#rainy day magick

[malsperanza]

Rainy day in NYC, for some reason leading me into a nostalgic mood, remembering downtown in the 1970s and 1980s, when this city was more marvelous and strange than the Emerald City of Oz, hospitable to artists and freaks and weirdos, pocked with strange

The city has always had magical portals - streets and corners that lead into other worlds. One was west 19th Street in Chelsea, an area now populated by mega-wealthy Wall Streeters who live in full-floor lofts and dine nightly at the wildly overpriced restaurants with named chefs. But then it was a district full of professional photographers' studios; at twilight in winter, if you walked down the side streets between 5th and 6th Avenues, the windows above would sparkle and flair with the flash of studio cameras.

At 35 w 19th Street was The Magickal Childe, the scariest store I've ever been in. It sold witch stuff, and was run by warlocks. There were dried bats and human skulls long before that stuff could be bought on Etsy. It smelled like incense and sealed tombs. In the back, behind thick curtains, was a little room where you could get a palm or a Tarot reading, and where, no doubt, unspeakable things happened after hours.

At 9 west 19th Street was Revolution Books, the communist and socialist bookstore (which still survives in Harlem). They carried books you couldn't easily find elsewhere, obscure collections of Fanon and translations of Ho Chi Minh's poetry. I found the collected writings of Subcommandante Marcos there in the 1990s. There was no Internet to order these things. Last time I looked, the storefront housed an upscale interior decorator's shop. We don't have nearly enough of those in NYC.

There were lots of other bookstores in the area too - used books and used records at Skyline Books a block down, at 13 west 18th Street, was one of many.

Also on 18th Street, at mid-block, was an enormous secondhand clothing store. I wish I could remember the name. In the window on a mannequin was the gold lamé halter dress worn by Marilyn Monroe in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. It belonged to the shop owner, a former Broadway dresser who was a master costumer. A lot of the clothes were former costumes from Broadway and the TV shows, or design samples from the then-thriving Garment District. He had hundreds of wedding dresses. When I wanted to make a huge costume dress for Carnival in Venice in around 1981, I bought a massive wedding dress from him for a few dollars. It was from one of the soap operas - I think One Life to Live. It still has the name of the character sewn into the label inside. He got enthusiastic about my project, so he added enormous padded side panniers and redid the already plunging neckline and filled out the immense puffed sleeves with tissue. We added a black lace train and I sewed small black feathered imitation crows that I bought in the wholesale flower district on 26th Street all over it. I was the Queen of Winter for many years, going to Venice for Carnival. I wish I remembered his name.

"She left me her Necronomicon, number 141 of the first edition of 666 hardcover copies, inscribed by Simon: 'To Greymalkin, As per the missing page of the Nec… ‘Blessed Is, Blessed Was, Blessed Will Be…’' " (https://www.nypress.com/news/the-doom-that-came-to-chelsea-EDNP1020030610306109999)

[sentientgolfball]

hello, may I ask for:

¹²⁾ “no underwear?”

with Dew and Swiss? Maybe feminization, Dew wearing a skirt, if you are okay with it? >:)

You said Dew in a skirt and I blacked out

Swiss has been staring at Dew all night. Really all of them have, but Swiss was the most obvious. Can you blame him though and Dew looks like that? 

The pack had decided they had enough lazy days after returning from tour, so they threw on their glamours and hit the town for a night of bar hopping. When Dew walked into the common area where everyone was gathered waiting to leave they almost didn’t make it outside. He was in a skin tight, short little black dress. His hair was down with just the smallest bit of Infernal magick streaming out of his glamour to make it seem like it was glowing. The dress was strapless with the back cutout. His eyes raked over everyone with the smallest knowing smirk. 

“So are we going or what?” 

They were already at their third bar of the night. Some shitty little concert club Swiss couldn’t remember the name of. He could barely remember his own name with the way he’s captivated watching Dew dance with Rain. It was unfair how gorgeous Dew looked. It was unfair that Rain was the one who has been glued to him the entire night. Swiss nearly growled watching Rain’s had grab Dew’s waist, traveling down and around to drag to the tips of his fingers down Dew’s spine. Dew leaned into the touch, back to chest, and looked up at him with half lidded eyes. 

“Careful there Sparky” Cirrus nudges him, amusement in her voice. 

“Huh? What?” 

Cirrus stares at him waiting for him to get it. The longer he looks at her with confusion the more he starts to notice it. He sighs with a groan and works on strengthening his glamour, hiding the claws and fangs that had begun to slip out. 

“Good boy” she pats his cheek “we can’t keep having incidents or they’ll never let us leave again.” 

“I find it insulting you’d think I’d pull a Rain.” 

“We sent you into the bathroom to go take care of a murder scene and instead you had sex can you blame me?” 

“Hey to be fair I had sex and helped Rain clean it up. I was summoned to multitask, baby.” 

Cirrus rolls her eyes but there’s a grin on her face as she takes a sip of her drink. Swiss returns his attention to the two dancing ghouls and almost wishes he hadn’t. Rain has Dew pulled against him, one hand around his waist the other around his neck. Rain had his lips to his ear as the two grind against each other. That was the last straw for Swiss. He jumped out of his seat and made his way over to them. Dew held eye contact with him the whole way. Rain glared at him when he was close enough to speak to them over the loud music. 

“Mind if I have a turn with our lovely Spitfire, Rainy?”

If looks could kill, Swiss would be a dead man. His hold on Dew tightened. 

“Aw come on Rainy baby don’t you know sharing is caring?” 

“Who said I cared?” Rain glares at him before kissing down Dew’s neck. 

Swiss steps closer with a grin on his face “Getting a little bold are we?” 

“Care to find out?” 

“Alright you two cut the shit no one needs to pull a Mountain” Dew wiggles out of Rain’s grasp. Rain scowls at him. 

“Come on rainstorm it won’t kill you to let me play with Swiss for a bit. Besides, you have to make good on those promises when we get back” Dew pats him on the cheek with a wide grin. 

Rain just scoffs, pulls him in for a quick filthy kiss, and walks off to the booth the pack claimed when they arrived. They watch him go before Dew crowds into Swiss’ space. 

“What now Sparky? You got me all to yourself.” 

Swiss immediately wraps his hand around Dew’s wrist, dragging him to the nearest bathroom. Swiss locks the door once they’re inside before bending down to suck a mark over the spot Rain kissed. Dew laughs and tilts his head back to give him more room to work. 

“Real fucking excited aren’t ya?” 

“You have no fucking idea Spitfire.” 

Swiss takes a step forward, causing Dew to be pushed against the door. The fire ghoul thread his hands through his hair and hooks one legs over his hip. Swiss uses the new angle to his advantage, running his hand up Dew’s thigh before slipping under the hem of his dress. He gasps. 

“No underwear?” 

“Didn’t want lines” Dew shrugs.

“UhHuh that’s the reason.” 

Dew laughs and grinds his hips forward against Swiss’ hand. The multi ghoul brings Dew into a filthy kiss as he grabs at Dew’s cock, stroking him fully hard. Teeth clack together as Swiss makes an effort to shove his tongue down his throat. Swiss brings his other hand around to Dew’s back. He pets gently over the exposed skin for only a moment before dipping before the hem to slide a finger between his cheeks. 

Dew lets go of his hold on Swiss to pull the dress up to bunch around his hips. Swiss gives him a look. 

“What? This shit was expensive, I'm not ruining it.” 

“Oh I’ll ruin something.” 

Swiss latches onto Dew’s neck, sucking and nibbling where his gill scars would be under the glamour. He probes his finger against Dew’s asshole, huffing out a laugh when he feels wetness. He continues slowly stroking his dick as he slides the tip of his finger inside of Dew. He groans into Swiss’ neck before licking up the column of his throat to taste his mixed elemental flavor. There’s an underlying taste of whiskey and spice that Dew can’t get enough of. Dew sighs when he feels Swiss curl the finger that’s inside of him. Swiss slips a second finger into him and Dew keens, biting into the side of his neck. 

“Good fucking girl” Swiss thrusts his fingers in and out of Dew. 

He laughs when he feels his cock kick in the hand, blurting a glob of pre into his fist. 

“Shit you’re so pretty Spitfire. Need you to get all dolled up like this more.” 

Swiss strokes him faster, content to feel him clench around his fingers with every twist of his fist over his head. Dew groans when he feels him slipping a third finger into his ass. His hips twitch forward, fucking into Swiss’ fist with each downward stroke. 

“Cum for me. Be a good girl and cum” Swiss frantically pressed kisses into Dew’s skin. 

Dew groans “When have I ever been a good girl?” 

Swiss thrusts his fingers into Dew, curling inside of him and that’s all it takes. Dew bites Swiss’ shoulder with a grunt, spilling hot into his hand. Swiss licks and kisses every part of skin he can get his mouth on until Dew’s legs stop shaking. He takes one more deep inhale of his campfire and cinnamon scent before pulling away. He grins at Dew before bringing his hands to his mouth, cleaning his slick and his cum from his fingers with a moan. 

Dew takes a moment to catch his breath, smoothing out his hair and his dress. 

