#aurora ghoul x reader smut

[her-satanic-wiles]

Kinktober Day 11 - Candle Play

Aurora x Reader

It’s a dark and stormy night over the Ministry and the power has gone out. The only light during this dark time comes from the candles that adorn the hallways. You succumb to the darkness, and to the will of Aurora.

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Words: 2.9k.

Reading Time: 12 min.

Warnings: candle play, cunnilingus, pain kink, public sex, they using the wrong kind of candles for this

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🔞 MDNI 🔞

The low rumble of thunder echoed through the empty halls of the Ministry, and the rain lashed against the windows in a relentless downpour. The power had gone out hours ago, leaving the building bathed in an eerie darkness, save for the flickering light of the candles scattered throughout the hallways. The flames danced, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls, creating a sense of intimacy and danger all at once.

You had been wandering the hallways aimlessly, drawn by the quietness of the night, but also by something else, something stronger. Aurora’s presence. It had been building for days, that magnetic pull between you—soft smiles exchanged, fleeting touches, her hands lingering just a moment longer than they should have. And now, with the storm outside and the world reduced to candlelight and silence, the tension had become unbearable.

You stopped when you saw her, standing at the far end of the hallway, her silhouette framed by the golden glow of the candles. The storm outside almost drowned out the soft crackle of the flames, but nothing could drown out the intensity in her eyes. She said nothing, but her gaze commanded you, inviting you closer, and you obeyed without question.

Your heart pounded in your chest, the steady rhythm drowned out by the patter of rain and the low grumble of thunder. Every step you took towards her seemed to stretch out the moment, heightening the anticipation. As you approached, Aurora held your gaze, her lips barely curving into the faintest hint of a smirk, as if she knew exactly what thoughts had been circling your mind.

“I wondered how long you’d wait,” she murmured, her voice low, each word dripping with control. “The power’s out… no one will disturb us now.”

She stepped closer, the candlelight reflecting in her eyes like molten gold, her presence all-consuming. Without warning, her fingers grazed your arm, sending a shiver down your spine, the delicate contact igniting a fire within you that mirrored the flames around you. Her hands began to rid you of your habit, or at least the top half of it. Fingers deftly worked the buttons tying the fabric together, exposing your chest and a deep cleavage until there were no more buttons to undo. Your habit, from the coaxing of her fingertips, gently moved downwards, gathering at your elbows, not falling any further due to the position of your arms. Your bra straps were next to follow.

The more naked you became, the more you remembered that you were standing in the hallway where anyone could see you, and the thrill it sent through your body had arousal pooling in your stomach.

Aurora reached for one of the candles, lifting it with care as the wax began to melt in the heat.

“I told you,” she whispered, her voice sending tremors through you, “surrender to the darkness.”

The heat from the candle was nothing compared to the heat of her gaze. You could feel the weight of her dominance in the air, heavy and intoxicating, as the first drop of hot wax landed on your skin. The sensation was sharp, a perfect blend of pain and pleasure, pulling a gasp from your lips. Aurora’s smile widened as she tilted the candle once more, the wax dripping slowly down your arm.

Her fingers brushed over the fresh wax, soothing the sting with a touch that was too light, too teasing. “You’ll take everything I give you tonight,” she said, her voice firm, and yet her touch was gentle.

You shuddered under the delicate mix of pain and warmth, your body instinctively tensing with each fresh drop of wax that Aurora allowed to fall on your skin. She watched your every reaction, the way your breath caught, the way your muscles tightened, and the faint gasp that escaped your lips. She was in control, and you had never felt so utterly captivated by someone’s will.

“Good girl,” she murmured, her voice like velvet, coaxing you further into submission. “I want to hear everything—every sound, every breath. Let me see how much you can take.”

Aurora set the candle down for a moment, stepping closer, her body now mere inches from yours. The soft, teasing touch of her fingers ghosted over your collarbone, tracing the path where the wax had cooled and hardened. She tilted her head, her lips brushing the shell of your ear as she spoke, her breath hot against your skin.

“Do you like that?” she asked, her tone low, almost mocking, but her fingers were gentle as they curled under your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze. “Tell me.”

You swallowed hard, your voice barely a whisper. “Yes.”

She smiled, satisfied, as if your submission was exactly what she had expected. Her hands roamed over your body now, fingers grazing bare skin, each touch a promise of more to come. The storm raged outside, but here, under the flicker of candlelight, the world had shrunk to just the two of you—Aurora’s presence filling every inch of your senses.

Without warning, she picked up the candle again, her eyes dark with intent. The flame flickered as she angled it towards your chest, and the first few drops of wax landed on the delicate skin there. Your breath hitched, the sharp sting of heat quickly followed by the pleasurable burn. It was unbearable and blissful all at once.

“You’ll take everything,” she repeated, her voice now firmer, her gaze unwavering as she watched you squirm under the intense sensation. “Won’t you?”

Your heart raced, the mixture of fear, desire, and submission overwhelming your senses. You nodded, barely able to speak, but it was enough for Aurora.

Aurora’s eyes glittered with delight as you squirmed beneath her touch, the heat of the wax fading only to be reignited by another drop. She tilted the candle again, letting the wax trace a deliberate path down your chest, just above your breasts. Each drop was calculated, her control impeccable, and she reveled in the power she held over you.

You tried to keep your breath steady, but every drop of wax that Aurora let fall on your skin forced a gasp from your lips. The heat was sharp, and yet the sting blurred into pleasure, mixing with the sheer thrill of her control. Her eyes never left yours, and every reaction—every involuntary flinch, every whimper—seemed to delight her.

“So sensitive,” she murmured, her fingers tracing over the freshly cooled wax, her touch featherlight. She tilted her head, watching the rise and fall of your chest, her smile deepening as she took in your trembling form.

With slow, deliberate movements, she set the candle down, but the sense of reprieve didn’t last long. Aurora’s hands were on you again, this time more insistent. She pushed you back against the wall, the cool stone biting into your skin, contrasting sharply with the residual warmth from the wax.

“You’re doing so well,” she whispered, her lips brushing your ear as her hands roamed over your body. “But we’re far from done.”

Her fingers trailed lower, skimming over your abdomen, her touch slow and teasing, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. You could feel the weight of her power in the air, and it was impossible to think of anything beyond her touch, her voice, her absolute control over you.

Aurora pressed her body against yours, trapping you against the wall as she leaned in, her lips grazing your neck in a featherlight kiss. “I want you to beg,” she commanded softly, her breath hot against your skin. “Beg for more.”

Her words sent a fresh wave of heat through you, and though your mind swirled in a haze of pleasure and submission, you managed to whisper, “Please… more.”

The satisfaction in her eyes was unmistakable. She pulled back just enough to retrieve the candle once again, her movements slow, deliberate, as though savouring every second of your surrender. This time, she let the wax drip lower, the heat kissing the tender skin of your clothed stomach, inching closer and closer to where you craved her most. You could feel the wax drying on your habit, the heat caressing your skin where it sat on your clothes and heated the fabric.

Your hips bucked instinctively, your body responding to the slow burn of anticipation and the tantalising promise of more. Aurora smirked, clearly pleased with the reaction. “Good girl,” she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction. “You want this, don’t you? You want everything I give you.”

You nodded, words escaping you as the sensations became overwhelming, your body thrumming with need. The heat of the wax, the press of Aurora’s body, her voice commanding you to surrender completely—it was all too much, yet not enough.

With one hand, she pulled your habit down with her as she got on her knees in front of you, allowing the article to gather at your feet and leaving you almost entirely bare in the hallway. Your toes curled in your shoes, the sensation of being exposed setting each one of your nerves alight, and a fire growing inside of you that threatened to explode lest she touch you and relieve your tension.

Aurora’s hands roamed up your legs, her touch light, tantalisingly close to your core but never giving you the satisfaction you craved. She glanced up at you, her eyes gleaming with power, enjoying every second of your unraveling. “I can feel how badly you want this,” she murmured, her fingers finally tracing just close enough to make you gasp, before pulling back again. “But I want to hear you ask for it.”

Her lips hovered over your centre, so close you could feel her breath against you, but she waited, watching you with a calm that belied the intensity of the moment. You swallowed hard, your entire body trembling with need, your mind a haze of desire. Fingertips gently moving to the gusset of your panties and pulling them to one side. Satan, you were so wet and ready for her. You didn’t want her at this point: you needed her, craved her. You felt like you’d die if she didn’t touch you properly.

“Please…” you breathed, your voice a soft, needy whisper. “Aurora, I need—”

Before you could finish, her mouth found you, her tongue teasing, exploring, as she finally gave you the relief you had been aching for. The first touch sent a wave of heat crashing through you, your head falling back against the wall as your body responded instinctively to the pleasure. She worked slowly at first, drawing out every sound, every tremor of need from you, her control over you absolute.

“That’s it,” she murmured between strokes, her voice muffled against your skin. “Give in to me.”

The moment her mouth met your most sensitive spot, a sharp intake of breath caught in your throat. Aurora’s touch, slow and methodical, sent a shudder racing up your spine. Her lips were soft, moving with an excruciating precision that made you feel both utterly helpless and consumed by the heat building inside you.

She started gently, her tongue drawing slow, deliberate circles, teasing your clit with just enough pressure to make you gasp but not nearly enough to satisfy the ache that had been growing inside you. Every nerve was on edge, the sensation heightened by your exposed vulnerability in the dimly lit hallway. The sound of rain beating against the windows and the distant rumble of thunder only served to remind you that here, with her, time had slowed to this single, burning moment.

Aurora’s fingers joined in, sliding over your slick folds, her touch light at first, almost featherlike. She knew exactly how to make you tremble under her, pushing you to the edge of pleasure without letting you fall. Her mouth worked in perfect harmony with her fingers, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, your hips jerking forward, instinctively seeking more of her touch.

But she paused, pulling back just enough to leave you teetering on the brink, the loss of contact making you whimper with frustration. She looked up at you, a wicked smile playing on her lips, clearly enjoying the way your body begged without words.

“Not yet,” she murmured, her voice low and commanding. “I want you to take your time. I want to feel you come undone slowly, under my hands, under my mouth.”

Her fingers pressed against your inner thighs, spreading you further apart as she returned to her work with agonising patience. This time, her tongue moved in more deliberate strokes, flicking against your clit with precision. Each movement sent sparks of pleasure shooting through you, your knees threatening to buckle under the intensity.

You clenched your hands into fists at your sides, desperate for something to hold onto, something to ground you as Aurora brought you closer and closer to the edge. Her fingers slid inside you with ease, curling just right, hitting that perfect spot that made you cry out in pleasure. The combination of her tongue against your clit and her fingers working inside you was overwhelming, sending wave after wave of sensation coursing through your body.

Your toes curled against the stone floor, your body shaking, each touch from Aurora pulling you tighter and tighter toward release. The tension that had been building inside you since the moment she had knelt before you was reaching its breaking point, and you could feel yourself slipping into the abyss of pure sensation.

Aurora’s name slipped from your lips in a breathless moan, and she hummed in response, the vibration adding a new layer of pleasure. Her fingers moved faster now, pushing you right to the precipice, her tongue flicking against your clit with relentless precision. The pleasure was dizzying, overwhelming, and you could feel the pressure building, threatening to snap at any moment.

“Let go,” she whispered, her breath hot against your skin, her voice full of command. “I want to feel you fall apart for me.”

It only took a few more strokes—her fingers hitting just the right spot, her mouth expertly working your clit—and then you were gone. The orgasm ripped through you like a storm, every muscle in your body tensing as you cried out, your vision going white with the force of it. The pleasure was all-consuming, leaving you gasping for air as your body trembled uncontrollably under her touch.

Aurora didn’t stop. She continued to work you through your climax, her fingers and tongue relentless as they prolonged your pleasure, drawing out every last ounce of sensation until you were left utterly spent, your body trembling, your mind hazy from the intensity of it all.

When she finally pulled away, her lips glistened, and there was a satisfied glint in her eyes. She rose to her feet slowly, her fingers brushing lightly over your skin, sending aftershocks of pleasure rippling through you.

“That’s it,” she whispered, her voice softer now, but still full of control. “You did so well.”

Your body was still humming with the aftermath of your release, every muscle trembling as you struggled to catch your breath. Aurora’s presence loomed above you, her eyes dark and filled with satisfaction, but there was something else—an unspoken promise of more.

