#save me unprofessional aether save me

[tinyluvs]

once again thinking about unprofessional!aether who helps mountain with his bad back by straddling his ass, letting his quint flow through his fingertips while he massages his back and once mountain is pliant, he shuffles to sit over his thighs, tugging mountains pants down so he can stuff his cock into mounts perfectly loose hole, shushing him gently whilst telling him that it’ll help and to just trust him while he grinds into him

unprofessional!aether who takes advantage of aurora’s obvious distaste towards the speculum and offers her an unorthodox way to stretch her little cunt out. starting slow with two of his fingers, then three, then four and then suddenly he’s sinking his entire fist into aurora while she cries, whimpers, says that it’s too much but won’t let aether pull away from her, so he just smirks, tells her how well she’s doing for him and coos gently at her when she cums, clenching and gushing around his wrist

unprofessional!aether who accidentally writes down swiss’ appointment time wrong so when swiss walks into his office early he catches aether with his pants down around his thighs and his cock disappearing into the wet clutch of his fist and before he knows it, swiss is dropping down to his knees, barely managing to ask can i?, before aether is feeding his cock into swiss’ mouth, making swiss forget what he was even there for

unprofessional!aether who gives cirrus supplements and waits patiently for her to come back embarrassed because no matter how many times she cums her cock will not soften, aether just says it’s a side effect and that he knows how to help her. it’s totally professional when he gets her comfortable and jerks her off until she’s cumming in puddles over his office floor, until she’s crying that it hurts but it just feels so good, until she’s cumming dry and her cock has literally no choice but to soften

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[princessghuleh]

i was thinking about the way they sign off as "a nameless ghoul" on their socials and somehow it got me thinking about what the ghouls would have each other saved as if they had phones (another tangent💕💕)

- swiss would have phantom saved as like "bug ❤️" and aurora as "princess💕" but would have dew saved as "dick sucker #1" (mountain is #2) and rain saved as 🐟 or something because he thinks he's funny

- he'd have the girls saved as something cute and respectful like cumulus would be lus 💘 and cirrus would be cir ❤️ but he's low-key terrified of mist (even tho she's actually so sweet she's just shy) and he only has her number because papa was trying to plan yule and freaked out and just put everyone in a gc but she's never even on her phone and he just has her saved as mist. like there's no need for the full stop he just put it here (and sunshine is saved as like 🍒 or sm and she has him saved as 🍆 cos they're funny)

- rain would save everyone as their names w the cute little symbols and hearts

- dew has aether as aeth❤️❤️ and everyone else (apart from rain he's rainy even tho he claims he hates that because it sounds childish) as like cunt and he can't tell who's who

- cirrus would just have everyone as their names but her girls have a heart next to them

- phantom has everyone saved as an inside joke (apart from all the papas he's so scared of being disrespectful so he has them saved as like Papa Emeritus II etc so in the pack group chat it's like "microwave❤️" (dew), "9incher" (swiss) and "Papa Emeritus The Fourth.")

- aether would have everyone saved as something super cute like someone sees their name on his phone and go awwww out loud it's that cute - cirrus is definitely my wife 💋 (they're married idc), dew is like waterlily, cumulus is cue💞 etc etc (he's the only one who has copia saved as copia, everyone else has him saved as papa)

- mountain is like cirrus but without the hearts, he's never on his phone so he never even thought about it like that (he doesn't have phantoms number saved)

- aurora has everyone saved as something stupid that only makes sense to her and phantom (and occasionally swiss but he's given up) like dew is just saved as some really dumb emoji and no one knows why and everytime she's asked about it she'll look at phantom and they'll burst out laughing and swiss has to comfort dew and be like they're not bullying u baby i promise even tho he doesn't know what it means either

- cumulus has the boys saved as their names/nicknames with a <3 and has the girls saved as her nicknames/petnames for them with a colored heart that she associates with them

- sunny has everyone saved as a sex joke. idc. the girls are probably saved as mommy #1, etc

- copia has them all saved as "Water Ghoul" "Multi Ghoulette" because he's scared he'll get given out to for being unprofessional (hes literally papa.) (swiss has begged him to change his name from "Multi Ghoul" to "MY FAVOURITE" so many times)

[asmund-scion-of-ice]

The Grave

The Blind Eternities. The chaotic swirls of indigo and violet gently brushing past, yet violently bursting around me. My destination was far from the center of the multiverse, and even farther from Ravnica. I strained to keep my concentration as I was buffeted by the aether between worlds.

And then I was there. I flapped my wings to maintain my altitude. Airborne, I surveyed the ground below. It was a surprisingly warm night, the temperature only twenty below freezing. I slowly spiraled down, tears streaking my face and turning to ice as they flew off into the quiet night.