“You know Mount’s gonna go ballistic when you walk back out there smelling like me.” 

“Well at the very least it won’t end with another code murder” Swiss laughs “but I think he’ll be distracted by another scent.” 

Dew raises his eyebrow at Swiss, scanning over his face until it hits him like a truck. 

“No fucking way. You didn’t” Dew laughs. 

“You’re the one who decided to wear a slutty little black dress” Swiss shrugs. 

“Oh Mounty is definitely gonna lose his fucking mind” Dew palms the front of Swiss’ pants, making shudder with the feeling of his cum before spread around. 

“Now if you’ll excuse me I need to go entertain a water ghoul” Dew gives him a quick kiss before leaving the bathroom.

[paranormalactivity5]

LUPRICALIA

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Summary: Eddie leads you to believe he doesn't like valentines, when its quite the opposite, he even plans a whole cute day based on old pagan lupricalia traditions. Eddie munson x fem!reader

Notes: the reader is alternative my fics are x chubby!reader unless stated otherwise. Readers' hair is teased/messy in a cute way, please let me know if this makes the fic uninclusive. For the fit think Misa Amanes pink outfit with the heart but red and and one piece. Cross posted on tumblr and wattpad under paranormalactivity/paranormalactivity5g

A/N: sorry for bad writing english IS my first language. As a pagan and overall spooky girl you know I had to make this my Valentine fic. Although no magick occurs in the fic pagan rituals are discussed. Sorry i never post, writers block is pretty much my natural state

Warnings: none just fluff, but there are references to sexual acts and swearing ig, bad writing, loooong paragraphs sometimes, not proof read WC: 1.5k a shortiee

Eddie Munson was a very observant person, and he prided himself on that, but you didn't have to be observant to notice the change in his girlfriend. It wasn't anything bad just…..different than her usual attire. Instead when she walked up to the bench in the woods where they usually met, a red dress with a heart cut out on the chest adorned her body, a chain hanging loosely on the swell of her waist, paired with black fishnets, a black undershirt that covered her arms and had been torn perfectly, along with black go-go boots and teased hair. She walked up with a pretty smile painted on her red stained lips 

“Hi baby” you announced yourself, the boy got up to greet you bringing you into a tight hug and swaying back and forth “Hi princess” in his smooth yet grovely voice that always made your heart flutter. “So not that you don't look gorgeous….but, what's with the getup?”  “uhh it's almost Valentine's Day?” you replied as if it was obvious “And?” “And? What do mean and?” you said exasperated by him already “And how does it almost being valentines Day warrant this?” “Because baby it's a beautiful day, a day all about celebrating love, don't you wanna celebrate our love?” she went on teasily, looking at him through her lashes causing him to get distracted for a minute, his eyes falling on the small heart cut out on the chest, allowing him to see the tops of your plump breasts but as his eyes went back up they caught on your half of the matching guitar pick necklaces you wore and it reminded him of the topic, love. “I do that every day!” he protested “Fine, you don't have to love it, just let me have it.” you replied kind of disappointed, why could he not get with the of having a day about yourselves and your love? But oh he could and he was going to, you just didn't know it yet.

Eddie was trying to figure out how to surprise you on Valentine's while also making it more personal, not just store bought chocolates and a small bear when he was reading the Hawkins post and saw a column speaking of the horrors of an old pagan holiday lupricalia perfect. Now, while it was a struggle to find reliable information on it in the small conservative town of Hawkins he finally found some information he was immediately ecstatic at the idea. A lot of the traditions weren't doable, things like animal sacrifice and running around naked whipping women with animal hide, but the other ones, feast, and sex? Yeah, he could do that. So he took out some of his rainy day money, booked a reservation at one of the nicer spots in Hawkins, and began planning

Ever the overthinker eddies not caring replayed in your head for the last 13 days until the day before Valentine's. Did he really think celebrating love was stupid? If so could he not at least pretend for you? Meanwhile, it was absolutely killing Eddie to pretend he didn't care, he could tell it was bothering him, and knowing you were upset because of him hurt, hopefully tomorrow will make up for it.

You awoke at around 10 AM to the smell of pancakes, which confused you because Eddie is many things, but a cook is not one. When you got out of bed walking out of the bedroom into the kitchen of the Munson trailer you quickly corrected yourself, you were smelling burnt pancakes. You stood at the enge of the hallway looking at your man listening to his string of curses for making concrete pancakes until he noticed you “Baby!” he almost shouted as you startled him “Nooooo you weren't supposed to wake up until the pancakes were ready……or I made a second batch” he chuckled awkwardly at the last part but you didn't care about that, you walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, gave him a quick peck and when you pulled back you told him “I dont care about that honey, I care that you tried…..and convinced me that you aren't just a heartless man who hates valentines” He giggled into your neck “well I hope I can do more convincing with everything I have planned today” when he said this you immediately kissed him deeply, something about him going out of his way to plan a day with you always seems to get you going “mmph” he groaned into the clip and then pulled away “as much as I love this…thats for later” “so, whats all the fun planned today?” you questioned “well, while we are celebrating i do think that valentines day is a little generic, i decided to make it a bit more personal” you nodded along, already loving this “so i found out the history of valentines day and it comes from a pagan tradition called Lupricalia, and i figure thats more fitting for us, so i figured out the ways they celebrated and fit it into our world” god you loved this man “So they used to have animal sacrificesand obviously we cant do that so i figured we can go see the new nightmare on elm street, seems horrific enough, and then we feast at the marriot on 34th street, and then the one thing that hasent changed, we have hot, passionate sex” he clasps him hands together and all you can think about is how much you love him “i love you so much Eddie Munson” the feeling overwhelmed you so much you just had to voice it.  the cutest smile splayed across his face “i love you too princess, now go get ready!” he spoke excitedly and swatted your body as you walked back into the bedroom.

You got yourself ready by putting on a black bustier top with lace trim, a red velvet skirt, and a belt with a bat buckle adorning your waist, again paired with your black gogo boots, and makeup done perfectly when you were ready about an hour later then Eddie and you walked out into the living room where he was sat, he just starred at you, which began to make you nervous until he spoke “god your so fucking pretty” his words instantly made you feel shy “like I wish you could like, be in my head and see you walk into the room,...it would change your life” he always managed to make you feel like a giggly little girl with your first crush “you look very handsome yourself sir” you walked up to him and laid your hand on his bicep, and his face immediately went up in flames, he knew you were easy to fluster, but you knew he was too. As you walked out the door he quickly walked in front of you so he could reach the old van first and open your door “Your chariot awaits madame” in his best British accent “Why thank you kind sir” you replied in your own

When you arrived at the theatre for the screening of Elm Street 3 you got your popcorn and made your way in. About 2 hours later you come out, the movie was pretty good, and while some would argue that it's not a Valentine's movie you think it was perfect. When you arrived at the restaurant it was a bit more on the fancy side, you wondered about the possible cost of this, Eddie could sense this and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

The food was absolutely delectable and it got you wondering what dessert might be like “You know what sounds amazing?” you asked “What?” “dessert” “Ohhhhh…you know what sounds even better? Free desert.” you were confused for a moment when he started to slip one of your rings off your finger but when he got down on one knee, you got what was happening here “y/n l/n, my beautiful girl, my time with you has been the best of my life, you make me see the world in a new way. I love you in ways I never thought imaginable, every day when I look at you, I love you more, which I never think is possible but it always is, will you do me the honor, and let me be your husband?” you started fake crying, which some of it was real due to his words and got up from your seat with a loud yes then kissed him proudly. The other people in the restaurant clapped a little and within 5 minutes there was a slice of chocolate cake on your table. You and Eddie giggled to each other while eating the dessert until you looked up from the cake and saw him looking at you in which a way Aphrodite herself would point and smile “You know I meant every word and one day I really am gonna ask you, I mean there will be a lot more words and a lot more crying but one day…I’m gonna put a ring on your finger..if you’ll so have me.” “of course I'll have you Eddie” You both awkwardly leaned over the table and kissed. As you pulled back you noticed the mark your red lipstick left and went to wipe it away “Leave it.” he protested

When you got home that night and walked into the trailer you pulled him in by his belt loops “Thank you, Eddie, this has truly been amazing.” “no need to thank me, I enjoyed it just as much” You kissed him with all the passion and love that had built up through the night “Now..” you spoke softly “time for some of that hot, passionate sex you were talking about earlier” he grinned devilishly.

A/N: girl you sucked the SOUL outta him that night. Dw he sucked your soul too.

[marshvlovestv]

In honor of me having so much video game music downloaded on my phone that I ran out of storage and had to buy a new phone. My favorite track from each video game OST I have!

Bastion: Brusher Patrol (Such a bizarre clash of styles, I can't help but love this one. Shout-out to the part that sounds like Darren quietly scatting in the background.) (Also special shout-out to Build That Wall, probably my favorite vocal track in any Supergiant game)

Celeste: Scattered and Lost (I am such a normie for this choice but face it this track absolutely slaps.)

Chicory: A Colorful Tale: Song of the Wielders (I love how this song has actual lyrics but I still prefer to sing along with the Simlish version that Pizza and Chicory sing.)