She gently tilted your chin up with her fingers, guiding your gaze to hers, and the intensity in her expression sent another wave of warmth through you. “You’re not done yet,” she said softly, her voice velvety and commanding all at once. “There’s still so much I want to show you.”

Her hands were firm yet gentle as she helped you stand, your legs weak from the overwhelming pleasure. The habit pooled at your feet was forgotten as Aurora’s arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close, her body warm and reassuring against yours. She pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, her lips lingering for a moment, but the hunger in her eyes hadn’t faded—it had only grown stronger.

“Come with me,” she whispered, her breath ghosting over your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “There’s more waiting for you in my room.”

Your heart raced at her words, the promise of what was to come making your pulse quicken. She began to lead you down the dimly lit hallway, the flickering candlelight casting long, dancing shadows as the storm outside continued to rage. With every step, the air between you thickened with anticipation, the heat from your shared desire keeping you tethered to her with every glance, every touch.

Aurora’s hand slid down your back, her fingers tracing the curve of your spine as you walked. She pressed closer, her voice a sultry whisper that wrapped around you like a spell. “You belong to me tonight,” she murmured, her lips brushing the edge of your jaw. “And I’m not finished with you yet.”

The door to her room loomed ahead, its dark wood gleaming in the faint light. She reached for the handle, pausing only to cast a final glance your way, her eyes burning with intent. “You’ll give me everything,” she said, more a statement than a question. And with a soft, knowing smile, she pushed the door open, the room beyond beckoning with the promise of untold pleasures.

As she guided you inside, the door closing behind you with a soft click, you knew there was no turning back. The night was far from over, and under Aurora’s careful hand, you would fall again, deeper into the darkness, into her world, and into the fire that she had so expertly ignited within you.

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[katz-rambles]

Hello again, lovely writer! It's a new day, and I have a new idea for you. Especially since you did such a beautiful job bringing my previous ideas to life. Thank you for that <3

How about the ghoul of your choice being locked away in their room during their heats/ruts because they become a bit feral during that time, and what if reader accidently got locked with them ? How would that go down ?

(Again feel free to ignore this if you wish <3)

Hii! I'm so so glad you liked the others, that means so much to me!! I wanted to try something new with this one, so I've put them into headcannon form, so I can do multiple ghouls, so I apologize if it's not the best. This includes all the current ghouls/ghoulettes because why not.

(NSFW, ruts/heats, gn!reader for the most part but there is some fem!reader, reader gets tied up, some dub-con elements if you squint, theres a fuck-machine, threesome/gangbang mention, possessiveness, knotting, some dom!reader. I think this is it!)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰

• Now we all know that he's already aggressive and ungodly horny,

Dewdrop/Sodo

• Now times that by 10. He goes insane during ruts.

• Humping everything, constantly hard, he's more grumpy and stompy than usual as well. All because he's horny and has blue balls lmfao.

• So.. now we've added his favorite person, you.

• He's on his knees. Begging for you to let him fuck you, breed you, touch you. Basically, anything his horny brain can come up with. (heavy on breeding, even if you can't get pregnant, he'll still try.)

• He has a constant possessiveness to him during his ruts, so once you're in there, you're not getting out until it's over. Don't expect to walk after.

• He has no glamor or mask on at all during his rut so if you really want to rile him up so he'll rail you, pull on his horns while he gives you head or tug on his tail. He'll go absolutely bat shit insane.

• He'll cover you in hickeys and bite marks so everyone knows you're his. Like I said, possessive.

• He'll knot you, and he won't stop knotting you until he thinks it's the one that'll get you round with his kits.

• I'm sure that if you ask nicely, he might sub for you during his rut. He hates to admit it, but he probably gets off on the thought of being a sub. Tie him up, sexually torture him, and humiliate him. He loves it.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• Where do I start.. he's going to he so whiney his whole rut. He might even spam call/text you because he needs you.

Rain

• Obviously, you're not going to give in, you know the rules.

• But if you did, by accident or on purpose, he's going to go insane.

• He'll do anything you ask of him. He gets off on your pleasure. But if you tease him, he may lose his patience.

• If he does lose his patience, he'll fuck you into the mattress, he might even tie you up if you're into that, he'll mark you like crazy... he's a horny bitch (just like me frfr.)

• So let's say you've found yourself with a Rain in a rut. Good luck. He'll rail you like there's no tomorrow, because to him, there's not, he thinks you will leave at any second so he won't stop until you physically can't anymore.

• His stamina is INSANE when he's in a rut.

• He could probably smell you from a mile away, so if you do accidentally find yourself locked in the same room as him, don't try and lie to him, or do.. who knows, maybe he'll punish you.

• If you don't have a dick, grab a strap on, he'll be the subbiest little bitch for you. (he's probably into fem doms). And he probably has a dildo/strap that he uses on himself anyways. He could probably cum just from the thought of you on top of him, and he will.

• Huge on your tits by the way. You're a guy, it doesn't matter, you're flat, he doesn't care, you have bigger tits, he's begging for you to ride him so he can watch them. He loves your tits.

• MARK HIM BACK. Please. He loves to feel you sink your teeth into him. He loves to see the marks the day after even more thought, a reminder of how he's going to pay you back with twice as many marks.

• Aftercare king, though. Even during a rut. I mean, you have to be in good shape if you're going to be the one to have his kits.. right?

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• Big boy, and not with just his height.

Mountain

• But if you happen to stumble upon a Mountain in a rut, it's not that someone's locked the door from the outside or something.. no, he's locked the door. You're not leaving until he's done with you.

• All this man is thinking about right now is how fucking hard he is, and how good you'd feel around him. So he's not going to be nice.

• He might degrade you.. but that's okay, because he'll apologize by fucking you until you're dumb.

• You better hope you're not wearing any expensive clothes, the second he gets his hands on your they're torn up and on the ground. He'll replace them when his rut is done, though, don't worry.

• Pull his hair. That's it. You want to get railed into oblivion, pull his hair. It's a one way ticket.

• He probably won't sub, but on the off chance he does, he will put up a fight. Now, if you've found yourself locked with Mountain in a rut and you want to keep your ability to walk, you can get him to sub for you, and he gets super sensitive when he does so, please, edge him.

• He'll knot you, and there's just so much. He'll whisper to you about how this'll be the knot that'll get you round with his kits.

• If you call him Sir, it could be out of fear/intimidation, or you're just teasing him, you're done for. There's no way you'll be able to walk after, so I wish you luck.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• Already horny ghoul, somehow, even hornier (is that even possible??) you're in for a wild ride (literally and figuratively).

Swiss

• You're in a room with him. Before you can even say anything, he'll have you pinned to the ground, and your clothes will be off.

• Mating press, missionary, cowgirl. Anything where he can see your face as he fucks you dumb you'll be put in, doesn't matter if your flexible or not, he'll find a way.

• You want to rile him up even more (again, is that even fucking possible?!) beg for him, get on your knees and beg. He will go insane, and you won't be able to walk, but it's not like he was planning to let you go. No, no, you're his now.

• If and when he knots you, it's inevitable he will, he will probably fall asleep with his cock half-hard inside you and if you fall asleep as well ans shuffle a bit with him inside you, sweetheart now he's wide awake and ready for round two.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• Omfg. He's so needy. He might as well be worshiping the ground you stand on, he loves you and he needs you.

Phantom

• He needs you to sit on his face, btw, now that he's in a rut it's just doubled.

• So you've found yourself in quite the predicament. You've found your way to a rut Phantom, so what's the next step (back to where you came from, turn around, and leave), honestly, just you acknowledging him during his rut could probably make him cum, he's that needy.

• He'll bend you over any and every surface known to man. Don't expect to be safe anywhere.

• If you're kind enough to help him through his rut, then he'll, probably get on one knee and propose, do anything you need him to as long as he gets to fuck you when you're done.

• Rub his horns, and he'll bust. Trust me.

• He's dominant during his rut, so don't expect normal subby, needy, Phantom. No, not you've got, dom, needy, and unbearably horny, Phantom whose prepared to stuff you full of his seed in every hole you'll let him.

• He's going to knot you. This isn't even a question. He will. It doesn't matter if you can't get pregnant because you don't have the proper biology, he will try his absolute hardest, and you won't complain because this means Phantom constantly breeding him, he has a breeding kink.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• I'm in love with her.

Cumulus

• She's quite dominant. She has a strap on, probably one of the double-ended ones, too.

• If you offer to use it on her, she might just go crazy. I hope your stamina is good because she won't be letting you go for a while.

• If you have female anatomy, scissor her. I beg of you, she'll beg you too. He might reward you by eating you out after..

• Her tits are ungodly sensitive during her ruts, so any type of touch on them, and she'll immediately be on top of you.

• Please let her tie you up. You'll look so pretty tied up and begging for her.

• She's going to mark you, so don't be alarmed when you see the dark marks the next day. And she will mark you anywhere she can, your neck, thighs, tits, anywhere.

• If you're good she might get Cirrius to fuck you along side her, and don't worry, Cirrius is just as good, and she's mean so you better be ready. (I'm head over heels for both of them, I love women.)

• She will overstimulate you until it hurts. She's just so mean sometimes.

• She will make you squirt. That's her goal. Even in a rut, she's still determined to see you squirt.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• She's mean. That's it.

Cirrius

• She'll tie you up and attach a vibrator to you and she will fuck herself as she watches you writhe.

• She might even put a gag on you if you start to get too loud.

• Once she gets her hands on you, she won't let you go until she's had her fill.

• If you call her mommy, get ready for a night full of fun because, baby, you've just fucked yourself. She won't let up. Her stamina is insane, and it combats Rains.

• So, if you ever find yourself locked in a room with Cirrius in a rut, don't expect to leave any time soon. Even after her ruts over, she might keep you there.

• If you're being good for her, maybe just maybe if she's in the mood for sharing, she'll get Cumulus or Swiss in there. (maybe even both)

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊

• I unfortunately don't know too much about her, so I apologize if she's ooc.

Aurora

• She's got a pretty firey personality as it is, so now she's got that personality AND an unbearable feeling of being constantly horny, and you'll be the only one on her mind.

• Okay.. now you're with her, she might sub..? If you ask nicely, that is.

• But she will also fuck you dumb with a double-ended dildo. So be ready for a wild night. She has a bunch of things you've only heard of, and she plans to use them.

• It's not a question that she'll tie you up. We already know she will. But if you're into it, she might put you on a fuck-machine while she rides your face until she's satisfied.

• You can probably turn the tables and switch positions, and if you do, expect her to be loud. It's okay though, she sounds so pretty.

• She will scissor you. She probably can for hours. So by the end of her rut, you'll be sore and marked, and everything will hurt. But it will be worth it.

[xximperioxx]

Call It What You Want

Phantom Ghoul x GN! Reader

Word count: 2k

Warnings: a lil spicy (I couldn’t help myself)

Note: ITS BEEN SO LONG IM SO SORRY. Seeing ghost on Saturday really got me in the mood to write again. For my man phantom. I listened to Call It What You Want by Taylor Swift while writing this. I’m a bit rusty since it’s been a bit so I apologize in advance but please enjoy 🖤🖤

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You sat by yourself in the cafeteria with a book in your hand and a coffee in the other. It was one of those cheesy smutty-romance novels you couldn’t help but love. Maybe it was because you are in a desperate need of some romance yourself after your last relationship went downhill or maybe it was a great distraction. All of your so-called friends took his side of the breakup and left you in the dust. You couldn’t help but feel lonely sometimes but books were a saving grace.

Your face remained stoic as you read, getting lost in the words in front of you.

His fingers trace the shape of her body as her breath hitches. Stopping at the edge of her panties and gives her a smirk before he brings his mouth close and brings the fabric down with his teeth. She lets out a breathy moan as she feels his teeth grazing against her ski-

“Whatcha reading?”

A shriek escapes your lips and the book falls into your lap. You quickly cover your mouth at the noise you made. Heat radiates off your cheeks as you look up and see a ghoul. Your reflection staring back at you in the goggles of his mask.

You gape at him for a minute and remember he said something. He stares back in an almost giddy manner Slowly bringing your hand down from your mouth, “W-what?”

He grins sheepishly, “Your book,” he nods to your lap, “I was wondering what you were reading.”

Your blush returns and you wave it off, “oh, just some silly little romance novel.”

His grin turns into a teasing smile, “Sureee, that’s why you dropped it so fast.”