Two familiar mountains greeted me, ugly patches of boulders and rock staring up at me. A great, black wall spread across Herenshem Pass, built there over a hundred years ago and still standing. A cobble road lay at the bottom of the valley below, empty save for some snow drifts. At the tops of Fjall Virding and Fjall Blot rest two great obelisks of white stone, glowing in the bright moonlight. 

I landed first on Fjall Virding, to the east of the wall into Herenshem. Two guards, a kobold and a dwarf, snapped to attention, their heavily furred and cloaked bodies rigid even in the cold wind. They smartly salute, then nodded as I dipped my head in their direction.

The two stepped off into the night, north towards their home, and their guard shack. The two quietly stepped in and shut the door; with my keen night vision, I could see them looking through a low window. I ignored them, and turned to the obelisk, taller even than I, standing at 100 feet tall. There was an engraving mounted facing west, toward Fjall Blot.

“We honor the fallen dead. We honor their great deeds. We honor their lives. We honor their sacrifice. May they forever be honored and drink in Dolg’s Great Mead Hall.”

I stayed there, my head bowed. Tears fell to the broken, desecrated mountain rock. The only holy thing about this place was the obelisk. None were buried on the mountain top. Even three hundred years later, bones, armor, and weapons were being discovered in the valley below. 

I sat back on my haunches and concentrated, pulling moisture from the air. I formed a bouquet of lilies-of-the-valley, their icy stems and petals never to wither, never to melt. I placed them by the 356 others encircling the monument, ensuring the plaque was still visible. 

May the Valkyries guide you ever onward, my brave warriors.

I slowly walked to the edge of the mountain, facing west. A sheer cliff, not nearly as tall as it used to be, stood below me. I did not jump, I did not launch myself. I fell. The wind whistled in my ears as I fell. One thousand. Two thousand. Three thousand. With a roar, my wings snapped open, and I aimed to the top of Fjall Blot.

I landed, startling one of the guards. The other, an older looking tengu, stood smartly and saluted, smacking his unprofessional shieldmate with the butt of his spear. The startled guard, a young human woman, scrambled to gather her senses, and salute. I harumphed, and flicked my tail in her direction.

She squeaked, and swung her spear at my tail, slapping it down into the crumbling rock. Her eyes went incredibly wide, her flowing chestnut hair blowing in the wind from under her helmet, framing a scar across her nose. I squint at the two, causing the black feathered tangu to pull his charge into the nearby guard hut, where I could hear frantic, high pitched whispering.

I sighed, and turned to this monument. It was identical to the other, save for the plaque. It’s base was also surrounded by lilies-of-the-valley, all of ice, 356 in all. I sat for a moment, reading the plaque, facing east toward Fjall Virding.

“They sacrificed their lives. They sacrificed their hopes. They sacrificed their dreams. Their families sacrificed. Their friends sacrificed. Their nation sacrificed. May they forever by honored and blessed by Svass, living ever in her light.”

I again created another ice flower, this time pulling from the snow on the mountaintop. As I was shaping the flower, the frantic whispering grew to angry squawking. The Shield Maiden strode out of the guard hut, walking directly to me.

“My Lord Baron,” she began, bowing in half, visibly shaking, unarmed save for a short sword at her side, “I have always wanted to ask you something.” I sat silently as her shieldmate approached, looking absolutely mortified.

He began, “Please, Ula, leave Baron Frostwing be!” The tengu reminded me very much of Barnaby, and I couldn’t help but chuckle as he continued, “I am so very sorry, Baron. She’s young and fierce, and doesn’t-”

Ula cut him off, “I very much know what I’m doing!” She huffed, ignoring her superior. “My Baron, why are you here? Did you truly care for these folk? Weren’t they just your fodder?” I recoiled slightly in surprise as my anger began to mount. How could she possibly know? What did she know of hardship, of strife? I built this nation to be prosperous, with none wanting!

“My Baron,” Ula continued, “this nation is yours to command, but how could you have done this? You killed hundreds of thousands! You killed many of my ancestors!” Her shouts echoed in the quiet night, carrying into the valley below and to the wall. The tengu looked incredibly fearful, stepping back and doing his best to bow. Tears fell from Ula’s eyes.

I reached out to swat away this insolence. This battlefield would gain another corpse. Yet, I could not bring myself to do it. There was no reason to. Why was I so angry? I sighed and snaked my neck down to the woman, “What are you truly angry about, young Ula?”