The Cosmic Wheel Sisterhood: Illusion (First of all I love how every character in this game has their own theme I go feral for that kind of thing. Kurielle is probably one of the characters who stood out to me the least but by god is her theme gorgeous. I love the vocals and how a later track includes a sneaky reprise.)

Cuphead: Dramatic Fanatic (Tap dancing :D)

There are literally thirty of these so I'm doing a read more

Death's Door: The Grey Crow (A heartbreaking boss fight scored with the appropriate amount of anguish)

Deltarune: Cyber Battle (This melody is so underrated and ya know what, so are the characters associated with it. Sweet Cap'n Cakes forever.)

Elsinore: Donne, The Boat Boy (I love this song because it's associated with Lady Guildenstern, aka the best character in gaming full stop, but it's also just a fun little sea shanty that I think they made up for this game so I love that. Also has a lyrical version.)

Evergate: Police (Okay so the level with the police drones is one of the more frustrating ones in the game but the music is hauntingly beautiful so I give it a pass)

Going Under: trust fall (Marv is easily one of the most hateable video game antagonists of all time but damn if his boss theme doesn't slap)

Hades: Last Words (The rolling and the tolling of the bells bells bells bells bells)

Harmony: The Fall of Reverie: Reverie Ascendant (Lena Raine does these medley tracks so good man)

Hollow Knight: Dung Defender (By far the catchiest song about poop on my entire phone)

Ikenfell: Rose Thorns (So the insanely long final boss fight against Oxley overshadowed Aeldra's boss fight in my memory for a long time, but when I watched another playthrough and bought the OST I realized "Oh her theme bops SO much harder than his ever could")

Inscryption: A Final Duel (A hardcore remix of The Scrybe of Magicks, aka one of the only melodic tracks on the album and therefore the one every YouTube video about Inscryption uses in the background. I prefer the epic version just a bit more because honestly that Magnificus setpiece is the best moment in the game)

Jimmy and the Pulsating Mass: Fun, Sunny Day (A fun and silly track as the title suggests, elevated even more by the context in which it plays in the game. The area music alternates between this and the more somber Rainy Sunday to illustrate that Jimmy mother is bipolar [very cute and silly game])

Omori: Bready Steady Go (Like the absolute dipshit I am I actually completely missed the optional Orange Oasis when I played this game myself. Every Let's Player finds it somehow, though, and when they fight the Unbread Twins I invariably stand up and dance along to the boss music.)

One Step from Eden: Perpetual Motion (It's just a good-ass track y'all)

Ori and the Blind Forest: Conundrum (In a soundtrack of sweeping orchestral pieces, this more subdued version of theme that only plays during one small puzzle section might seem a weird choice. But I've always really liked it)

Ori and the Will of the Wisps: Kwolok's Malaise (Kwolok's leitmotif is perfect for a giant frog and the boss remix takes it to it's logical conclusion)

Paradise Killer: Go! Go! Style (This track makes me feel like I'm having a sugar rush. The whole OST does actually but this one especially)

Pyre: Path to Glory (It's just got a really unique vibe to it. I like it)

Scarlet Hollow: Avery (Chill and really beautiful. Avery themself is kind of a sleeper character at this point but I can't wait for Brandon to remix their theme when they get assimilated into a giant plant monster)

Slay the Princess: The Princess (Okay full disclosure I've only played this game once so I don't have the full context for a lot of the tracks on this OST. Maybe hearing them alongside their respective princesses will make me like them more, but for now the title theme is too iconic to beat.)

Sounds of Sympathy (the OST for the game anthology Essays on Empathy): Zen and the Art of Transhumanism (In the Essays on Empathy documentary, fingerspit talked about how she prefers writing obscenely long tracks so the loop doesn't get annoying. Unfortunately for her my favorite track on this album is only three minutes long. It's a lovely little bop.)

Spiritfarer: Mind Palace (I played Spiritfarer before any of the character updates were released, so I didn't get Daria's mind palace sequences in my game. And I mean, they look very platforming-heavy so I'm okay with that, but god this is a gorgeous piece.)

Transistor: Impossible (I think this is Royce Bracket's boss theme? I don't know when any of the tracks on this OST specifically play in game. Regardless of all that this one gets me pumped.)

Unavowed: One Man's Power (I couldn't find a video of this one, but it's gentle saxophone solo that plays when Logan Brown is introduced. I think it fits is character really well and just sounds really nice)

Undertale: Death by Glamour (Best song for best character, enough said)

Wandersong: Moonscape (God knows this game gave me a lot of great options to pick from, but I settled on this one because it's so uplifting.)

[everybodyshusband]

deus in absentia ; chapter two

[previously known as: you're so goddamn frail]

rain/swiss (the band ghost)

explicit | m/m | 6.6k words (12.5k overall) | HURT/COMFORT, coming out, crying (so much crying), making up, pet names, so much LOVE, supportive as fuck swiss, anxiety, unreliable narrator rain

—the world's biggest thank you's are in order for @spoiledleaff who helped with a few sections that were giving me grief months and months ago and to @ghoultrifle who beta'd this whole chapter and has been far more enthusiastic about this whole thing than i ever expected anyone to be <3 and if we could all pretend that this chapter hasn't taken me over a year to write and publish that'd be GREAT ksnksjfdf i hope you all enjoy the fic as much as i've enjoyed writing it !!!

snippet and ao3 link under the cut !!

As time went on and the earth ghoul still hadn’t returned, Rain found that his eyes kept flicking back to the plant mischievously, tempted to pour at least some of his water into the pot, just to see if Mountain would really notice, or if the earth ghoul was just using Rain’s lacking knowledge of earth ghoul magick to his advantage. Unfortunately for Rain’s ever-present sense of mischief, the calmer and at least vaguely rational side of him told him to suck it up and finish the glass; if not to avoid the worsening of his headache, then at least to avoid Mountain’s inevitably disappointed shake of his head. He drained the remaining water in the glass and set it on a side table, more than happy to wait by himself for however long it took Mountain to come back. Before he had the chance to sit with himself for very long however, the sound of running footsteps in the hallway startled him. Excitement sparked in him at the thought that Mountain would be back so soon, along with confusion as to why the earth ghoul would be running to return now that he knew Rain was safe. When he heard a voice call out however, it wasn’t Mountain’s.

“Rain? Baby?”

Rain froze, heart beating as his breath caught in his throat and unshed tears began to sting at the corners of his eyes. Not now. Please not now.

Not when he’d just started to feel better.

“There you are, mi renacuajo.” Rain turned his head towards the door slowly, inhaling sharply at the sight of Swiss standing there, breathing heavily, a relieved smile on his face for having found his love. “I was so worried I wouldn’t be able to find you, Rainy.” Rain could feel his chest heaving faster and with less and less rhythm the more Swiss talked. No matter how hard he tried to control his breathing, his body shook with the force of it and the tears were now threatening to spill down his cheeks.

The second Swiss noticed this however, the smile dropped off his face, immediately replaced by a concerned slant to his mouth and a worried furrow of his eyebrows as he scanned Rain up and down, no doubt taking in the signs of distress. He walked over and crouched on the floor in front of Rain, careful to avoid contact with the water ghoul. “Are you– Are you alright?”

Rain opened his mouth to tell Swiss he was fine, to tell him not to worry, to tell him to go away and leave him alone, but all that came out was a choked sob. Once he started crying again, Rain quickly realised he couldn’t stop himself. It wasn’t the multi ghoul’s fault, it never was, but the sight of Swiss had brought back every single turbulent emotion Rain had been experiencing that day. Despair and dysphoria washed over him knowing that Swiss would, inevitably, say the wrong thing and there was nothing the water ghoul could do about it. This was only followed by waves of worthlessness that took immense delight in reminding Rain that he’d be able to stop these horrible situations if only he could suck it up and tell swiss; if only he could stop being so fucking pathetic. At Mountain’s appearance, Rain had thought the worst of his day was over, but now, with Swiss’ return and remnants of his thoughts from earlier coming back in full force, he wasn’t so sure.

Who was Rain to keep such sensitive information about himself, one of the multi ghoul’s packmates, a secret from him? Who was he to use Swiss as a means of making himself feel worse without his knowledge; to force the multi ghoul to fuck him while neglecting to tell him the full details of Rain’s situation and identity? And who was he to be able to do nothing but cry at the mere sight of Swiss, his friend; his partner? He wasn’t even able to pull himself together enough to pretend he was fine, to relieve Swiss of his worries and reassure him that he’d done nothing wrong. Sathanas, Rain was a fraud. A burden. How dare he let himself break down like this in front of Swiss? All he had to do was smile, hold back the tears, and nod serenely in order to convince the multi ghoul that he was okay.

So why couldn’t he just do that?

[read the rest on ao3 !!]

[greenwitchcrafts]

Sage

Salvia officinalis

Known as: Common sage, green sage, garden sage, meadow sage, culinary sage & true sage

Related plants: A member of the of the mint family Lamiaceae that includes plants such as basil, mint, rosemary, sage, savory, marjoram, oregano, hyssop, thyme, lavender & perilla as well as catnip, salvia, bee balm, wild dagga & oriental motherwort.