“You scared me!” You try to defend yourself but fail as a small smile fights through. His grin grows bigger and so does yours.

“I’m (Y/N),”

He stares at your hand in front of him. He places his in yours and shakes it slowly.

“Phantom.”

Your eyes glance behind him to see his tail waving in excitement. “You’re the new ghoul Papa summoned for the band, right?”

He grows shy, “Y-yeah.”

You sense his uneasiness and give him a gentle smile, “Well, I’m excited to see you play.”

His face lights up, “Really?” You nod and he grows excited, “I have been practicing with Sodo and I’m getting really good!”

You check the time and your eyes widen as you realize you're late for a meeting with Primo. You stand up and grab your book and coffee. “I’m really sorry, I have a meeting wit-”

Phantom grabs your wrist to stop you, “Do you think maybe I can play for you sometime?”

You’re surprised. An invitation to hang out with someone? It’s been so long. You give him a happy nod.

He jumps up, “Great!”

You begin to walk away before you turn around and give the ghoul one last smile, “It was nice to meet you, Phantom!”

His tail begins to wave back and forth in excitement as he gives you a wave goodbye.

Sodo stands next to him, getting hit with Phantom’s tail. He gives a shove to his side, “Cut it out.”

“Sorry.” Phantom gives him a sheepish grin.

“We got to work on that.”

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You and Phantom continued to see each other after the first guitar session. He showed you tricks he was learning to play on tour, his solos, and even offered to show you how to play to which you politely declined.

He would meet you at the library when he wanted to see you. He would find a book to read and the two of you would curl up in chairs next to each other in the back of the library. Your heart fluttered the first time you had glanced over and saw him entranced by the book in his hand. His mask laying on the arm rest next to him, you got to study his features. How his hair slightly covers his face or how he bites his lip when he reads. You smiled to yourself and continued to read.

The following library visits turned to him picking out cheesy romance novels for you to read, purely judging by the covers, and you picking out some books for him. You both share a couch now and end up with his head in your lap.

You run your fingers through his hair, reading the page. Bringing your hand up, you turn the page and Phantom lets out a whine at the loss of contact.

You don’t notice, too busy with the words in front of you. Your fingernails gently scrape against his scalp. He lets out a choked moan. Yet again you don’t notice.

After a while you put your book down and glance down at the ghoul. You sigh, “You have such pretty hair. I hope you know that.”

A blush grows on his face but looks up at you steady eyes, “Yeah, well, you have such a pretty face. I hope you know that.”

Your laugh fills the quiet back section of the library.

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You were having a rough night. You had seen your ex and ex friends hanging out together and it triggered a panic attack.

You sat, hidden away in a back aisle of the library, with your knees to your chest. Keeping your head down, you count your breaths.

Footsteps approach you. They stop and the person sits down next to you.

Peaking, you see Phantom looking at you with a tilted head. You shake your head before hiding in your arms.

You hear him take off his mask and feel him nudge you.

Not getting anything from you, he pulls you into his side. He didn’t need to know what was wrong, he just wanted to be there. He began to trace shapes on your back.

After you have calmed down, you place your head on his shoulder. “Panic attacks suck.”

Phantom hums in agreement.

The two of you sat in silence for a while before you spoke up slowly, “Would you run away with me?”

It was quiet again. “Hypothetically,” you add.

He turns his head, “I would go to heaven and back with you.”

You stare at him with glistening eyes. You never wanted anyone more. You send Papa a quick ‘thank you’ in your mind for summoning this ghoul. You wanted nothing more than to lean in. Phantom smiles at you, “Hypothetically,” he adds.

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You and Phantom were the only ones in the practice room. You both sat on the couch as he practiced. He seemed off today but didn’t know how. He seemed extra twitchy. He brought up teaching you how to play again.

“Come on, (Y/N)!” He pleaded. He slid off the couch and onto his knees. He’s in front of you on his knees. You’re definitely mentally freaking out.

You rolled your eyes. “I’m not good with my fingers,” You pretend to play as a joke, “See?”

He grabs your hands, “Yeah, but I am!” Your heartbeat quickens. Your mouth goes dry and you pray he doesn’t hear the thumping of your heart. He pleads again, “I can show you.”

You don’t even know what to say. Does he know what he’s doing to you right now? “I-..”

He slowly gets up, hovering over you. He licks his lips and whispers, “Please, (Y/N).”

He nuzzles his head against yours before your neck.

“You’re not talking about the guitar anymore, are you?” you breathed out shakily.

You feel him shake his head, “Please let me touch you,” he whines into your neck.

You’re so close to hyperventilating, you can barely hear what he said. He slides back down on his knees, his hands gripping your thighs as he looks back up with you with needy eyes.

You grab his face and lean down to kiss him. Another whine leaves his lips as you touch him. His skin almost burning to the touch.

The door suddenly opens and in comes Swiss and Sodo. You jump back embarrassed.

Phantom whips his head around to the other ghouls and growls. Your eyes widen at the sound.

“Well well well. What do we have here?” Swiss grins.

Sodo elbows Swiss hard in the stomach, “Calm down Phan, it’s okay.”

Quickly getting up, you apologize. You’re too embarrassed. You’re not sure what you’re apologizing for but it’s the only thing coming out of your mouth.

Grabbing your stuff, you head to the door, “I’m sorry,” you look at Phantom, “I’ll see you later, okay?”

He nods. Realization of what happened hits him and he feels just as embarrassed and guilty.

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When Papa announced they would be performing at the Abbey, you were unsure if you wanted to go. It had been a week since the practice room incident and you hadn’t seen Phantom since.

Your thoughts have been too loud since. Maybe you offended him somehow or maybe he didn’t like you anymore. You’d gone to the library everyday in hopes he’d show up. Maybe you’ve read too many romance novels to still have your hopes up.

It was the night of the ritual and Siblings around you were buzzing with excitement. It had been a while since Papa performed for the Abbey and would be the first time the two new ghouls were to be performing on stage. Primo had essentially threatened you to come after you mentioned you were unsure. Needless to say, the old man can be intimidating.

The room is crowded and you make your way to the back of the room. You keep your head low, not particularly in the mood to see your ex and ex friends.

You felt anxious enough. Not only for seeing Phantom but you were nervous for him performing. He’s practiced so hard the past few months. You only hoped the siblings loved him on stage as much as you do.

The lights dim and screams erupt as Papa and his ghouls emerge on stage. You see him. Your anxiety disappearing as he begins to play Kaisarion.

You cover your mouth to hide your smile. He’s doing amazing. He displays such confidence you haven’t seen in him yet. He looks like a daydream. Your daydream.

Throughout the concert, he has become a favorite with the siblings as he blows kisses to the crowd and shows off his tricks like playing the guitar under his leg. Copying Sodo as he performs to the crowd.

You were unsure if he had seen you as the ritual nears its end. But Phantom had seen you as soon as he came out on stage. A light shined on you and he nearly tripped over himself. He knew if he stared at you, he’d get distracted and mess up the song.

The ritual ends with Square Hammer. The crowd singing loudly, nearing screaming the lyrics. With the final note, Papa thanks everyone for joining them. You cheer loudly with your heart full of pride. You need to tell him.

Phantom puts his guitar down before jumping off the stage. He has his head down as he makes his way through the crowd. He didn’t want to waste another moment without you.

He lifts his head up seeing you, you give him a small smile and little wave. He reaches you, pulling down his balaclava that was covering his mouth.

“I’m sorr-” he shuts you up by pulling you into a kiss.

You’re in shock for a moment before placing your hands on his and kissing his back.

Slowly pulling away with a smile, you both catch your breath. Your hands find the bottom of his mask, taking it off before pulling him into another kiss.

For the first time in your life, you didn’t care what anyone thought of you.

He pulls away first and looks down at you, “Hi.”

You grin, still holding his hands, “Hi.”

Giving his hand a squeeze, “You were amazing. I’m so proud of you,” you emphasized.

His hands caress your face, “I’m so in love with you,” he confesses.

You beam, “I’m so in love with you.”

The two of you walk out, his calloused hand in yours.

“So was that like a scene in one of your romance books?” He teases.

“Even better.” You cuddle into him.

“We can recreate the other scenes later.”

Your laugh echoes in the hall.

[wolftoken]

4am adventure • mountain x reader x aurora

a/n: @gravehags hiiiii i shortcircuited about 5 times trying to write today lol but part 2 will be posted at some point :3 who knows when definitely not me

word count: 1602 • tags: fem reader, threesome, oral (m and f receiving), praise, mentions of exhibitionism

• masterlist •

Every now and then, sleep just seems to evade you for a night or two. No matter how long you stay in bed, staring at the ceiling, your body won’t let itself rest enough to fall asleep. So instead, you start to wander. The ministry halls are beautiful in the moonlight, although slightly spooky as well.

You figured you might as well head to the ghoul’s den, there were bound to be some of them up at this hour of the night.

The doors were tall and heavy, carved with beautiful patterns in the old wood. You had to reach pretty high for the handle, as ghouls were generally a lot taller than your average human. Once you nudged the door open enough to step inside the den, you scanned the room. Cushions and blankets were strewn about the floor, a sure sign that a ghoul pile had occurred earlier. Although there were no signs of said ghouls. The silence made you nervous but you continued on further into the room, moving down to pick up the mess the ghouls had left.

After fluffing the pillows and folding the blankets you glanced at the clock on the wall. Almost four in the morning. May as well stay up until breakfast time, at this point. There’s a TV you can occupy yourself with, and movies in the cabinet beneath it. You’re looking through their romance selection when you hear the door swinging open and the quiet chatter of two familiar voices.

You see his horns first, tall and curved and forming a beautiful silhouette in the low light. Fangs glisten as he opens his mouth to laugh at the smaller ghoul by his side. Her horns are shorter but more menacing. Their expressions turn excited when they see you on the couch.

“Hey, pretty girl! What’re you doing here at this time of night?” Aurora asks, practically bouncing over to you and tackling you back into the couch cushions. You’re giggling underneath her as she softly nuzzles your jaw, and Mountain saunters over with an affectionate smile on his face. Your head ends up in his lap as he sits down beside you and strokes a hand through your hair.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk and ended up here. Why are you two sneaking around so late?”

“Papa wanted some late night tasks done and we were the only two still awake. You wanna come to bed with us and get some sleep?” Mountain replies, but with the weight of Aurora in your lap, sleep is the last thing on your mind.

The shift in your mood is easily picked up by the two ghouls, and they share a look as the smaller one bites her lip.

“I think we’ll take that as a ‘no’ on the sleep, huh? What else do you have in mind, pretty girl?” Mountain asks, peering down into your eyes. His glow a beautiful dark green in the shadowy room and they seem to pierce your soul in the moment. You can see his mouth is moving but you’re too lost in his pretty eyes that you can’t hear him speak. All you know is the feeling of clawed hands snaking up under your shirt and how good it feels to have the weight of a ghoul on top of you.

“Aww, she’s already too worked up to speak and we haven’t even done anything! you’re such a cutie, but we wanna hear you. Do you wanna have some fun with us?” Aurora asks, snapping you out of your daze. Looking up at her, you felt her claws eagerly prodding at your skin and a pleasant shiver made its way down your body.

“Yeah- please, wanna have fun,” you breathed desperately, and both ghouls let out quiet laughs at your tone. Aurora made quick work of your belt buckle and zipper while Mountain lifted his shirt over his head. You were so busy admiring his toned body you didn’t even realise the smaller ghoul had began to tease her fingers over your thighs to play with the hem of your panties. Whining quietly with frustration you only have for yourself, you don’t know who to focus on. It’s too much in the best way but you only wished you could look at two places at one time.

“Aww, pretty girl can’t even focus. Why don’t you lay back and let us do the thinking, okay? You don’t have to worry about a thing, baby.” Aurora mutters into your skin. It’s a pretty good idea, judging by the way your pussy clenches at the thought of letting two infernal creatures take control of your pleasure and body.

“You look so cute down there in my lap; how about you get me nice and hard while Rora uses her tongue on you?” Mountain asks with a sweet smile. The question makes your face heat up but you’re nodding vehemently in spite of it. You lean up to let Mountain strip off the rest of his clothes, and you turn your gaze to Aurora. She’s laying down over you, elbows propped up on either side of your hips with her head in her hands and her pretty fangs on display as she grins at you. Giggling at you in anticipation, she watches as Mountain guides you back down so your face is level with his half-hard cock.