Startled, she stepped back, only a single step, turning it into a battle stance, unsheathing her short sword. She lowered it, and then dropped it, tears streaking down her pocked face, “My b-brother. He was s-stationed h-here just a year a-ago. He d-died up here! In the cold you so carefully keep around the mountains!” She stepped forward, punching me in the snout. It hurt, but I didn’t move as she began pummeling my face, “H-how DARE you!? You m-make us watch out for the e-e-enemy, when you conjure such storms as to throw my brother to his death!!” She was screeching now. The tengu had disappeared into the guard hut, most likely trying to magically hail his supervisor. I let Ula continue, her scar helping warp her face into a mask of pain and anger.

She continued screaming her brother’s name, Faas, over and over. Reinforcements arrived for the poor guard after perhaps fifteen minutes, a number of dwarves and humans armed to the teeth, ready to take Ula away. I waved them off with a wing as the young woman slowed and then stopped, panting in the cold.

“I understand your pain, young one,” I sighed, pulling her into a strange snout embrace with my wing. “I lost all of my brothers and sisters when I was young. It was unfair, and painful.” My breathing began to slow, trying to calm the both of us down. “Your brother was an honorable man. Faas Shieldbreaker, a good name. I shall add him to the List of Remembered.” Ula pulled away, her light, amber eyes somehow even wider; closer now, I could see her scar looked like that of a blade, from below one eye to below the other. It looked oddly familiar.

“Really? You would... you would do s-such a thing?” She was incredulous.

“Faas will be remembered alongside the names of the honored dead. He sacrificed his life for his nation and his Baron. He deserves remembrance.” I stood to my full height, reaching out to Ula. The ice lily-of-the-valley was gripped between two talons, “Take this, young Shield Maiden. In it are the memories of all those who have died for me. Faas honorably sacrificed for me, for you, for your family.” Being Remembered would mean his family, and she, would receive a state pension higher than that of those lost in non-combat duties. That, and, it was believed, he would have a better chance of entering Dolg’s Great Mead Hall.

Her chestnut hair flowing from under her helm, the young woman took the flower of frost and collapsed, crying again. I spoke quietly, “I only have one request. On this day, every year, come back to this spot, on or off duty. I will be here, and we will pray to Svass for her warmth, and Dolg for glory. What say you?” The young woman could only nod.

I swiftly created another flower, and placed it at the monument, melancholy filling my mind. Ignoring the rest of the guards, I prepared to leave. Yet, I heard harsh, heavy breathing struggling its way to the scene. I turned, only to see the guards, now only angry from the climb, split to allow a man through. A young, handsome man, wearing extremely expensive robes and the seal of my government, finally stepped forward, a blonde goatee and wispy hair flying from under his hood. 

“My Lord Baron, may I take this woman away? I heard tale of what she’s done. She’s disgraced her family, and the title of Shield Maiden. Please, let me exile her!” The retainer had an evil glint in his eyes, a sly, unwelcoming smile across his blue lips; he was accustomed to power, and clearly enjoyed exercising it. He shivered as he moved to grab Ula and remove the flower from her hand.

“STOP!” I roared. The guards didn’t move, nor did Ula. The retainer fell backward. “Who are you, boy?” I snarled, showing him my teeth.

“I am M-Mayor Taavi Oathkeeper’s son, Tad,” he began, standing and straightening his robes. “I will take this weakling from your sight, clearly she has angered--” 

He yelped as I pounced forward, my talons tearing his robes, “SHE, ANGERED ME?! HOW DARE YOU!? YOU KNOW NOTHING OF SACRIFICE! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO THIS MOUNTAINTOP!?” I roared, nearly blasting his head apart with the sheer volume of my anger. I quickly quieted, a menacing tone overcoming me, “Tell your father that you will be relieved of whatever position you have here. You are hereby conscripted to guard this post until you learn the meaning of sacrifice. You will purchase your own gear, and you will begin training in the morning.” I looked up to the gathered crowd, breathlessly watching the spectacle unfolding. “Is that understood, boy?”

I let him up as he frantically nod, watching him practically sprint from the mountain. The extra guard contingent followed the young man down the rocky steps. I sighed, turning to Ula, drawing mana into my body.

“Ula, you who have sacrificed, you who have honored, you who have stood for your beliefs, I grant you my boon: your sword will be that of ice, your voice of thunder. Use this gift wisely, and help others so that we will never see the day we have to erect another monument such as this.” I pushed white and blue mana into the woman, forming the enchantment around her soul. 

Shakily, she replied, “Thank you, My Lord Baron.” Her knees weak from her exertions and the magic I just poured into her, she used her discarded sword as a crutch. Her tengu guardian grabbed her.

“Thank you, My Lord Baron. May you always have honor and glory.” He turned tail and nearly ran with Ula to the hut. I watched them and took to the skies, heading to the capital. I had some thinking to do.