Parts used: Leaves & stems

Habitat and cultivation: This evergreen subshrub is native to the Mediterranean region with it's mild to cool, rainy winters & warm to hot, dry summers.

Plant type: Perennial

Region: Zone 5-8 your sage will grow as a hardy perennial. However in the humid climates of zones 9 & farther south, sage is usually an annual, as it does not easily tolerate summer heat & humidity.

Harvest: Harvest lightly in the first year to ensure the plant grows fully. After the first year, be sure to leave a few stalks so that the plant can rejuvenate in the future & If fully established, one plant can be harvested up to three times in one season.

Planting tips: Plant in full sun & plants should be two feet apart. Sage should be planted in well draining soil like a sandy or loamy soil with good drainage. Wet soils can cause rot and be fatal to the plant. The easiest and best way to start sage is from a small plant, but you can also sow seeds up to two weeks before the last frost date.

Medicinal information: Taking sage by mouth seems to improve memory and thinking skills in healthy adults & taking it for four weeks can improve menopause symptoms. One study found that drinking tea made from sage both raised antioxidant defenses and lowered LDL or “bad” cholesterol. It also could be used for pain after surgery, lung cancer, sore throat, sunburn, and many other conditions. Sage leaves have been used in traditional medicine as a treatment for diabetes.

Cautions: Sage is possibly unsafe when taken in high doses or for a long time due to a chemical called thujone. Too much thujone can cause seizures and damage the liver and nervous system. Thujone can also bring on a menstrual period, which could cause a miscarriage so taking sage during pregnancy is not advised. It may also reduce milk production while chest feeding.

Magickal properties

Gender: Masculine

Planet: Jupiter

Element: Air

Deities: Chiron, Consus, Jupiter, Obatala & Zeus

Magickal uses:

• Use the leaves for tea for communion of Jupiter or in any workings involved with the planet & grounding

• Burn to find clarity & wisdom while asking difficult questions

• Write a wish on Sage leaf and burn it to release your intention

• Place a Sage leaf in your wallet to attract money

• Include in feminine fertility spells to boost your chances of success

• Add Sage oil incense or herbs to any spell to temper the results with wisdom

• Burn during a funeral & memorial to facilitate healthy grief and bonding with the spirits of those who passed on

• Use spells to alleviate grief & steady emotions

• Put in a satchet to carry from protection from negative energies & influences

• Burn to cleanse your home, clear negative energies & increase your intuition

• Rub sage on your forehead before divination to increase the accuracy of your results

• Pick twelve leaves at midnight on Christmas Eve to see a vision of your future husband(without damaging the bush)

• Write your desire on a sage leafe & place it under your pillow for three days. If you dream of your desire, it will soon materialize. If not, bury the sage.

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 20: Gardening

Sunny, Rain, and Mountain plant strawberries in the Abbey garden.

Thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together, and to @ghuleh-recs for making the dividers <3

"Will these do?"

Mountain looks up, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. He knows he's left a smudge of dirt behind but can't bring himself to care. Rain's walking closer to the raised bed he's currently planting in, shirt rucked up to hold about three dozen stones. He's dripping wet, starting to dry off in the late spring sun, hair hanging in curtains around his face.

The angle is something Mountain doesn't get to see every day, the water ghoul actually looming over him on his knees.

"Lemme see, tadpole." Mountain shifts up on his knees as Rain gets close enough for him to examine the stones. They're all vaguely oblong, narrower at one end than the other, smoothed by years of the lake's waves lapping at them. "These are perfect," he says, glancing up at Rain until their eyes meet, emerald to aquamarine. "Sunny's got the paint. I've got about ten more of these to plant and then could I have you water for me?"

Rain smiles, revealing his serrated teeth. "Sure thing." He bends down to press a sweet kiss to the corner of Mountain's mouth, watching pleased as punch as a blush blooms over the earth ghoul's olive skin. "You've got a little," he gestures at Mountain's face.

"Come on, Rainy, you know better. A little dirt won't kill me," Mountain sighs, rolling his eyes as he smiles fondly at the water ghoul. "We're gardening, there's going to be some dirt."

Rain returns the fond smile, flicking the finned spade of his tail on the brim of Mountain's hat, something floppy to keep the sun out of his eyes. Rain, along with the rest of his packmates, finds it incredibly endearing. He turns, heading to where Sunny's sitting at one of Mountain's workbenches.

"I come bearing gifts, sunbeam," he says, dumping the rocks from the lake into a neat little pile in front of her. She glances up at him, a paintbrush tucked behind her pointed ear, curls bouncing softly as her head moves.

"Pretty," Sunny coos, though she's not looking at the rocks. Rain preens, patting the small of her back with his tail. She rolls her eyes playfully, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him down to sit next to her. She picks up a rock, examining the smooth, grey surface. "It's a shame we've got to paint them all red."

"You want strawberries come July?" Mountain asks. "We could just let the birds and critters get them, or we could put out the decoys."

"I know, string bean," Sunny laughs, taking the paintbrush from out behind her ear, shaking the little bottle of red craft paint she brought out and squeezing some onto a little plastic palette. She starts painting each rock, coating them in red, whistling something bright that carries through the gardens as she works.

Mountain barks a laugh at the nickname, turning back to his strawberry plants. He whispers in Ghoulish as he plants each one, encouraging words of earth magick and blessing. The lines of his knuckles and his fingernails are caked with soil.

Rain meanders back over. "I can start watering the one's you've done so far?" he asks, settling on his knees on the far side of the planter opposite Mountain.

He hums approvingly, examining another strawberry plant that they're repotting from the seedling containers. They're big enough now to go in the actual ground, let the roots expand down into the earth, leaves furling out to soak up the sun. There's twenty in total, the work meditative, especially as he catches glances of Rain, brow furrowed as he focuses, pulling moisture from the air and sinking it into the soil, nurturing and precise.

The three of them work quietly, soaking in their packmates' presence. The tip of Sunny's tongue peeks through her teeth as she focuses, making the stones look like strawberries, deterring the birds and fauna from nibbling on the plants when they eventually fruit. There's plenty of berry patches in the woods not a hundred feet from the gardens for them to forage from.

Sunny hums in satisfaction, setting aside her paintbrush and calling on her air and fire to dry the rocks, now painted to resemble perfectly ripe berries. She gathers them up just as Mountain finishes tamping down the soil around the last plant, scattering them around the garden bed.

Mountain groans as he stands, knees protesting and coveralls stained with grass and dirt. "We'll be eating good in no time," he hums, nudging his shoulder against Sunny's. "They'll be just as sweet as you."

Rain's head perks up from between two plants. "And what about me?"

Sunny and Mountain share a look, bursting into laughter.

[lilypadlys]

Kinktober Day Seven: Quintosis

Ship: Aether/Phantom/Rain

Notes: Prompt list by @kroas-adtam. Prompt list here

Tags: quintosis, sex magick, cock warming, anal sex, praise kink

Word Count: 629

Read on AO3 or below the cut

According to the ministry, quintessence ghouls main skills are healing, and other medical practice, and an affinity for rhythm guitar. What the quint ghouls get up to in their free time, well, what the clergy doesn’t know won’t hurt them.

Aether supposes that training his replacement in the band counts as one of his clergy assigned duties. Perhaps they had expected more traditional means of education; assigned reading of magic and medical textbooks alike, as well as unending guitar lessons. Practical applications of quintessence are important as well though. Besides, Rain doesn’t seem to mind. Not that he has the capability of thought left to worry about much.

The scene before Aether is lovely. Phantom, kneeling between Rain’s spread legs, is buried balls deep in the water ghoul. From how Rain’s tousled locks are pillowed in Aether’s lap, he can truly appreciate the lovely shade of violet his irises have taken on. Not a speck left of cerulean left, leaving him totally relaxed. Pliant. Malleable.

Phantom remains surprisingly composed, but Rain is a wreck. He’s far beyond words. A string of little whimpers fall out of him as he cockwarms Phantom. The younger quint just shushes him. Reminds him how good he’s being and how he’ll get his reward if he’s patient for just a bit longer.

Rain’s slick everywhere. Drool leaks from his mouth, his cock spits out drops of pre where it’s resting in the crease of his hip. Aether imagines his backside matches. Rain just can’t help it; being a water ghoul and all. The sight of it all has Aether stiffening up in his own jeans. Later, he counsels himself.

Instead, Aether pets at Rain’s hair. Checks on the amount of quintessence Phantom has given him. Gently reaches into his mind just the barest amount to make sure Rain’s still doing okay. He hums in approval.

“Not a thought left up there.” Aether murmurs. “Good job Bug. Got him all relaxed.”

Phantom trills at the praise before doing his own check in with his charge.

“You doing okay Rainy? Brain’s just all melted away hasn’t it, huh?”

Rain blinks sluggishly before nodding best he can.

“You've been doing so good for us. Ready to feel good too?”

Rain hums and nods again.

“Okay, I’ve gotcha. Remember to breathe.”