It’s a bit of an awkward angle to be sucking dick but you’ll make it work. Anything can work when you have two beautiful ghouls on either end of you ready to rock your world.

Your underwear is dragged down your thighs and discarded on the floor somewhere so that Aurora can access your wetness. She wastes no time in delving into your pussy, making you yelp at the sensation. Mountain takes the opportunity to push his thumb into your open mouth to get you to look up at him. You don’t even need to be asked because you’re already nodding with the need to feel his cock in your mouth.

He’s always gentle when you’re with him like this, mindful of his size and strength. But fuck if it isn’t hard not to just grab your hair and fuck your face until he’s cumming down your throat - but he’s a gentleman. He’ll ask before he wrecks you.

However, Aurora will wreck you as she pleases. It’s evident by the way her tongue dives between your folds with fervour and determination to make you see stars. Her claws gently poke at the skin of your hips and it makes everything feel so deliciously intense. You moan loudly and with your mouth hanging open, Mountain can’t resist the change to shove his cock past your lips and feel the vibrations that your sounds cause. You’re both shuddering and you swear you feel the smaller ghoul smile into your pussy because she knows she’s got the both of you in the palm of her hand.

She’s unforgiving in the way she’s relentlessly eating you like you’re the last meal she’ll ever have. It’s a stark contrast to Mountain who’s ever so gently moving you along his dick, giving you soft smiles despite his urge to pick up his pace. Every time you moan he can feel it reverberate through him and it makes his mouth hang open in silent praise.

It’s not long before Aurora can tell that the both of you are close. You’re squirming in her grip and Mountain’s thighs are shuddering beneath you, and you desperately want to feel him release down your throat. Running on pure determination, you push your head forward to take more of his cock into your mouth and oh, did your reward not disappoint. Ropes of cum painted the inside of your mouth and throat, filling you with the taste of him. You swallowed as best you could with him still in your mouth, although now softening.

As Mountain caught his breath again, he pulled your mouth off of him and placed a gentle hand on your cheek, rubbing away the spit and cum that remained on your chin and lips. Aurora decided to persist her ministrations after you had got your own breath back, only for her to steal it away again as you felt her fangs ever so slightly graze your sensitive skin. Reaching your hand down to her, you held one of her horns in your fist and squeezed slightly, which made the ghoulette growl into your pussy, burying her tongue even deeper inside of you. Relinquishing control of your body to her, you let your moans fly out without the urge to stop them.

“Oh honey, you might wake up the other ghouls if you keep up that noise. You want them to catch us like this? I bet they’d like it, watching Rora all pussy-drunk for you and your hands around her pretty horns. They’d be so jealous - you know how bad they wanna fuck you, don’t you?”

Crying out in pleasure, the combination of Mountain’s filthy words and Aurora’s devilish tongue working you sent you over the edge. Both of your hands were in her hair and your legs tightened around her head. Her hands stroked up your body as you arched your back off the couch cushions, holding you in place so you didn’t vibrate onto the floor.

“You keep stroking my horns like that it’ll be long past sunrise before we’re done with you, pretty girl,” the ghoulette commented with a slight purr to her voice. Sleep be damned with these two demons by your side.

[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!!!

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 25. fuck party

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “merry christmas”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ the ministry is all decorated in festive decor and it truly feels like the holidays are in season! now… what do these ghouls want to do with you?

pairing: era iv nameless ghouls x gn!reader

a/n: first off i just want to apologize for the last few days being so late. i really did try my best to make sure that each day had a good fic. this is the only fic that doesn’t really follow the prompt, but i tried my best. consider this fic a nice little letter for the start of 2024. happy new year, and please enjoy !!!

cw: slight nsfw content. horny ghouls. poly ghouls. implied orgy near the end. there’s nothing nsfw that really happens, just mentioned.

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“we want to make this holiday special, dear. come on down to the nave of the ministry… you won’t be disappointed. merry christmas, sweetheart~” —❤︎

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the entire month has been a rollercoaster of emotions. each day you felt like something wild and absolutely ecstatic happens to you every day. it has only made your holiday season more and more interesting.

and now here you were, all cozied and nestled in your room, the scent of roasted chestnuts and currier ives lingering in the air. you sat atop your wooly quilt, with eight different letters in hand.

the slips were underneath your door when you came back from a long shift of working in the ministry. they were all decorated and colored differently, each envelope having its own unique flair and personality to it. you didn’t even have to read the names to know who’s was who.

smiling to yourself, you opened each letter one by one, excited to read what’s inside.

—

you had started off with the shiny white envelope. it was decorated in cute stationary stickers and the front was written in a glittery pink pen. at the bottom left corner of the envelope was a pink laced ribbon tied neatly with your name on it. if there was anyone that loved colors more than the entire human population, it was your favorite colorful ghoulette.

“aurora’s letter of thanks”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ to my dear y/n,

hello my darling! i hope this letter reaches you well, because i know how the others can get at times~ happy holidays, my love. i know that this month has been busy for you because of the constant yule traditions, but i’m delighted that you were able to make some time for me and that we could make gingerbread houses together like usual! and i gotta say… your tongue skills never fail to impress me~ you made me come so hard i swore i was going to pass out!! but really though… thanks for being such a sweetie to me, the ministry really doesn’t deserve you. i hope to see you soon for our little surprise~

with lots of love,

aurora ghoulette

—

the next envelope was colored in a dreamy grey, with cute hearts inked in pen on the cover, it gave off a much more serene and calm vibe compared to the vibrant letter of aurora’s. at the back was a little pocket that contained a written song. after careful observing, you had determined it belonged to an infamous air ghoulette. oh what a songbird she was.

“cumulus’ dreamy songbird”

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫༄ؘ hello darling ♡︎

what a beautiful winter night, is it not? i often like to be in touch with nature when i’m writing, helps me keep my mind at center. how have you been, darling? i hope you’ve been better after our little passionate night in bed. you were so cute with how you were eagerly trying to get my lingerie off… it was charming, really. though, putting the promiscuity aside, i just want to really want to send this love letter to you as a token of my thanks. you’re my little songbird, and you inspire me to do better, whether it’s songwriting or performing. so as a token of my gratitude.. i’ve prepared a … special song for you. i hope you like it. anyways… come see me later, i’ll sing it.. specially for you~ i love you, dove, and i wish you a happy new year ♡︎♡︎♡︎

your dearest,

cumulus ghoulette

—

the texture of the next letter was earthy and coarse, but it emitted the soft aroma of fresh pine leaves. it seems that this letter was specially crafted personally for you. just from the scent and touch alone, you smiled to yourself knowing it came from a certain earth ghoul. upon opening it, there was a little sunflower necklace attached to the sand paper letter.

“mountain’s delighted memories”

*:..｡o○ to y/n,

hope you’re doing well, and that this year has been treating you well. i appreciate you approaching me that night… and throwing me into the passions of bed. i gotta say, those faces you made when i came deep inside of you, filling you up with me seed, it still gets me going. just being honest here. the reason i’m bringing this up is well… i want to make more memories like that with you. ones that we can share together, and make ourselves feel like we’re ascending to the heavens we can’t reach. you’re really someone that makes me want to just go all out, and in many ways. which is why my gift to you this year.. is going to be imprinted into your mind for eons to come. so, if you want to find more… stop by soon please, i’ll be waiting. ‘till then, have a good christmas.

from your love,

mountain ghoul

—

this paper was crumpled and slightly torn. it looked like it was made in a rush, but it held a certain charm to it. there were little trinkets and treats attached to the letter, all of which had a cute homemade vibe to it. the faded streaks of purple pen gave away who it belonged to, and you couldn’t be more happy when a certain bug came to mind.

“phantom’s sweet treats”

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ hi y/n!

i missed you :(( and i know that we live in the same ministry, but you’re so busy and i barely get to see you! which is why i dragged you out to ‘look for a christmas tree’ with me. i gotta say, i was nervous… but seeing how you reacted when i pounded you against that tree.. satanas, still sends shivers down my spine. after that night, i just can’t stop thinking about you. the way you reacted to my touch, oh it was so good. i put together some handmade goodies for you, hope you like them. think of it as my way of saying thanks for a good night :) on that note, i’m sure the other letters have talked about meeting in a special place. i’ll be there, and i’ll be sure to give you all of my attention <3

love,

phantom ghoul

—

closing the envelope shut, you grabbed the next one. lipstick marks stained the paper perfectly, imprinting kisses everywhere. looking at the particular shade of red of the lipstick, you instantly thought of a certain keyboardist. there was a soft pink rose attached underneath the slip, and you opened the envelope with ease.

“cirrus’ gratitude”

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ evening darling,

i take that christmas has been well for you, huh? it certainly seems like it has been, considering how you were with me during that night in the log cabin ;)) we have to do that more often, sweetheart. you were so cute, with how your face was squished up against the window while i went to town on you… oh, still gets me wet, i can’t lie. it’s one of my favorite memories this season, and for that, i thank you. thanks for being such a delightful and loving partner. you’re honestly a saving grace for me, and you always make me feel good, both in and out of the bedroom. honestly, i’ve never met someone as good in bed as you are. so, as a token of my gratitude, i want you to meet me with the other ghouls tonight. it’ll be fun sweetheart, i promise.

from your dearest,

cirrus ghoulette ❤︎

—

looking at the next letter with intrigue, you were greeted with a faint smell of cologne, the scent of it was soft and reminded you of the beach. laced over the envelope was a red ribbon with seashells and shark tooth carved trinkets at the end. what a gorgeous sight. you opened it, and smiled upon recognizing the stunning calligraphy ingrained on the paper.

“rain’s poem”

｡･ﾟﾟ･ dear y/n,

having a good christmas? you better be, otherwise i’ll make sure you are. but for real though, i’m sure this year has been great for you. i would also like to thank you for.. ‘helping’ me with my own personal gift. you looked so goddamn good tied up in my bed like that. i’ll admit, i got carried away with my words, but i know damn well you were into me treating you like my bitch while i dicked you down on the mattress. though, that made me realize how much you love my honeyed words, so i’ll use this opportunity to praise instead to degrade. y/n, you’re an absolute starlight in my life, a treasure like no other. i’d move the heavens and pits for you. it’s cheesy, but it’s true, and i promise to show you how much i love you in any way i can. come by soon ❦

from your favorite water boy,

rain ghoul

—

the next letter had an ashy and brazened texture, but it shone with a brimstone-like layer to it. the paper was slightly calloused, and there was a fiery flair to it that could only be from one infamous firecracker you knew of. popping off the sloppily made wax seal, you opened it to find an equally burnt letter, but the sight made you smile.

“sodo’s confessions”

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒 to my y/n,

i’d ask you how you’re doing n’ shit, but i’m not good with words, or greetings nonetheless. so to get things out of the way, i’m going to be as straightforward as possible. y/n, i want to fuck you so badly this christmas right now. that night we shared, in my bedroom, fuck that was so hot. i loved the way you reacted every time i brought the candle wax down on your body. you looked so goddamn sexy covered in all of that… and the memory still makes my dick so hard. call me a pervert or whatever, but i’m proud to be one for you. i can’t help myself when i’m around you. your body, your scent, everything, it drives me fucking insane. don’t tell the other ghouls, but you’re my favorite, and i really can’t figure out why… guess i’m just so drawn to you. at midnight, when you meet the others, i’ll be sure to let them know who can make you feel the best in bed. and that’s not a threat, that’s a fucking promise. but ‘till then, i’ll be waiting for you, sweet thing

i love you,

sodo ghoul

—

the final letter had a reddish stain on it. bringing it closer to your nose, you got a faint whiff of red whine from the stain. the designs on the letter were intricate and creative, but there was a suave and sultry feel to this letter. if there was any infernal who knew how to be smooth, it was a certain multi ghoul with the voice of an angel.