With that, Phantom curls a hand around Rain’s neglected cock and begins to stroke. Even in his sedated state, Rain’s eyes widen and his back arches a little. He lets out a sweet whine as Phantom rubs his thumb over the sticky head; back and forth back and forth until Rain’s eyes cross.

“Wanna cum?” Phantom purrs.

Rain makes a sound somewhere between a purr and a moan.

Short answer, yes. Rain would really like to cum. However, he’s far from enough stimulation to do so anytime soon. Fortunately for him, Phantom can take care of that.

With a flick of his wrist, Phantom sends a jolt of quintessence straight through Rain and he’s cumming with a surprised cry. Phantom keeps it going too, longer than naturally possible just to see how wet the water ghoul can get. When it finally ends, Rain lets out little hiccupy sobs. Then Aether and Phantom are kissing and cooing over him.

“There you go sweetheart. Taking it so well.” Aether hums

Phantom rubs Rain's hip. “See how nice that was Rainy? That’s for being so good.”

Rain sighs and murmurs a little, “Uh huh…” as he struggles to keep his eyes open in the afterglow.

“Don’t fall asleep on us yet.” Phantom coos. “There more where that came from. Plus, you’ve still got to make us feel good.” He circles his hips and Rain squeaks. “Just keep lying there looking pretty for us. We’re gonna take good care of you.”

[ghostieagere]

do you have any thoughts about pet regressing ghouls?

i do i do i do !!! most of my thoughts revolve around kitty ghouls (because @sphylor's kitty dew lives rent free in my mind every single day) but hopefully i'll be able to conjure up a few thoughts about some other ghouls as well !! 💚

rain is at the forefront of my mind at the moment because another lovely anon sent a request asking me to write something about otter rainy !! so little otter rainy with their emotional support rocks and shinies piles has been on my mind a lot recently :) they love going to down to the lake when they're otter, but the ghouls won't let them because yes, they're otter, but they're not very coordinated with their limbs. so instead, there's a little plastic kiddy pool near mountain's greenhouses and fish ponds for rain to swim about and explore in when they're otter !!

and i can't talk about petre ghouls without mentioning kitty dew, of course !! he's such a sleepy little kitten, always wearing himself out after a big day of doing not much. he's very content to spend the day curled up on someone's lap, purring and stretching awake every now and then, but he also loves rushing around and playing hunting games with anyone who'll indulge him in it. that being said, he can and will sit in front of cat tv for hours and be completely entranced by it. in my head, when he's kitty, dew loves spending time curled up in a corner of mountain's greenhouse, especially in winter. when the heat lamps for the plants are on, the dirt underneath the big monstera plant gets so toasty, so dew loves spending the day hidden away behind the leaves in the warmth, purring while he listens to mountain pot plants and hum tunes to himself. (like i said before, @sphylor is a wealth of headcanons on all things kitty dew, so please please please go check out his incredible headcanons and fics about everyone's favourite little kitty !!)

aeon is a bit of a wild card in my mind. sometimes he's kitty, sometimes he's puppy and there's not really any way of predicting which way he's going to swing. regardless of whether he's kitty or puppy though, he'll be full of energy and bouncing around whatever space he's been confined to looking for playmates to roll around or hunt with. it's worth noting though, that after a day of aeon bounding around all over the place, the ghouls are likely to have a very, very sleepy creature on their hands who'll need to be tucked into a little nest with gentle touches and wished a very good nights sleep

and although this mightn't be strictly petre, i've also had a few brief thoughts about completely ghoulish omega :0 like i said, it might not be entirely considered to be pet regression since he's a ghoul anyway, but i think that when everything gets stressful, instead of going little or kitty or puppy, he'll let his ghoulish side out a little more (it's a little bit like a dog but not a puppy, if that makes sense !!). he'll communicate through growls and snarls, running about all over the place on all fours, letting off streams of built-up quintessence magick as he goes. he doesn't wear himself out to the point of pliant sleepiness like dew or aeon do, but he'll come back from his rampage a little calmer, and ifrit and alpha are always more than happy to set up a little doggy bed in one of their rooms for him to curl up in while they all wait for him to come out of it. he usually doesn't like to be touched when he's like this, but he'll never say no to ear scratches or head pats from if and alph <3

[kulturegroupie]

That time Jimmy Page invited Ritchie Blackmore to Boleskine House

(ca. July 1972)

“The visit was very interesting and a little scary. The house was spooky and gothic. That day was rainy and misty as usual on the shores of Loch Ness. There, we saw lots of amazing art, sculpture and weird logos from Jimmy Page's various societies including, obviously, pentacles.

That afternoon there was an unmistakable element of rivalry between the two guitartists. They clashed like two matadors.

Ritchie wanted to see the house: he was jealous, probably wanted to buy it himself. Jimmy Page was much more curious about Crowley, drudism, magick, celtic folklore and stuff like that. Ritchie just liked the image.

They had afternoon tea and a couple of joints, then they made their excuses and departed.”

— Dick O'Dell, Ritchie Blackmore's lighting director who he visited Boleskine House with

[nature-and-music]

Enjoy this Insatiable Need moodboard with Roger Waters. This moodboard is based on a story to accompany anon’s request story.  Please click here to read the story.  Fair warning, the story is very nsfw.

Got an idea for a moodboard, send me a request please.

David Gilmour beach

Robert Plant desert

John Bonham autumn

John Paul Jones winter

Roger Waters rainy day

Jimmy Page castle

Robert Plant Golden Muse

Jimmy Page In the Pale Moonlight

Robert Plant Comfort

Jimmy Page Magick Tricks Renaissance Pleasure Faire

John Paul Jones Here in your arms

David Gilmour Bathing Beauty moodboard

Robert Plant Erogenous Zones moodboard

Jimmy Page Romantic Bath moodboard (Request)

Robert Plant Hiking in Wales (Request)

Roger Daltrey beach and boardwalk

Roger Daltrey night in

Roger Waters and David Gilmour All That You Touch

John Paul Jones soft discipline

Jimbert Bron Yr Aur

Wrightmour cafe break

Syd Barrett gardens and painting

David Gilmour In His Kiss

Robert Plant naughty girl

Roger Daltrey and Robert Plant Won’t Get Fooled Again

Roger Daltrey and Robert Plant Won’t Get Fooled Again Part 2

David Gilmour Call Me Daddy

Robert Plant Let Me Wander In Your Garden

Roger Waters In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

Robbi Plant and Jimmy Page Lady of the Lake

Jimmy Page River Thames

Jimmy Page Yardbird Recording Sessions (Request)

Robbi Plant and John Paul Jones Bountiful

David Gilmour Getaway

David Gilmour Slave to Love

Mick Mars You Send Me Flying

David Gilmour and John Paul Jones The Sweet Taboo

Robbi Plant If I Can’t Have You

David Gilmour A Bath in Pompeii

Robert Plant and Jimmy Page Worth a 1000 Words

John Paul Jones Sweet Relief

David Gilmour Trying His Patience

David Gilmour Hot in the Market

Roger Waters Dinner and a Show

Jimbert Black Dog

Nikki Sixx Without You, I’d Be Lost

Nikki Sixx The Doctor Is In

Richard Wright (Request)

[sentientgolfball]

sooo @rainyhoursinhell got me on a Sir Rain fix but then I thought too long about genderfluid Rain and the lunar cycle so now I give you Ma'am Rain..also go read their stuff!! They are THE Raintom person

18+ MDNI

Word Count: 2570

Pairing: Rain/Phantom

Tags: she/her Rain used, collar and leash, Phantom tries very hard to be good, mean Rain, pet play/pup used as a nickname, slight mention of daddy kink

Summary: It was a super full moon tonight and Rain had to get rid of the pent-up energy somehow

It was a full moon. 

A full super moon. 

Rain had been feeling the pull of the celestial body for the past few days, which wasn’t anything unexpected for a water ghoul. She was used to the push and pull of the moon's power. She knew how to handle herself in the presence of its light. 

Something Rain never could seem to get the handle on though was those few moments in the year where the cycle got interrupted. Eclipses, blue moons, super moons, those always caught her by surprise even if she had the date marked and highlighted in every calendar in the Ministry. She was still caught by surprise when she woke up dick painfully erect like she went into heat overnight. She could already feel that high that comes with the full moon and the sun literally just rose. She figured she needed to take care of herself before she got too high off the surge of magick and adrenaline. She ran straight to the shower and made quick work of herself, shooting onto the tile wall nearly piercing her hand with the effort of keeping quiet. 

When she left the bathroom with a puff of steam and saw her half-opened closet a grin slowly spread on her face. She knew exactly what to wear for the occasion. 

Short satin dress. Spaghetti strap. Black. Matching elbow-length gloves and choker. Opal stud earrings. 

She figured the effort it would take to keep her fins glamoured all day would be worth the looks she knew she’d get. Maybe if she were lucky Cirrus or Mountain would throw her over their shoulder to go rip the dress right off. Or maybe Dew would tease her all day until she decided enough was enough and bent him over the nearest surface. Oh or what about Swiss falling to his knees begging for permission to touch and taste? Rain had to bite back a moan at the thought as she looked herself over in the mirror, making sure each part of the outfit was sitting correctly on her figure. 

When she finally deemed herself the picture of perfection, she made her way to the kitchenette hoping to ruffle some feathers before slipping away to join the other water ghouls until she returned to the den when the moon was at its peak. She must have taken longer to get ready than she originally thought because the entire pack was out, spread between the common area and the kitchen. She tried her damnedest to keep a neutral expression when any conversation halted the moment she stepped into view. She could already smell the arousal on the whole damn pack. 

It was a super moon after all. It was the one lunar event that didn’t affect just water ghouls. Sure it messed with them the most, but still every ghoul of every element would be feeling the pull tonight. She knew this and she used it to her advantage. Every single time. 

She ran a hand over Mountain’s waist when she slipped past him at the stove. She made sure to reach for the glass on the highest shelf so Swiss could get a perfect view of her dress from where he was sitting at the table. She made sure to brush his arm and lean over Cumulus while she set the table. Her tail flicked when she heard a low growl from the common area. 

“Isn’t it a little early to start this Rainy?” 

Her eyes flick up to meet Dew’s glowing ones. 

“What? Am I not allowed to look nice?” 

He huffs “Not when the new kid is five seconds away from creaming his pants.” 

Rain can hear a small squeak followed by Cirrus 

“Sorry Ant but it’s kinda obvious, I can smell you from here.” 

Rain raises an eyebrow at Dew who returns the gesture with the slightest flick of his head. 

Looks like Rain found who she’d be celebrating the supermoon with. 

Rain had to admit, she was a little nervous at the idea of taking Phantom since this was only his second moon experience, but fuck the sweet smell of his arousal wafting over the others made her head spin and it still wasn’t anywhere close to sunset. 

She decided she’d play the long game with him when he couldn’t keep his eyes off her the entirety of breakfast. She’d glance at him and he’d look away with a deep blush and oh did she long to see how far she could push him. It got even worse when she realized his chores seemed to suspiciously line up with every spot the water ghouls decided to gather at to lazily make out or to expel the pent-up magick before the real show started. 

Enough was enough, though when Phantom ran straight into Rain after slinking away when he saw Rain was nowhere to be seen with the other water ghouls. 

“You’ve been watching me all day haven’t you sweet thing?” 

His Lichtenberg figure scars glow slightly as a small wave of quintessence ripples through his body. 

“I uh I don’t know what you’re talking about Rain. I was just you know…working.” 

She tsks “Who taught you to lie? Good boys don’t lie Phantom. I thought you were good?” 

His eyes go wide when Rain turns and begins walking away. 

“Wait! Wait Rainy where are you—?” 

“Back to the den. If you can’t be good I’ll just find someone who can.” 

She turns and meets Phantom’s eyes with a bored look when she feels him grab her wrist. 

“Come on Rain please let me be good for you. I promise I’ll be good. Gimme a chance, I’ll do whatever you say.” 

She raised an eyebrow “Whatever I say? Really?” 

He nods so fast it makes Rain’s neck hurt. 

“Hm,” she hums “Guess we’ll find out if you’re still lying to me.” 

The second they’re back in the ghoul den Rain quickly wraps a hand around his horns and pulls him down the hallway to her room. 

“Good luck Bug you’re gonna need it!” Swiss calls from where he’s pinned between Cirrus and Aurora on the couch. 

“Be nice.” Aurora hisses. 

That’s the last thing Phantom hears before he’s shoved into Rain’s dark room. The lock clicks and he doesn’t even have time for his eyes to adjust before he feels Rain grab and shove him against the door. She pressed her whole body into him, stealing what little breath he had with a kiss. She teases his bottom lip with her tongue, huffing a laugh when he immediately opens for her. 

Rain slips her tongue into his mouth, making an attempt to shove it down his throat before pulling back. 

“Stoplight system, okay pup?” 

He nods with a little squeak. Rain growls and places a little pressure at the base of his neck. 

“What was that? You know how to speak don’t you or are you a dumb little puppy?” 

Phantom whines and nods his head “Yes.” 

“To which?” 

“All of the above.” 

Rain smiles, flashing her fangs before leaning in to suck a deep bruise onto his neck. 

“Good boy. But I still think you need a little training since you decided to lie earlier.” 

Rain pulls away for a moment. She fishes something out from her nightstand that Phantom can’t quite see. She throws open the blinds in her room to let the full moonlight fill the space. Phantom’s cock kicks in his pants at the sight. Rain’s skin practically glows when it hits her. The black satin is a gorgeous contrast to her pale skin and oh the darkness in her eyes was too much for Phantom. She crosses the space to stand in front of him, only this time she keeps a bit of distance. 

“Eyes on me pet.” 

Phantom's mismatched gaze immediately snaps to meet her. She smiles and takes the thing from the nightstand from behind her back, clipping it around his neck before he can even process it. He instinctively reaches up to feel the material. He’s a bit shocked when he feels the leather, whatever was against his neck felt soft and fuzzy. 

“Color?” 

“Green.” 

“Good.” 

Rain yanks on the leash he didn’t even realize was attached and he nearly falls on his ass. She pulls him over to the vanity letting him take a good long look at the two of them. Only Phantom isn’t looking at them. His eyes immediately fell to the collar. It was pink with a matching heart keychain on the leash clip. He squinted to read the words in the low light and nearly fainted when he realized what was written. 

Daddy’s girl. 

He felt another yank his leash. 

“What did I say? Eyes on me.” 

“I’m sorry!” His eyes immediately snap to look at Rain in the reflection. 

“I’m sorry…?” 

“I’m sorry ma’am” he whines. 

Rain steps back to sit on the edge of the bed pulling Phantom with her. He immediately moves to straddle her but Rain hisses, looping the leash around her wrist and yanking. 

“Nuh-uh, you haven’t earned that yet. You still need to be taught a lesson for lying. On your knees pup.” 

Phantom drops without a second thought landing hard. He’s going to have bruises for days after this is over. He looks up at Rain with those big eyes making her cock twitch. She shifts her weight just enough to lift the hem of the dress to expose her lacy underwear. 

“Sit on your hands pup. Since you wanted to use your mouth so badly that’s what you’re going to do.” 

“Yes ma’am.”

“Good boy. Now get to work.” 

Phantom leans forward till he’s slotted perfectly between Rain’s legs. He grabs the waistband of the panties between his teeth, careful not to nick her skin with his fangs. He slides them down just enough to free her cock. She’s already hard with a bead of pre pooling at the tip. He licks his lips and glances up at Rain, holding eye contact as he licks a long fat stripe from root to tip. Rain tightens his grip on the leash, letting his claws bite into his palm to keep still. 

Phantom laps at the tip before parting his lips and swallowing her down. Rain laces her fingers through his hair, gasping when her cock hits the back of his throat. He slowly pulls off, letting the flat of his tongue drag along the underside. He keeps his lips around the tip and holds for just a moment letting the anticipation build. He breathes deep through his nose before sliding down in one quick motion, burying his nose in the hair at the base. He hollows his cheeks and bobs his head. Rain moans and throws his head back. 

“Good boy. Good fucking boy pup. Do something good with that mouth.” 

Phantom’s tail snakes around to stroke and play with her balls. Rain hisses a curse and rips Phantom off her dick by his leash. He stares at her with wide eyes trying to babble out an excuse. 

“What part of mouth is so hard to understand stupid little puppy?” 

“Rain I’m sorry��“ 

“What did you say?”

“Ma’am! I’m sorry ma’am please” 

“Strip and get on the bed. Ass up.” 

Phantom jumps up and rips his shirt off sending buttons flying across the room. He almost falls on his face trying to get his pants off and onto the bed at the same time. Rain slips his panties the rest of the way off. She fishes out a half-empty bottle of lube, settling behind Phantom on her knees. She pulls one of her gloves off to pour a generous amount onto her hand. She pulls her dress up to sit above his hips. She jacks herself a few times to spread the lube and spit around. She lines herself up with Phantom’s waiting hole and slaps his ass. 

“Wait wait wait you’re not gonna prep first?” He yelps. 

“Color?” 

“Green.” 

Rain sneers “Do you really think you deserve it pup?”

She pushes the head in. 

“You spent all day stalking me.” 

She pushes in a little more. 

“You lie to my face.” 

She pulls all the way out. 

“And then you break two rules. So tell me pup do you really think you deserve it?” 

Phantom whines and writhes under her “No ma’am. You’re right I don't, I'm sorry.” 

Rain slams into him bottoming out in one thrust. Phantom howls at the stretch. Rain wasn’t big enough to really hurt him, but it still burned without any prep. He’d definitely feel her long after this was over. 

She gives him no time to adjust, immediately setting a brutal pace, one hand gripping his hip and the other keeping a tight hold on the leash. She yanks on it in time with her thrusts pulling strangled little moans from Phantom. 

“Ma’am please please. I’m good, I'm good, I promise.” 

He tries to grind his hips back on Rain’s cock, trying to get her deeper. 

“Are you?” 

“Please I am I am I’m good.”

“Then fucking take it.” 

She shifts her hips and the next thrust hits his prostate dead on. He keens and clenches hard around her. She groans and throws her head back. 