“swiss’ invitation”

❤︎*♡∞:｡.｡ to my love,

welcome, darling~ i know how much you like the smell of wine, so i indulged you a bit in my envelope for you. merry christmas, and thank you for being such a passionate lover. gotta say, bunny, you looked so cute that one night when you were sitting on my cock. the way your rosy cheeks just got more pink every time you looked at me, desperate to stay warm… ooh, that’s what you call hot. good to know that i was able to keep you warm during that snowy night, and i got to get my dick wet too. so it was a win/win situation for the two of us, dear~ but all jokes aside, i had come up with the plan to treat my favorite sibling of sin to some… fun this season. i conspired with all of the other ghouls and ghoulettes to help me, and i’m sure they all mentioned in their letters that they want to meet up with you too. we want to make this holiday special, dear. come on down to the nave of the ministry… you won’t be disappointed. merry christmas, sweetheart~

forever yours,

swiss ghoul

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folding all the letters neatly and piling them on your desk, you smirked to yourself, and got up from the bed to start walking over to the nave of the church. each step carried your eager body closer to a lustful, passionate and loving location.

whatever your lovers were planning… you knew it was going to be a good one.

eyeing up the tall, church doors, you pushed them open to be met with a glorious sight.

the moonlight streamed through the glass panes windows of the dimly lit nave. candles aligned everywhere with ribbons decorating every corner and crevice. but the best sight of all… were the infamous nameless ghouls themselves.

they were all dressed for the occasion, all dolled up to your liking. the ghoulettes were in matching lingerie, but in different colors. aurora in a rose gold, cumulus in white and cirrus in black. they all huddled together and perked up upon seeing you. you looked to the other side to see another group of ghouls. rain’s expression was neutral, but there was a promiscuous glint in his eyes as the red ribbon twirled between his fingers. sodo’s expression was as hungry as ever, eyeing like a piece of candy while holding onto a candle. phantom looked excited, but jittery, claws digging into his seat, and mountain looked as calm and collected as ever, albeit, not minding the little problem in his pants.

from the center, swiss emerged, and he looked down at you with a wicked, yet lustful grin. his tail flicked about to the side, and you looked up at him with curious eyes, chuckling, his long fingers traced around your jaw and gently clasped around it while craning your head up, making you look at him.

he smiled at you,

and in return you smiled.

“merry christmas, y/n.” he spoke suavely, his words still as honeyed as ever.

he then stepped behind you, gently massaging your shoulders and holding onto you. with a snap of his fingers, the ghouls and ghoulettes giggled and approached closer to you, lust on their minds.

oh

this would certainly be a christmas to remember~

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[aestheticpearl]

— ‘look at me, look at me, i’m naked.’

characters. cirrus, cumulus, aurora

themes. SMUT

[warnings] strap-on, oral, fingering, marking, spanking

[gender neutral reader]

ghouls

a/n: i couldn’t resist hehehe

➳ cirrus

soft dom

loves being on top

there will be a strap-on involved

doesn’t matter what you have going on down there

fuck she knows how to use it too

“you just love it when i fuck you huh?”

amazing with her fingers

pants more than moans

gropes your body like no tomorrow when fucking you

love handles will always be sore after a session with her

not a huge fan of marking you up but will do it if you ask

she’ll give plenty of spanks if you’re being naughty

but she’s never too harsh on you

talks you through it

“that feel good?”

you let out a whine that is music to cirrus’ ears.

“you love letting me destroy you huh?”

her hips move and grind against yours as she hits a spot inside you that has you seeing stars. your mind practically goes blank and all you can think about is how good she’s making you feel.

“there! right there cirrus!”

“right here? you want me to abuse this spot inside you?” you nod desperately at her words.

cirrus moves your hips to a better angle which allows her to hit the spot with ease. she reaches her hand between to two of you and starts using those magic hands of hers and it nearly sends you over the edge.

➳ cumulus

pillow princess

body worship

so so gentle

she loves taking it slow

loves to feel you against her

favorite position is definitely lotus

praises you like no tomorrow

“that’s it pretty thing, so good for me”

not super vocal but when she is she whines

like to leave hidden marks on your chest or inner thighs

almost never on your neck surprisingly

also has magic fingers

loves making out while you grind your hips against her

loves getting her hair pulled when she goes down on you

cumulus tucks a piece of stray hair behind your ear as you both mindlessly grind your hips against each other, moving in all the right ways.

“you always make me feel so good baby.” she says cupping your cheek.

the praise makes your head spin and you move so you’re hovering above her and you hold her leg up for better access.

“tell me how good i’m making you feel”

she lets out a strangled moan before responding.

“so so good”

“that’s right, only i can make you feel this amazing.” you say as you move faster.

➳ aurora

she’s a lil freak

acts all innocent but is an absolute freak in the sheets

will have you switch positions maybe fifteen times

loves giving head

and is amazing at giving head

would stay between your legs forever if you’d let her

“your taste is the best thing on this planet and it’s the only thing i desire”

loves to paint your body in markings

thighs, neck, chest, hell even your stomach if you’d let her

she goes feral for markings

like tying you up and sometimes likes being tied up herself

in the rare instance where she gives you control

loves when you’re begging

her moans sound heavenly

loves pinning you down while she does her thing

you’re a mess beneath her, you’ve lost count of how many orgasms she’s pulled out of you. you’re whole body aches in the best way possible so you’re really not complaining.

“you still with me my dear?” she says from on top of you.

you nod mindlessly without even thinking about it.

“tch, i think i’ve fucked you dumb” she giggles, clearly not even phased by how many times she herself as cum.

“i think you’ve got one more left for me, don’t ya?”

for a moment you hear exhaustion in her voice as you pull at your restraints.

“tsk tsk behave pet” 

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i couldn’t leave my ghoulettes out now could i?

.love always <3 pearl

.masterlist

[imperhine-deactivated20241019]

trying my hand at casual pieces of writing instead of forcing myself to sit down and write thousands of words. here's aurora with fem!reader who's never received oral. obvious nsft under the cut. implied poly!ghouls because i couldn't help myself. 500-ish words not proofread because im asleep

"not even by the others, you're kidding me?" aurora says, exaggerating her shock by placing a manicured hand over her chest.

"certainly not." you say, eyebrows furrowed. the two of you are in silk and satin nightgowns, drinking rosé and giggling. somehow, the ghoulette made you agree to play truth or dare with you.

"it's an experience, that's for sure. pretty hot, i'd say." she says teasingly as she moves closer to your face. you can smell her sweet, hot breath fanning against your skin. "knowing that makes me want to let you experience it, can't believe that i'm your first time." she giggles, expression turning lustful. "i'm glad i got to you before the others did."

your face turns red, and the next string of events fall like dominoes. it was slow and sensual, and your desperation almost wishes that she'd speed up a little. but no, aurora takes her time with you. her caresses made you shiver, her lips pressing kisses against your neck left you feeling lightheaded. she catches your mouth in a hot and open kiss, gently biting on your lower lip as she pulls away.

she hikes your robe up, drawing shapes on your thighs. you get the urge to close your legs, as her mouth gets closer to your core. but aurora has a firm grip, keeping you open for her. she tells you how pretty you look, asks you how your folds are already glossy when she hasn't even got a taste of you. your hands runs through her hair and holds her horns, earning a satisfied hum from her.

her tongue licks up your pussy, making you slip a gasp from the new sensation. the tip of her tongue dips into you, and you wonder how aurora gets this precise. a thought flashes into your mind, how her mouth flicks up against cirrus while she sat on her. how she would spend so long between cumulus' thighs, worshipping every part of her and spreading her sweet nectar on her tongue. but you snap back to reality as she alternates between flattening her tongue and diving in deeper. you're stuck between closing your eyes and keeping them open to watch her eat you out like a starved woman.

you fully lose control when she wraps her lips around your clit, two fingers pumping in and out of you. the noises she makes against you sound so filthy, her eyes looking up at you. a few more moments, and you finish with a drawn out moan. aurora doesn't fully stop, slowing down to help you ride that wave of pleasure a little longer.

she sits back up, licking her lips and taking her time to admire the mess she's made out of you. "gorgeous. and you taste just as sweet as i imagined." she says, smiling softly at you. she moves to tackle you down on the bed playfully, tail swishing behind her. "now, are you tired out? because i'm up to more fun if you'd want it."

[serene-sun]

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖊

Kinktobet days Orange- 7/9 (Vouyer/exhibition/risk)

Pairing: ghouls x ghoulettes

Warnings: perv ghouls, not proof read bc I'm on a 30 hour bus ride to Seattle

Summary: the ghouls find a little hole in the wall…

After the show, the ghouls are sweaty and ready to take off their clothes into something more comfortable.

The boys sulk into their dressing room, beside the girl's room as they prance in there.

“Look…” Swiss said, bending down a little to the wall as he held his balled-up shirt.

“Shit, I thought they filled it?” mountain said, eagerly coming to Swiss’s side and putting an eye to the wall.

“Guess not…” Swiss noted, repositioning himself to look through the hole after mountain.

“What are you guys talking about?” Phantom questioned, drawing the strings to his sweatpants.

“They’re being perverts.” Rain commented, stepping behind Phantom to his bag. He took a pair of clothes out and quickly changed his pants.

“Wait are you sure it’s the right one, Swiss? Remember, the other one they could see us back!” Sodo said, falling to his knees to see the hole too.

“A-are you guys looking at the ghoulettes through a hole??” Phantom asked out of his mind as he pulled his shirt over his head. “Is that not a little…rude?”

“Oh come on.” Swiss threw his head back at the ghoul, “So you don’t want to see Cirrus naked? I know you jerk off to that calendar a fan made of her.”

Phantom's face grew red In embarrassment, “ok Fine I mean what could you possibly see-“Phantom pushed them out of the hole and looked through it, “…they’re so pink…and..and perky…” his jaw dropped and his voice got higher.

“You all are so inappropriate.” Copia said, walking into the room, “When will my ghouls grow up?” He fake fretted, setting his mug down and stretching his back.

“Never.” Rain sighed, giving Papa a pat on the back, “Eh it’s alright, they’re just aware of the hole as you are…” Copia paused, “I think.” he grabbed his clothes bag and left the room with a small smile.

“See, even Copia thinks you’re all children.” Rain groaned as he plopped down in a chair. He opened up a bag of chips and began eating them.

“Oh but look, it’s cumulus in just a bra.” Swiss teased the water ghoul with a smirk.

Rain paused, a chip snapping between his fingers. “OK?” He got another chip.

“Oh my! It’s red and laced all over! Oh gosh, rain, so are her panties.” Swiss made a surprised voice and covered his mouth.

Rain got from his seat and pushed them out of the way, “you don’t say.” He mumbled as he looked through the hole.

Swiss hummed until a little spec of light got his attention, “shit…there’s another one?” He said while standing up.

“Really?” Mountain said, investigating where Swiss’s eyes lead, “hell yeah.”

“Shit.” Phantom bit his lip.

The girls were talking while changing, the vanity light making a warm glow on their pale skin.

Cirrus was sitting down on the couch in her underwear, the light green ones she always saved for ‘lucky’ shows. She lay her head on the armrest and kicked her feet up on the other end of the couch, her knees crossed on the other arm. She pushed her sweaty ebony brown hair back and sighed.

“That was a great show but I'm...burnt out..” Cirrus sighed as she put her arms behind her head.

“Yeah, I think the boys just have better energy when we go to this stadium,” Cumulus replied, unclipping the clasp of her bra behind her.

“Ah..” Phantom accidentally moaned, watching the way Cirrus lay there with her breast out, and her panties lazy around her thighs.

Swiss unzipped his pants, the room was so quiet the ghouls had to ‘snap out of it’.

Mountain did the same, pulling his heavy cock out and wrapping his sore hand around it.

Sodo watched the two, he eyed Phantom and the way his bulge pressed against his pants.

“Shit.” rain said, watching the way Cumulus’s breasts burst out of her tight red bra.

Swiss jerked his length, spitting in his hand and squeezing himself from his base, dragging his hand up to his tip and twisting it.

“Look at them…so clueless,” Swiss noted to the group, tugging at his length.

Sodo reached his hand down Phantom's pants, giving him a mischievous smirk as he palmed his erection.

“W-want her so bad…” Phantom groaned while watching the way Cirrus moved off the couch and off to take Aurora's clothes off.

“Yeah? Want to shove them into a wall and fuck them?” Sodo teased as he started to hump his thighs while palming Phantom.

Phantom let out a small trill as he watched the small ghoullette clothes be put away and her nude body shines in the dressing room.

Swiss whined as Cumulus put a shirt on, he watched her with prying eyes until she was clothed again.

Mountain hummed, feeling his tip twitch at the sensation of his hand before letting his load spill across the stone wall.

“Shit….they need to keep this hole..” Swiss grunted.

“It's not our fault it's here…” Phantom moaned.