“Come on pup be a good boy. Be a good fucking boy.” She punctuates each word with a thrust, grinding her hips against his ass. 

She pulls hard on the leash until Phantom is pulled up and pressed tight against Rain’s chest. She licks and kisses over his shoulders before dragging her tongue up the column of his throat to his ear. She pants heavy and low in his ear and nips at the lobe. 

“You take it so well, slutty little puppy.” 

She pinches and twists his nipples. He whines high and feminine. Rain drags her hand down his body and grabs his dick. She jacks him as she grinds into him. It only takes a few more strokes and Phantom is spilling hot and heavy into her hand.

“Thank you ma’am thank you thank you thank you.” He pants and whines as Rain milks every drop out of him. She brings her hand to his face.

“Clean your mess puppy.” 

Phantom drops his mouth and wraps his tongue around her fingers when she shoves them into his mouth. He sucks until he feels her bite into his shoulder shooting into him thrusting her spend as deep as she can manage into him. 

She takes a moment to catch her breath before lapping at the wound to close it. She drops them onto the bed, kissing Phantom sweetly between the horns. She unclips the collar and kisses around the red marks left on his neck. 

“You were such a good boy for me pup. Come on let’s get you cleaned up.” 

Phantom whines and shakes his head burying his nose into her chest. 

“Wanna stay here?” 

He nods and tilts his head up to kiss the underside of her chin making her laugh. 

“You know we have to clean you up love bug.” 

“Aren’t you like a super water ghoul right now? Just” he gestures vaguely “magic it away.” 

“No bug, I can't magic it away, it has to go somewhere.” 

“Fiiiine” he groans. 

Rain just laughs and hauls him up, pulling him to the shower. She holds him close, swaying slightly to a silent rhythm. 

[violetziegler]

Presenting my FFXIV OCs

Kiyomi Ziegler - Paladin/Scholar/Summoner

Personality: Clever, Smart, Cheerful, Organized, Arrogant. Likes: Reading, Writing, Playing Guitar, Tea Dislikes: Clumsyness, Annoying people. Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral (Neutral Evil when in Bloodlust) Relationship: Married

Kiyomi came from the Azim Steppes to Eorzea in search for becoming a better warrior back in her homeland Even though she is more "likely" to use physical weapons, she studies Magicks for being a good all-rounder or so she says, her wife said she's been fighting more and more using a grimoire.

Bonus: Alternate Universe Kiyomi

They are almost one in the same, but 200% more cute and 100% less gothic

Kimiko Ziegler - Viper

Personality: Confident, Protective, Likes: Sparring, Drawing, Listening music Dislikes: Parties, Injustice, Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Relationship: Single

[WIP] Kiyomi's Sister.

Petra Windspeaker - Monk

Personality: Honest, Impulsive, Confident, Bold. Likes: Smoking, Cooking, Exercising Dislikes: Rainy days, Reading, Bad jokes (only she can make those) Moral Alignment: Neutral Evil Relationship: Single and not looking for any.

Nobody knows where Petra came from, as she never tells what was her tribe before becoming an adult. Her aggressiveness when answering also means she doesnt want to talk about it. Her very body its a weapon, have trained for years and its also a great teacher according to Kiyomi. she can be a bit relaxed with her words, hurting some feelings in the process, but if she likes you she means it.

Thaisie - Astrologian

Personality: Imposing, Smart, a bit Bossy Likes: Reading, Studying, Botany, Tea Dislikes: Being corrected, Lethargic people, Disorganization Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral Relationship: Single

WIP

Khloe Tomehrih - Ninja

Personality: Childish, Cheerful, Charismatic, Playful, Immature Likes: Pranks, Sleeping, Chocolate Dislikes: Cold baths, Waiting, Red dot lasers they always get away! Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good Relationship: Single

Kiyomi's wife lil sis, She's a bit silly and reminds Kiyomi of herself when younger, Khloe and Neko are from different races but got adopted at the same time, even tho they aren't blood related they are very connected

Hikari Ito - Dark Knight

Personality: Imposing, Egocentric, Charming, Vulgar Likes: Flirting, Drinking, Parties Dislikes: Loneliness, Reading, Sweet dishes Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good Relationship: Dating

Sashi Seastone - White Mage

Personality: Cheerful, Shy, Playful, Inoccent Likes: Swimming (duh), Singing, Telling stories Dislikes: Hot days, Violence, Shoes, Wearing pants. only uses when she needs to. Moral Alignment: Lawful Good Relationship: Single

Hailing from the Ruby Sea, Sashi its a different kind of Raen, she developed fish scales, reminiscent of a Koi fish always called out for being different, this made meet not a lot of people making her a bit shy around new faces. still super cheerful and always smiling she's always getting the bright side of everyone.

Lyla Lux - Dragoon

Personality: Cheerful, Playful, Sweet, Possessive, Crazy (Shark instincts) Likes: BBQs, Rainy days, Swimming (duh), Blood (she's a shark cmon)Dislikes: Roxy, Being left out, Reading, Wearing pants. yes the fishes all really hate it. Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral Relationship: Single

[WIP]

Roxy Zhao - Dancer

Personality: Possessive, Spoiled, Cheerful, Charismatic Likes: Swimming, Sunny days, Simple meals Dislikes: Lyla, Smoke, "Smart" people, Pants, Exercising (even tho she goes to the gym) Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good Relationship: Single

Alice Zhao - Alchemist

Personality: Bossy, Likes: WIP Dislikes: Pants Moral Alignment: WIP Relationship: Married

Vanity Zhao - Culinarian

Personality: Sweet, Likes: Exercising, Making her wife proud, Tight clothing, flexing Dislikes: Hot days, Moral Alignment: Neutral Good Relationship: Married

[kuraikyu]

@digenvez : She might have picked out this specific sweater just for him. Might have picked it specifically because it was very soft and warm and good to cuddle against when approaching Suguru out of the blue, taking only a second to wrap arms around his neck and pull him into a hug for him to relax a bit. [ ♡ weeee ]

To honor the fall in pursuit of new missions and folklore hunting Tokyo squad from Metropolitan Tech assembled march from campus in the sign of tripping! Their anchor - a cottage where the world feels less tacked, engulfed by woodland realm in the mountains. Geto mysteriously delayed beyond the river that divided the residence of students from Senseis by the fault of passionately conceived ideas and returned when there was nothing from the hearkened light of day. With three Pumpkin Spice lattes in his clutch, the reason was none of reaping profits, ( he merely discovered much to his surprise and bewilderment a store that sold gauges from real stones on his secret venture to scout early birthday surprises he could discover for Satoru and Shoko ). '' Sorry, I came back a bit later than planned, I discovered-- … '' The noises of cracking fireplace filled the room where a vintage tune played from the stereo. No alumni in the zone of sight, the room seemed empty so he safely assumed the rest of his companions and colleagues scattered somewhere - technically how could they not, there was a lot to explore around such a place of novelty, and students had to be wild crazy from rare tripping if not frightened by the fact they all had to awaken at deep night to track and seal rare apparitions for their mission. The scarf and outdoor shoes were first to come off, the coffee trio multitasking challenged tank by needle drop.

The Sorcerer medic before she’d been bowed and tired meanwhile slipped out of another room as soon as the other had entered; following intuitively node of interconnection. She could ambush him in rainy weather just as in warmest of sunny days. With interest that spanned far and wide, he observed her movements scooting closer. He caught a glimpse of her eyes like tones of earth and warmest tree barks looking at him with the force of nature and calmness of ponds and in addition to what is usual or strictly necessary something that brought his auto-pilot flight back from the brink.

" Oh, you're awake? Thought you went to take a quick nap since we are about to wake up late at night, either way, I brought us some coffee, '' he couldn't help but feel accomplished at the eye-welcoming shine and blink in surprise once spotting one fluffy sweater, " and it has been long since you used such crafty method on me. " A reason more to treasure sporadic over habitual that brings him highs of joy. Continually, in all kinds of ways he has to be able to stomach falling short of the mark, but there is a certain unique and strange delight when she is the one to confine him in the place of caught breath and solstice.

Behind her, the ensemble of fox-trotting flames from the hearth outlined her silhouette from shapen light-like planetary lodge kissed by lava, breeze that ventured over the window pane ajar raised and played with her hair much it would remind him a witch dancing by the fire. She found her victim, imprisoned him, and hypnotized during darkest dusk; with no chance to escape but to submit and obey her will (* and gladly). Her colors sit in his intuition, sweetening his backward eye. Always ready for a showdown she reminded him of caramel, strong and sensual browns magicked by dappled light, she could skin a bone without blinking an eye, an ever-morphing butcher of the dead, the glow of personality brought a vibrant warmth to his heart and soul. Inseparable from his own. Her fingerprints a surging medicine for mind texturing comfort, so avert from judging eye, unkind words, and frequent attempts to conceal mental pain, softening, reducing spellbinding marvel in their simplicity.

Better days are ahead for those who have put bitter ones behind. The language of her gesture resonates through the gaps and the core of his sentient being; reckoning to envisage their common relaxation. In the very midst of the desert, lucid invitation to live and to create binds itself around his neck. To feel and perceive her hues his arm concealed reverence for her virtues, returning the favor and retaining potency in tinge of lingering smile amid mutual embrace. 

Shoko. 

It is impossible — but end me if I'll ever stop holding you like this; pierce my heart with a scalpel if I'll ever deserve it. 

[kelleah-meah]

What I did for Mabon / Autumnal Equinox

Even though I'm still feeling the Equinox spirit and I will be eating Hobo stew for the next 3 days, I thought I'd share how I celebrated the start of my favorite season before my calendar gets away from me.

Like many of the East Coast of the U.S., I woke up to a rainy autumn morn with temps in the upper 50s (about 14°C). Although I struggled to make myself get up because the coziness was just perfect, I did.

But before jumping into my preparations for work, I started my morning with a meditation session, reading from my current read on a Tao master, and followed it up with an in-depth tarot reading in honor of the Autumnal Equinox.

Here is the spread I used. I found it on Pinterest and it's called the Autumn Harvest Spread ...

And this is what it told me ... as you can see, I used a slightly different layout than what the spread displayed, but I don't feel the messaging was marred by that at all.

Here were the results of the tarot reading in detail ...

Events that are currently influencing you the most ... The Fool Interpretation: You are on the precipice of something new entering your life -- a new chapter beginning. You may not know what it is or if you'll be ready, but it's in the air and it's affecting you on a profound level.

Where you can harvest comfort Page of Pentacles Interpretation: By practicing earth magick and making plans supported by practical ambitions and reality. Seek confidence and dependability while running toward your dreams. Progress happens one life-stage at a time.

How you can harvest balance and wellness 5 of Swords Interpretation: By picking and choosing my battles wisely. Focus more so on building skills and confidence, and less on obtaining hollow victories.

Something you can be thankful for or a blessing in disguise Ace of Swords Interpretation: Those sparks of clarity and "aha" moments that fill your day, year and life are the very poignant breakthroughs you seek, yet fear. A new door is opening and your conscious mind is attempting to integrate newfound information when you least expect it.

Someone you should connect with this autumn or a relationship that needs your attention 7 of Swords (clarified with the 3 of Pentacles) Interpretation: Yourself and your honest intentions toward your circle, community and humanity in general.

Where to harvest magic. An indicator of how to tap into your psychic abilities. The Devil Interpretation: In the darkness that resides in you. Delving into the shadow self brings liberation and truth from the lies we tell ourselves. Dive deep, find the truth and the healing that follows will feel akin to magic.

Where you will see shifts and changes this autumn 8 of Swords Interpretation: In the things that keep you up at night as you work your way free from the feelings of helplessness, stagnation, and fear.

Something you should focus on and master this autumn 3 of Wands Interpretation: Continuous improvement and movement in the direction you seek as you patiently wait for your energy to manifest and your dreams to become reality.

Where you will succeed and prosper this autumn Queen of Wands Interpretation: Filling your world with joy, creativity, passion and bold expression that you seek, then radiating them from within.

Overall, I pulled 4 Swords: Ace, 5, 7, and 8, which is disconcerting, but not necessarily all bad news. As a matter of fact, most of the cards point to a lot of personal growth this fall season.

The downside is that personal growth often means conflict is on the horizon. That, plus the Fool and Devil cards are making me a bit fearful, but at the same time ... hopeful.

I know that doesn't make sense, but that's what the energy is telling me. Perhaps with time, it will all make sense. ---

And as a final chef's kiss for the day, I pulled this card from the bottom of the deck to show me what energy is being reflected back at me on this lovely first day of fall.

The 7 of Pentacles felt pretty accurate given that it symbolizes a harvest slowly making its way to you. (Mabon is the second harvest of the trio that mark the changing year. Samhain, of course, is the third and final harvest of the year.)

Also, the 7 of Pentacles is a message encouraging you to express gratitude and reflect on your journey so far. That's 2 ideas commonly recommended to those celebrating Mabon. What can I say? I love when messages align like that.

Moving on ...

After my morning "connect," I forced myself to go to work even though my body was begging me to stay home.

I went in, did my thing, and came home to cook my Autumnal Equinox menu. Long story short, I skipped the cornbread because I was really tired, but everything came out well in the end, I think.

Here's a pic of my Hobo Meatball Stew in progress and the final result that I got to eat for dinner.

It doesn't look like much, but trust me, that bowl is deep and the stew is lovely.

After dinner, I enjoyed my apple crisp dessert that I prepared the night before. Here's a pic of all the apples that I peeled, cored, and chopped before covering them in the apple crisp mix and baking them.

And the pic above is what a small plate of it looked like after I cut into the finished dessert after dinner and topped with vanilla bean ice cream.

I got to devour the dessert as I watched Clue on Paramount+. It was the perfect film for kicking off the fall/autumn/dark academia season.

And after watching the film, I happily crawled into bed and scrolled on my phone as the rain outside my window lulled me to sleep.

All in all, it was a pretty good way to start the autumn season.

[marshmallowsqoosh]

[Ghost (Band) | Overheated (preview)]

I actually write a lot more than I post lmao. idk if people would be interested in the disjointed stuff but here’s what happens when sentient marshmallows have bad days. They write violence with little to not context. Just a matter of whether or not they bully Terzo and Omega or Sodo and Aether. ...Or others, I’m being bribed towards Swiss and Rain and various other combinations. (Read: Sqoosh is a weak ho) also constantly forgetting dewther applies to what i write because i don’t use dew unless i’m specifically writing when he’s bassist or someone requests i use it jfpaslkfasdf

Anyways, here, have some Era 4 Ghouls with Sodo having a Not Great Time

word count. ~750 warnings. headcanon, author uses sodo instead of dew, implied aether/sodo if you squint, minor swearing, ghouls have magicks, super short scribble

♥

Rain grabs him first, trying to cool the overheating, even when contact immediately makes smoke sizzle from both of them, "Sodo, stop, just calm down—"

Holding him at arm's length is the only thing that keeps Sodo from getting his fangs into Rain's arms or neck; he still tries to yank himself free, his entire torso heaving with the unsteady breaths. The veins of fire spread from his face, down to his neck and disappear into his uniform. His claws are heating up, but he either hasn't figured out to turn his hands upwards to claw at Rain or he actually doesn't want to hurt him. It's only then—as the struggling becomes more forceful, even when Rain's claws dig into his arms to try keeping him still—they finally realise the veins spread up to his horns. The right one burns, hot, the same as his claws and the tip of his tail; the left one—the clipped one—burns and begins to bleed a steady trickle, like a thin stream of lava. If it hurts, he doesn't let onto it, clearly more preoccupied with the pain of Rain trying to cool him down and just being overheated to begin with.

Rain's forced to let go—a slur of curses under his breath as he pulls both hands back to his body, tucking them tight against his sides—and he hastily backs up before claws or fang find their way into him, "Fuck—sorry—"

Swiss gets a hold of him before he launches at the bassist, getting both of his arms under Sodo's to pull him back, lift him off the ground, and locks his hands behind his head to keep him from headbutting back like he normally does and keep him from snapping at the arms restraining him. He can't get any purchase with the way he tries to thrash around to get free, snarl still building in his throat. "I got him, Rainy—go find Ifrit or the girls or—fuck, I'd take Mounty at this point, just go find one of the others—Sodo, calm down, I'm trying not to hurt you—"

The multi mix of fire and quintessence seems to be helping; but, it's also pretty clear that Swiss can't handle as much intake as an actual Fire Ghoul could. He's already expelling a substantial amount of smoke, trying to regulate his own fire and take in some of Sodo's just to get him a little less heated.

Aether's… pretty damn sure this is his fault in some capacity. It's hard to focus through the blind anger radiating from the Fire Ghoul and he knows if he gets closer it's going to get worse… but he can force him to cool off, at least. At least a little bit and not get boiled the same way Rain did. At least long enough that Cirrus or Cumulus can suffocate the flames or Ifrit can help Swiss or Mountain can get a hold on him and drag him down to the isolation chambers.

As he expects, the second he's in Sodo's field of view, he starts thrashing even harder, still not really thinking to kick back—but definitely trying to kick Aether or lash out with his tail. He screeches when Swiss mutters a quick apology and manages to trap the tail under his boot, at least able to put the fire out between platform and boot so it doesn't spread to the rest of the room. Aether takes the short distraction—Sodo spitting violent curses and hopefully empty threats at Swiss—to press up to Sodo, motioning for Swiss to let go and back up as he does, and holds him as tight as he can. He expects the tail thrashing and the spade cutting at his arms; Sodo trying to push himself free; and, when he fails to get away, sinking his claws in and biting down in an attempt to get Aether to put him down.

Aether just holds him tight, one arm around his waist and the other pushing against his upper back so his hand is knotted in Sodo's hair—he'll apologise later, he's sure he's pulling at it—and keeping the Ghoul in place as he bites down. "It's okay… get it out of your system, I've got you, Sodo. I've got you."

He's warmer than expected. Aether can feel his own body struggling to keep up with balancing out the awful sensation of overheating, but he just holds tight, still trying to talk him through calming down until Rain gets back.