[a-lonely-little-phantasm]

Hello Gadies and Lentlemen!

I’m Henry/Spence, and I’m a writer/ghost poster!

You may not have heard of kinktober, but I will be participating in Ghost Kinktober this year.

Also, I fluctuate with pronouns for Terzo. I use she/he for her.

I write mainly Gender neutral or AFAB, but if you want me to edit a certain fix to include masc terms, I am open to it.

Henry’s kinktober..

1. Thigh riding — Copia (Top Reader)

2. Viewed Masturbation — Sodo (Bottom Reader)

3. Virginity — Cumulus (Bottom Reader)

4. phone sex — Omega (Bottom Reader)

5. On camera/camstar — Alpha (Switch Reader)

6. Anon sex — Cardinal Copia (Not implied)

7. Exhibition — Omega (Bottom Reader)

8. Overstim — Secondo (Bottom Reader)

9. Edging — Sunshine (Bottom Reader)

10. Face-sitting — Cirrus (Top reader)

11. Bondage — Terzo (Top Reader)

12. Dom/sub dynamics — Rain x Dewdrop

13. Biting — Dracopia (Bottom Reader)

14. Oral — Y!Nihil (Top Reader)

15. Blasphemy — Cardinal Primo (Bottom Reader)

16. Corruption — Popia (Bottom Reader)

17. Mirror sex — Terzo (Bottom Reader)

18. Mommy/Daddy kink — Mountain (Top reader)

19. Pegging — Sodo (Top Reader)

20. Cockwarming — Popia + Phantom

21. Tipsy — Secondo (not implied, more lemony.)

22. Fingering — Aurora (Bottom Reader)

23. Size kink — Mountain (Bottom Reader)

24. Hatefuck — Popia (Switchy reader)

25. Religion/Praying kink — Phantom (Top Reader)

26. Spit kink — Aether (Top reader)

27. Threesome — Terzomega (Bottom AFAB! reader)

28. Blood/fear play — Mary Goore (Bottom reader)

29. Knife play — Sodo (Top reader)

30. Age gap — Primo (Bottom reader)

31. Top-riding — Sunshine (Bottom M! Reader)

[ivpapaemeritusiv]

Addeline: The Darkness at the Heart of my Love

A captivating tale of love, sacrifice, and power struggles that delves into the pressure faced by the band's frontman, Papa Emeritus the IV, as the evil clergy demands he take a wife to continue his bloodline. The story unfolds as he meets a young woman willing to sacrifice everything for him, but she eventually grows weary of her role. As she seeks a new path, another character steps in to support her, leading to a complex web of emotions and loyalties within the band and the malevolent ministry, threatening to tear them all apart. Amidst these pressures and complexities, the question remains: can their love endure, or will it be their undoing?

Characters: Papa Emeritus and original female character; Sister Imperator, Papa Nihil, Papa Emeritus's children, Swiss/ghoul, Sodo/ghoul, Aurora/ghoul, Cirrus/ghoul, Aether/ghoul, Mountain/ghoul, Rain/ghoul, Cumulus/ghoul.

Fanart

Chapter 1: Holy Mother

Chapter 2: Come Together for Lucifer's Son

Chapter 3: Summoned For a Divine Cause

Chapter 4: Wanna Bewitch You in the Moonlight

Chapter 5: Are You Ready to Stand Rite Here Rite Now?

Chapter 6: You Want to Play with the Sire?

Chapter 7: I'll Be the Shadow, You'll Be the Light

Chapter 8: Can You Hear Me Say Your Name Forever?

Chapter 9: Elizabeth, in the Chasm where was My Soul

Chapter 10: I'm Your Rock, Baby

Chapter 11: Kiss the Go Goat

Chapter 12: Cry For Absolution

Chapter 13: You Will Never Walk Alone

Chapter 14: And We Are Tied as One Eternally

Chapter 15: Suffering For the Lord is Not an Easy Thing

Chapter 16: Kaisarion, A Prophecy Told

Chapter 17: Your Beauty Never Ever Scared Me

Chapter 18: This Chapel of Ritual

Chapter 19: That Glitter Wasn't Gold

Chapter 20: It's Your Burning Yearning Need to Bleed

Chapter 21: Drink Me, Eat me, Then You'll See the Light

Chapter 22: Opus and Cirice

Chapter 23: Call Me Little Sunshine

Chapter 24: Your Desolation Led You into This

Chapter 25: The World Rests Heavy on Your Shoulder

Chapter 26: Can't You See That You're Lost Without Me?

Chapter 27: Together As One

Chapter 28: Meliora

Chapter 29: But He's The Guy You Wanna Do

Chapter 30: Don't You Vomit Savage Slurs

Chapter 31: They Don't Hear Your Cries in Your Own World

Chapter 32: And You Know That It Takes Two

Chapter 33: Scourge In the Guise of Sanctity

Chapter 34: I Am the One Lascivious

Chapter 35: Can You Hear the Rumble That's Calling?

Chapter 36: You Go Down Just Like Holy Mary

Chapter 37: No Return from This Excursion of Possibilities

Chapter 38: All Your Faith, All Your Rage, All Your Pain

Chapter 39: I Know You Need It Now to Make You Feel Alive

Chapter 40: Even When You're Dead and Gone

Chapter 41: If You by Then Have Forgiven Me

Chapter 42: Faith is Mine

Chapter 43: You Share Not the Blood of Ours

Chapter 44: We Will Break Away Together

Chapter 45: We Focus on Your Death

Chapter 46: Future is a Foreign Land

*There is an alternate ending to this story on AO3*

[da-rulah]

Easily one of the most beautiful depictions of food play I've seen.

Given that I've been beta reading these fics for Mel for quite some time, I read this one a couple of weeks ago and instantly fell in love. So much, in fact, that it has inspired a scene in my upcoming fic. Do yourself a favour and read this artistry. So much work and love went into it, and it absolutely deserves all the attention.

October 20th

Foodplay, Aurora x Reader

Previous Day | Next Day

Masterlist

Words: 4.7k

Warnings: Food play; hella sapphic (I was in a mood and decided to make it everyone else's problem lmao you're welcome); slow burn; chef!Reader; established relationship; blindfold; semi-public; marking; nipple play; biting; spit as lube; fingering; praise kink; cum eating; recommended listening: Opera.

Taglist: @sodoswitchimage @enchantedbunny @bitchywitchygardener @thew0man @sodomiser @the-did-i-ask @copias-sewer-rat @gehrmansbignaturals @deetz-ghuleh @onlyhereforghost @zombiesnips-blog

This is another favourite of mine, please enjoy!

🔞 MDNI 🔞

The Ministry kitchens had been dimly lit by hundreds of long, black candles, flames flickering with the gentle breeze that flowed through the air conditioning vents and cooled the metal room. The gentle and sweet tones of classic opera were floating around the room to hush the electrical hum of the kitchen appliances and make the room feel just that bit more atmospheric.

Aurora had no idea you were planning this, but now she was back off tour and Papa had given her a significant chunk of time to just exist, it felt like the perfect moment to reconnect with her. Her helmet was off, her long hair tied back in a low ponytail and your hands covered her eyes as she walked tentatively into the room.

“It smells great.” She commented, though still a little nervous. She didn’t know where you were and that was what she didn’t like.

“I hope so, it took me ages to make it all. Okay.” You removed your hands from her eyes and took a step back. You couldn’t see her face, but her audible reaction was enough to elicit a beaming smile from you.

“You did all this?” She asked, clearly pleased by the surprise.

“Well, Papa helped decorate. I wouldn’t let him go near the food for obvious reasons.”

Her beautiful hands came up to cup your cheeks as she pulled you in for a gentle kiss. “Thank you so much! I love it!”

“You’re welcome.” You wrapped your arms around her waist. “Welcome home.” You gave her another kiss before you let her go. “Right, tonight we’re playing a game.”

“Oh?”

“I have been practicing how to make these dishes to absolute perfection. I want to blindfold you and see if you can tell which dishes they are.”

“How many are there?”

“Six.”

“Six!?”

“Three meals and three desserts.”

Aurora sat at the table in the centre of the kitchen and rubbed her hands together. She tried looking around in the darkness for some hints or clues to help her tell which dishes you’d cooked, but she couldn’t see anything from her position. So, she sighed. “I’m ready, let’s go!”

You gently tied the blindfold around her eyes and made sure she couldn’t see what was happening in front of her before you ran to grab the food. You lay each item out in front of you, giving yourself easy access to each dish.

“What happens if I don’t guess them correctly?”

“You don’t get to eat tonight.”

Aurora slapped you playfully. “Don’t you dare!” She paused. “What happens if I guess them correctly?” Her tone was a little suggestive in comparison to her last question.

You sat down on the bench next to her. “What do you want to happen?”

Aurora just smiled at you. “What’s the first dish, chef?”

The first dish was perhaps the easiest of the three but by no means the least delicious. Spaghetti carbonara; a delicious dish made with spaghetti, eggs, Pecorino Romano cheese, guanciale (or pancetta), and black pepper. The luxurious richness that envelops each strand of al dente spaghetti in a delicious embrace is the first flavour to meet your taste in a dish like this.

A tantalising role is played by the salty, savoury overtones from the crisped guanciale or pancetta, which gives the dish a delicious smokiness that lingers and creates a pleasing contrast with the creamy sauce.

The Pecorino Romano cheese, which generously coats each forkful with a robust and salty tang, greets you as your teeth sink into the pasta. It embraces you with its nutty, salty embrace. By adding depth of flavour, this cheese counteracts the dish’s richness with its distinctive sharpness.

The dish becomes more complex with its taste, and adds a zesty, mildly spicy kick thanks to the finely ground black pepper that has been cracked and sprinkled throughout. It offers a soft warmth, similar to a warm embrace on a chilly night.

You twirled a fork in the pasta and tried to gather as many of the ingredients as you could in a small enough bite so as not to make a mess and make Aurora embarrassed. “Open wide for me.” You told her, your voice low and soothing against the backdrop of Pavarotti and the Philharmonia Orchestra. Gently, you deposited the forkful of food into her mouth, and watched intently as she chewed politely, moving the dish from one side to the other and working hard to figure out what it was she was eating. Her brows furrowed cutely as she thought.

“Carbonara!” She said excitedly.

That was an easy one. “Correct!” You said.

“That was incredible, though, holy shit!” She was never one to mince her words when she liked something.

You ran to the freezer to grab one of the six coupes of raspberry sorbet, and explained to her what it was. “It’s to cleanse your palate between each meal so you don’t confuse the flavours.” You fed her the whole scoop of sorbet - it was only one, but it took a few cuts with the teaspoon to get it to disappear.

The second dish was osso buco; a savory and hearty Milanese specialty that features braised veal shanks simmered with white wine, broth, onions, carrots, celery, garlic, and tomatoes. It’s often garnished with gremolata, a zesty mixture of lemon zest, garlic, and parsley, which adds a burst of freshness to the rich, tender meat. This dish is known for its complex, comforting flavors and is often served with risotto or polenta. The veal shank, which has been expertly braised, yields easily to your fork and reveals its meltingly soft, succulent core, giving off an impression of unctuous tenderness.

To create a delicious harmony of flavours that dances on the palate, tomatoes add a luscious, fruity acidity. Combined with a rich, velvety sauce that coats the meat has earthy undertones from sautéed carrots and celery and a deep, mellow sweetness from caramelised onions.

Each bite is infused with a delicate, fragrant bouquet of rosemary, thyme, and garlic, which adds layers of complexity and a tinge of Mediterranean warmth. The dish is given a depth of savoury umami and a gentle, nuanced acidity by the white wine and broth, which have been simmered to perfection.

The gremolata garnish adds the finishing touch with a burst of vibrant freshness and zest. With each forkful, the combination of zesty lemon, pungent garlic, and vibrant parsley adds a fresh, energising contrast to the velvety rich sauce and tender veal.

Purposefully, you added risotto to the dish to throw her off, hoping she’d confuse it with another dish that was somewhat similar. Which she did. “Risotto alla Milanese?” She asked.

“Unfortunately, my love, that is incorrect. You think we have the money for saffron?”

“What is it?”

“Osso buco!”

She slapped her knee. “I would not have got that in a million years!”

“Really!”

“Yes! I only ever had risotto alla Milanese once when I went with Papa on a business trip up to Milan. He paid for it. It was expensive.”

You fed her a spoonful from a fresh coupe of raspberry sorbet. “That would be because it came from one of Papa’s fancy Milano restaurants that has the money for saffron.”

You noticed that a bit of the sorbet had pooled at the corner of her mouth without her noticing. You didn’t think, with your hands full you had no way to wipe it away, so you leaned forward and placed an open mouth kiss to the corner of her lips in an attempt to not make it obvious you were straight up licking her face.

At the crescendo of Un Bel di Vedremo from Act Two of Madama Butterfly, Aurora turned and locked her lips with yours, her hands moving up to your neck to pull you in for a surprise and passionate kiss. Her tongue darted into your mouth and you could taste the raspberry sorbet on her earning her a moan from your lips.

When you finally pulled away, she giggled. “What was that?” You asked.

“The music was getting intense, I just wanted to try it out and see something.”

You fed her another spoonful. “Okay, and…?”

“That felt incredible. My heart did a flutter and it felt like I was flying.”

You giggled a little at that, but understood what she meant. It was a very cinematic moment, for sure.

The final meal was lobster ravioli, a decadent pasta dish that combines plump, luscious lobster meat with delicate pasta pillows. It’s often served with a creamy tomato or seafood sauce and garnished with fresh herbs. The first bite reveals the lobster meat, which is tender, succulent, luxuriously rich, and delicately sweet, similar to the sea’s treasures. Every morsel tastes like the salty kiss of the sea.

The lobster filling is encased in soft, velvety pasta that offers a delicate counterpoint to the robustness of the seafood. It seems as though the pasta was created to cradle and highlight the lobster’s beauty.

The dish gets a layer of lusciousness from the creamy sauce, which frequently contains tomato or seafood broth. Every mouthful is infused with a velvety elegance that contrasts the lobster’s inherent sweetness. It is rich, decadent, and subtly tangy.

The dish is garnished with fresh herbs and a hint of lemon zest or parsley for a burst of freshness and vibrancy. These components improve the flavour as a whole, like a cool breeze on a summer evening by the sea.

The oceanic allure of lobster, the delicate pasta, the creamy sauce, and the vibrant accents of herbs and citrus work together to create a harmonious medley of flavours.

On your fork, you picked up one piece of ravioli and gently placed it in her mouth, waiting ardently for her answer. “This one’s tricky.” She announced between chewing. “Definitely seafood, but I can’t tell if it’s crab or shrimp.”

“Ah, interesting.”

“Which means it’s neither.”

“What? Where did that come from?”

“Your reaction. If I was right you would have told me. It’s ravioli… but what’s the meat? Lobster? Lobster ravioli?”

“Correct.”

You went to grab another coupe of raspberry sorbet.

“Really? You can afford lobster but you can’t afford saffron?”

“Saffron is ten dollars per gram!” You sat down and began feeding her the sorbet. “Lobster is only twenty euros per kilo if you go to the right vendor. You get more bang for your buck with a lobster. Besides, one of the cardinals requested lobster for one of his own private meals this lunchtime, and I thought it was a great idea.”

“So this is cardinal leftovers?”

You sighed which triggered laughter from her. “Yes, my love, I went back upstairs after the cardinal’s dinner and I scraped all the little lobster bits off the plate and turned it into ravioli. Watch out for the extra chunks of vegetables and whatever else went into that dish. This is a real Frankenstein’s monster of a pasta dish.”

“Did you feed me this because I fuck you good and Italy doesn’t have a Red Lobster?”

You wanted to be mad at her and chastise her for ruining the moment, but your head tilted back and laughed instead at her poor joke. “There is actually a Red Lobster in Roma as far as I know.”

“And you’ve never taken me there?” She acted offended. “Do I not fuck you good enough, is that it?” She placed one of her hands on your chest over your heart.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

She placed her hands around your neck and pulled you in for another kiss. “I love you too. What’s for dessert?”

As was the same with the meals, there were three options for dessert. The first, cannoli. The delicate, shatteringly crisp exterior of the crispy shell gives way to a slightly chewy, tender interior in a symphony of textures. It resembles a golden, edible treasure chest that is filled with sweet riches.

The filling is a masterpiece of creaminess and is typically made of a velvety ricotta cheese mixture. It has a luxurious dairy richness that envelops your taste buds in a comforting embrace. It is smooth, luscious, and slightly tangy.

There is a lot of sweetness, but it’s never overbearing; rather, it’s perfectly balanced. Due to the inclusion of ingredients like tiny chocolate chips, candied fruit, or chopped nuts, the ricotta filling is frequently punctuated by flavorful explosions on a small scale. Each bite is a harmonious fusion of textures and tastes thanks to the addition of these delightful contrasts.

The cannoli is covered in powdered sugar, which adds an ethereal sweetness to go with the creamy filling. It adds sweetness in a subtle way without overpowering the overall experience.

These components work together to produce a dessert that is both indulgent and delicate, providing a sensory experience that is both texturally fascinating and flavorfully exquisite.

Aurora took a bite and was so surprised at the crunchiness, she made a sweet little noise. Her hand came up to catch as many of the crumbs as she could but quite a few had found their way to the floor.

“Cannoli!” She said immediately, her mouth still full of cannoli. “How would I not know your favourite dessert?”

“Honestly, I put this in just in case you didn’t know the rest of the dishes.”

She hit you. “Give me another bite of that, baby.”

You fed her another mouthful of cannoli, gulping at the sight of her. Her lips wrapped around it obscenely, in a way you only saw when she was on her knees taking your strap. She lifted her head to better reach the dessert you’d unintentionally held just out of reach, exposing her soft, beautiful neck in the process. You chastised yourself for perving on her while she was eating, but it had been so long since you last saw her you were almost experiencing withdrawal. And the little noises of delicious approval she gave you were going into your ears and shooting straight down to your cunt. You couldn’t help it. When she’d finished her dessert, she took your fingers into her mouth to lick off the remaining ricotta. She had to have known what she was doing, surely?

“What’s next?”

You shook your head and closed your mouth, pulling yourself out of the horny trance you were just in.

The penultimate dish, tiramisu: a beloved Italian dessert known for its luscious layers of coffee-soaked ladyfingers and mascarpone cheese. It’s delicately flavored with cocoa powder and sometimes a touch of liquor like rum or coffee liqueur. The mascarpone cheese layer offers a velvety, luscious embrace that is both delicate and indulgent, and the first spoonful is a revelation of rich, creamy decadence.

As they yield to your fork with a soft, sponge-like tenderness and release an espresso-infused essence that is both bold and mellow, like a warm, comforting hug, the coffee-soaked ladyfingers offer a satisfying contrast.

The dessert’s surface is flecked with cocoa powder, which adds a bittersweet, earthy flavour that harmonises beautifully with the mascarpone’s sweet creaminess and the coffee’s warmth.

An understated alcoholic kick, frequently from rum or coffee liqueur, adds a level of complexity and gives the dessert a chic, boozy undertone that dances on your palate.

The bitterness of the coffee and cocoa provides a well-balanced counterpoint that keeps the overall taste experience from becoming overly sweet. It is a dessert that achieves perfect harmony, much like a well-balanced symphony.

The noise she made when she took that bite was downright lewd in your overstimulated brain. It was a deep, gutteral moan akin to the noise she makes when your lips wrap around her for the first time that night. Her tongue escaped to mop up the leftover mascarpone and cocoa powder and you felt your breathing get heavier. Your mouth was open, almost drooling at the sight of her enjoying the food you cooked, your mind filling with completely sinful thoughts to the point you could barely think of anything else. Your hairs stood on end, goosebumps decorated your skin, and your eyes were watery where you’d not blinked in who knew how long. “Tiramisu.” She whispered. “My favourite.”

“Fuck, Aurora.”

“Last one. Quickly.”

The final dish: Panna Cotta. Meaning “cooked cream” in Italian, it’s a smooth and silky dessert made by simmering cream, sugar, and gelatin. The result is a delicate custard-like dessert with a subtly sweet, creamy flavor. Panna cotta is often served with a fruit coulis or caramel sauce on top for added flavor and elegance.

Each spoonful glides across the tongue with a velvety, melt-in-your-mouth sensation that is incredibly smooth and opulent, giving off an initial impression of silkiness.

The flavour is delicately sweet, like a delicate caress of sweetness, letting the cream shine in all of its pure splendour. It has a tinge of vanilla that adds a warm, fragrant embrace that improves the overall experience.

The texture is ethereal, as though a cloud had transformed into a sweet. With each delicate bite, it dissolves easily because it is tender but firm enough to hold its shape.

Her lips were stained with the red of the fruit coulis when she took her final bite and that was when the last thread of sanity inside of you snapped and exploded without your permission or desire to. You stood from your seat, throwing the cutlery down on the table and spread her legs so you could stand between them. Your hands cupped her cheek and rested on her arm as you leaned down and licked the coulis away from her top lip, the strawberry flavour tingling your tongue and earning you a moan. The hand that rested on her arm moved upwards to untie the blindfold as your tongue gained entrance to her mouth in a heated kiss, the taste of the panna cotta now registering on your tastebuds and making your girlfriend even more delicious than usual.

Being the tiny thing she was and weighing next to nothing, you picked her up off the stool and placed her on the table without breaking the kiss, your hands beginning to roam around her clothed body. The frustration you felt when you realised she was still wearing her Ghoul uniform was severe. You needed her naked. You needed her easily accessible. You just needed her.

Her waistcoat was the first to get removed and thrown somewhere into the darkness, followed by her black shirt that you all but ripped open. She squealed into the kiss, but didn’t protest, her own hands coming to remove your clothes as best as she could with you being feral in front of her. You unclasped her bra, uncaring which one she was wearing or even what the colour was and launched that across the kitchen too. Your hands worked at her jeans, ripping them from her body in desperation to get at her core. She was left only in her panties.

Your lips moved from hers, down her jaw and to that sweet spot at the crook of her neck, and revelled in the gasp she released when she felt your tongue licking and sucking a hickey into her skin. “Oh my… God!”

You kissed down to her nipple and sucked it into your mouth, swirling your tongue over the soft bud and alternating between sucking, licking and biting. Every time you bit her, her hips bucked upwards, her cunt searching for stimulation. Your newly spit-soaked fingers dipped into her panties, black lace - her bra must have been too, and began stroking her clit as soon as you reached it. Another gasp was taken from her, followed by a pornographic, “Yes!” Fingers dug into your biceps as she fought to keep herself grounded.

You released her nipple from your mouth and moved up to her lips, not kissing her, but so close you could feel her breath on your face. You delighted at the look of anguish on her face as your furiously and roughly rubbed at her most sensitive bundle of nerves, her eyebrows furrowed upwards and nostrils flared as she tried her hardest to breathe through the desperation she felt. Wanton moans tumbled from her open mouth, becoming more and more strangled the faster your fingers moved.

“You didn’t tell me what the final dish was.” You told her in a low voice, almost a growl. You felt her cunt flutter at the sound.

“What?”

“What was the last thing you ate, princess?”

“Fuck! I don’t know.”

“You have to tell me otherwise you don’t get to cum.”

“Fucking hell! ___, please!”

“What did you eat last?”

“Flan!”

“No, baby, that’s Spanish.” You inserted two fingers inside her and she released a scream when you tapped up. “Try again.”

“Fuck! I don’t know. Blancmange?”

This time you laughed at her; taunting her as you relentlessly hit her g-spot over and over again. “You know blancmange but you don’t know what you just ate?”

“Your fingers weren’t inside me when you fed me!”

Your free hand reached back over and picked up the spoon and small glass of panna cotta, shoving them both into her empty hands. “Have another taste now that my fingers are inside you.”

“Fuck!”

You backed your head up a little bit to watch her dip the spoon in the glass. Her tongue came out to steady the spoon as her hand was shaking from the pleasure until finally the spoonful of the dessert had disappeared down her waiting throat. She let out another whine at the taste then placed the glass down next to her. “Panna cotta!”

“Good girl!”

There was still a small amount of liquified and melted sorbet left in one of the coupes on the table, and so your brain did perhaps the most obvious thing once it comprehended what your eyes had announced. Your free hand wrapped around the stem and poured it onto her clavicle, wasting no time in licking it back up off of her, sucking until another hickey formed.

“Shit! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum for me.”

You felt her tighten around your fingers and pulsate as her orgasm hit her, her mouth hung open in a silent scream and gasping for her lungs to start working again. As usual, you continued to provide stimulation until her orgasm had completely ended, and her brain had begun working again and she peppered your face in kisses. “That was incredible!” She said in between pecks. Her hands made their way to your trousers and fiddled with the button to free you as best as she could. “Your turn.”

You, in the desperate need to access your lover’s body, ended up mostly clothed. You were free of your own shirt and undergarments on the top half, but your bottom half had remained untouched the whole time. And so, as soon as your positions were switched and she was standing in front of you, she made light work of the offending garments that blocked her from her goal. As soon as you were completely bare to her, sat on the table and core fully out on display, she spread your legs, pulled up a chair and got herself situated. Rather aptly timed, the sweet tones of Duo des Fleurs began to play over the speakers which made both of you giggle. It seemed ridiculous to have sex with opera in the background as oftentimes the lyrics did not match the situation, but as soon as Aurora’s began her work, you understood it immediately.

She started by giving you faint, gentle pecks to your calves that were timed irregularly so you didn’t know when they would happen. Any exposed flesh she could touch was tenderly caressed by her fingertips, adding yet another layer of sensation to the already gentle touches. Then her lips advanced towards your pubic mound. Before she kissed you, you could feel her breath flowing between your folds, making you shiver in anticipation of her touch. Sweet and soft touches working in tandem with the music echoing throughout the room had you seeing stars without the pleasure even beginning.

You unintentionally screamed out at the first broad, rough lick. However, this was quickly followed by her lips encircling your clit and sucking with as much force as they could, giving you an intense pleasure that bordered on pain. The tip of her tongue continued to work your clit in a variety of directions with her mouth still closed, her movements seeming erratic. Her head moved in all directions as she sucked on your sensitive bud to keep your pleasure as vivacious as possible, your hand still tangled in her beautiful, long hair as she gave you the most delicious pleasure. She continued in this manner for what felt like an eternity. She remained face-first in your core, unyielding and unwilling to stop until you reached your peak, even when your hips bucked and you began using her face for your own pleasure.

All of this was heightened by your surroundings, the location - the fact that anyone could walk in and see you laid bare for your lover in the place you worked. The music that made your head spin in a heavenly manner. Aurora’s tongue and mouth working to make you feel as good as she possibly could, with her fingertips digging into your flesh and rubbing soothing circles. The smell of the desserts, especially with your eyes closed, filled and clouded your senses. You’d seen the pleasure on Aurora’s face when your fingers were deep inside her as she took another bite of panna cotta, and the curiosity got the better of you. You leaned back on the table slightly and reached over to the plate of cannoli, fingers wrapping around the hard shell and bringing it to your lips.

The crunch got Aurora’s attention, but she only smirked as you enjoyed the treat with her lips still attached to you. And the sensation was nothing like you’d experienced before.

Your mouth tingled at the tang of the ricotta, your tastebuds falling under the similar control from the food that Aurora had at your centre. It offered a sensory delight that was both texturally intriguing and flavorfully exquisite; delicate and indulgent. Undoubtedly among the most delicious creations to ever grace the palate, it was a tantalising explosion of flavours. A beautiful composition of crispy, creamy, and sweet components. The combination of the dessert and Aurora treating you like one, had you floating in ecstasy and was quite possibly the most heavenly experience ever created.

Your pleasured moans occasionally harmonised with the music; your eyes rolled back. “Please don’t stop!” You practically whispered as you got ever closer to that edge, her mouth working harder and faster as ever. She knew you’d lose that feeling if she stopped what she was doing, so she didn’t. Instead, she accelerated her movements and increased her fervour and, when you’d swallowed that last bite of cannoli, you allowed yourself to fall, crashing back down to Earth from the heavens as you reached orgasm, your fist tightening in her hair and your eyes squeezed tightly shut, climaxing all over her face. Your mouth opened wide as your back arched and a stream of profanities spilled out. Aurora didn’t stop until you pushed her away.

With her swollen pink lips stained with your cunt, she was unquestionably a sight to behold as she emerged from your wetness. She sat up to get closer to your lips with a knowing smile on her face and a giggle in her throat. You pulled her in for a passionate kiss, overwhelmed by the incredible orgasm you’d just had, her thumbs continue to caress your thighs. “That was amazing, wasn’t it?” She asked, a bright smile on her face.

“We need to do that more often, holy shit!” You agreed.

“You know, I thought those cannolis were exceptional. Didn’t realise they’d be orgasmic though.”

You kissed her again. “You fucking idiot.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.” You sighed. “The food’s gone cold.”

“We have a microwave.”

“Ugh, heathen! I’m starving.”

“What, that cannoli wasn’t filling enough?”

“I’m actually going to break up with you.”

She kissed you. “Come on, let’s get dressed and get some food.”

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Ghoul Masterlist

Ao3 Link

List of Masterlists

Any smut will have a star (*) next to it!!!

Ghoul X Ghoul

Only When It Counts* - Swiss X Aether

Wants and Needs* - Phantom X Mountain

Don't Wanna Talk About It* - Omega X Ifrit

Rained Out - Rain X Mountain

Adoration* - Swiss X Aurora

Like You Love Me* - Aether X Rain

Guiding Hands - Swiss X Dewdrop

Magic Hands* - Sunshine X Cumulus

Caught* - Rain X Dewdrop X Mountain

Steam - Rain X Dewdrop

Excuses, Excuses (Part 1)* - Phantom X Dewdrop X Mountain

Excuses, Excuses (Part 2)* - Phantom X Dewdrop X Mountain X Swiss

Tense* - Aether X Omega

Early Mornings - Mountain X Swiss

Ghoul X Reader

Sour Day - Mountain X Reader

Safe With The Enemy - Phantom X Angel!Reader

Essential Oil - Mountain X Reader

Leech - Ifrit X Reader

Step On Your Toes - Mountain X Reader X Swiss

Headcanons

Ghouls X Fallen Angel Reader

Sub!Omega X Dom-Ghoulette!Reader

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fyi - not really writing anymore. some links may be broken so please let me know if you find any 🩷

✧ = nsfw

Sleep Token:

Inhuman Vessels Headcanons ✧

Inhuman Vessels Purring Headcanons

II SFW Headcanons

II NSFW Blurb ✧

III NSFW Alphabet ✧

III and Hair Pulling ✧

IV NSFW Alphabet ✧

Dinner [Vessel x reader]

Movies [Vessel x reader]

Staying the night [Vessel x reader]

Homecoming [Vessel x reader]

Ticklish [Vessel x reader]

Bunny [Vessel x reader x IV] ✧

Pictures [II x reader] ✧

Dreaming [III x reader] ✧

Rabbit Hunting [IV x reader] ✧

Fangs [IV x reader] ✧

Leash [IV x reader] ✧

Storms [IV x reader]

Cuddles [IV x reader]

Twilight, part 1 [IV x reader] ✧

Ghost:

Primo w/ Tattooed Partner Headcanons

Rain Ghoul NSFW Headcanons ✧

Phantom Ghoul Cuddles Headcanons

Aether Ghoul NSFW Alphabet ✧

Rain ghoul Period Comfort Drabble

Sleepy Ghoul Smut Blurb ✧

4am Adventure [Mountain x Reader x Aurora] ✧

[emeritus-fuckers]

emeritus-fuckers masterlist (ghouls)

Multicharacter:

Ghouls comforting their depressed s/o

Comfort after losing a loved one headcanons - Primo, Copia, Mountain, Swiss, Sodo, Rain and Cumulus

Ghouls pining after a Sibling of Sin

Ghouls Pampering You

The Ghoulettes NSFW headcanons

Copia's ghouls babysitting his baby

The Ghoulettes comforting a polyamorous person

A kink for every Ghoul (CW: CNC for Chain.)

Ghoulettes with a nonbinary lesbian goth s/o

Water ghouls helping a newly summoned ghoul learn their instrument

Chosen Ghouls with a darling who shuts down emotionally

Ghouls with a darling who suffers from back pains

How would Copia's ghouls react to their s/o teasing them in public?

Character exclusive content:

Alpha

Alpha Headcanons (SFW)

In the Before Times ⸸ Alpha x Omega NSFW

“Living Heated Blanket” - Alpha Ghoul x GN! Reader

Omega

Yandere Terzo and Omega throuple headcanons

Yandere Omega headcanons

Omega and Aether with a pregnant Ghoulette darling

Being in a poly relationship with Terzo and Omega

Feel Better Omega Ghoul

Day 16 of Kinktober: Size kink - Omega Ghoul

Call me your master ⸸ TerzOmega smut series (1/7)

In the Before Times ⸸ Alpha x Omega NSFW

TerzOmega as dads

TerzOmega's daughter and her first pet

Swiss

Old Papa Nihil and Swiss comfort headcanons

Swiss relationship and NSFW headcanons

Swiss with a pregnant Ghoulette s/o

Ghost characters comforting their s/o after the loss of a pet

“The red means I love you” ⸸ Yandere!Swiss Army Ghoul x gn!Reader cw cannibalism. blood. descriptions of slight gore. imprisonment. brief descriptions of violence.

Sodo

Sodo relationship and NSFW headcanons

Sodo fluff headcanons

Sodo with a pregnant Ghoulete s/o (headcanons)

Sodo with a mentally drained s/o (headcanons)

Sodo with a FTM trans s/o NSFW headcanons

Sodo with a shy darling pining for him (headcanons)

Poly!Mountain, Cumulus and Sodo comfort headcanons

Little "kisses" with Sodo

Ghost characters comforting their s/o after the loss of a pet

Sodo finding out his s/o writes songs

Yandere Sodo headcanons

Chain

Chain NSFW Headcanons

Rain

Yandere Aether, Rain and Mountain headcanons

Mountain and Rain with a FTM trans s/o NSFW headcanons

NSFW Rain Headcanons (+ Aftercare!)

River

“Wet as a Water Ghoul” - River x AMAB!Reader (NSFW)

Aether

Yandere Aether, Rain and Mountain headcanons

Fluffy Aether headcanons

Aether and Phantom headcanon

Omega and Aether with a pregnant Ghoulette darling

Mountain and Aether comforting their s/o after a loss of a friend and a pet

Aether being your piercing buddy

Day 41 of Kinktober: Cockwarming - Aether Ghoul x reader

Mountain

Yandere Aether, Rain and Mountain headcanons

Mountain and Rain with a FTM trans s/o NSFW headcanons

Platonic yandere Mountain with an angel s/o

Mountain with an innocent s/o NSFW headcanons

Mountain with a pregnant Ghoulette s/o

Poly!Mountain, Cumulus and Sodo comfort headcanons

Mountain NSFW headcanons

Day 46 of Kinktober: Corruption II - Mountain Ghoul

Mountain comfort

Overprotective Mountain fluff

Mountain and Aether comforting their s/o after a loss of a friend and a pet

Ghost characters comforting their s/o after the loss of a pet

Hiking with Mountain

Pebble

Dating Pebble

Delta

“The Dark Lord’s Intent” Delta x GN! Reader

“Good Morning” - Delta x GN! Reader NSFW

Phantom

Little kisses with Phantom (headcanons)

Aether and Phantom headcanon

Phantom fluff headcanons

Phil (Special Ghoul)

Special Ghoul NSFW headcanons

Cirrus

The Ghoulettes (Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine) with their s/o

Cumulus

Cumulus relationship and NSFW headcanons

Cumulus NSFW headcanons

The Ghoulettes (Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine) with their s/o

Poly!Mountain, Cumulus and Sodo comfort headcanons

Ghost characters comforting their s/o after the loss of a pet

Yandere Cumulus headcanons CW: poisoning, manipulation, gaslighting. factitious disorder implied.

Cumulus with a darling who gets exhausted easily

Cumulus with an insomniac s/o

Sunshine

The Ghoulettes (Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine) with their s/o

Aurora

Nothing yet.

Zephyr

Zephyr breeding headcanons

Ifrit

Ifrit with a pregnant s/o

Day 7 of Kinktober: Marking - Ifrit Ghoul

Day 52 of Kinktober: Blood II - Ifrit Ghoul

Papa Nihil's Ghouls

Papa Nihil's Ghouls introduction headcanons

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hello simps, i'm trying to get myself to write more. if you read fanfiction for ghost (especially x reader) what type do you prefer? i do plan of having a variety of things but i'd like to hear your opinions :^) apologies for using the tags but this is for Science™️