#swiss oneshot

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Fear Me Not - Swiss

Summary: Fears are not to be taken lightly; sometimes what people may think is stupid can be a big impact on another's mental state of mind. When your job is managing the lives of others through social media sometimes the reality of how big a job it can be really takes a toll! When Aurora thinks she's a strong woman good at her job...she gets a reality check that humbles her and gives her a new appreciation for her work...even if it means facing her fear. At least she isn't alone.

Phobia: Social phobia (social anxiety disorder)

Pairing: Swiss x Aurora (Manager!Oc)

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When you are stuck in the moment of a hectic schedule, adrenaline, and the sheer magnitude of work that time costing you don't often have the moment to step aside and breathe! Not that Aurora had minded; she loved her job and she loved the chance to travel with her Ghouls and Papa while doing her job she knew she was damn good at it. But it takes a toll on one's mental state; especially if you don't take the time to stop and smell the roses every once in a while.

Unlike the rest of the girls Aurora was never apart from her lover. That knowledge is a double-faced coin. On one hand, it's always amazing to be able to get back to the hotel or the bus at the end of a show and cuddle but at the same time; there isn't a lot of time to breathe away from each other - everybody needs alone time at some point. That often means tempers get high. Aurora knew this more than anybody how stressful it could be on one's relationship. She and Swiss often were known for being the cat and dog sort of couple; even when there is respect and affection between the pair (not always outwardly shown to the public) they were people with high energy and sometimes well...heads get bonked quite often while on tour.

So you could say Aurora felt a sense of peace when her eyes opened to find the familiar room of the Multi-Ghoul staring back at her in all its dark-colored glory instead of the cramped bunk bed on the tour bus or bland colorations of a hotel room. She always loved Swiss' room, it screamed him. From the posters and maps on the walls to the knickknacks the man had on his shelves and the multiple of a different array of instruments lying in the corner. It also was rather messy, the floor was covered in clothes; both from the pair of them last night to those clothes he'd strew around while packing - he had the worst time when it came to packing for tours and since no one was really allowed into the ghoul's wing while they were not there it was clear to say his room was a mess.

The gentle puffs of Swiss' breath against the back of her neck made her smile as she nudged herself back against his chest and curled up; content to be the little spoon as she hugged his arm across her chest and played with his long fingers. His fingers had always fascinated her. Long and thick but so expert when it came to his instruments. He sure knew how to play her as much as he did his guitar.

The room was a bit cool from the fan in the corner of the room so she pulled the covers that were resting low on their waists up to her shoulder. Swiss gave off sleepy body warmth that kept her relatively warm but she always did love snuggling under the blanket with him for that extra comfort. He had one of the softest blankets she'd ever cuddled with and that was saying something because despite Dewdrop's firey personality he was a fan of soft blankets too - a fact she'd found out when months before he'd given her his favorite blanket after they got caught up in a thunderstorm having to cut their outdoor concert short.

Aurora expected that she'd be laying in bed for a while even as the sunlight streamed through the cracks of her lover's window but she did not mind it; she didn't have to do anything for work today. A fact she was grateful for - Sister Imperator had been generous when it came to the band's recovery after tours, enough time for them to relax and decompress before getting back to work. So she was happy to just lay there and maybe go back to sleep.

But that idea got thrown out the window when she felt Swiss' lips press to the back of her neck; following the curve down her shoulder before his head popped into view and he gave her a sleepy smile. Gone was his usual flirtiness and the sleep-drugged smile that rested on his lips was soft and dopey as he gazed down at her. He was feeling the effects of being home too; she could tell and it made her smile up at him.

"G'morning beautiful," he mumbled resting his chin on her shoulder to peer down at her with his whiskey-colored golden eyes.

"Morning." Aurora covered a yawn before letting him go and stretching with a groan.

Swiss rolled her over onto her back; resting on his forearms as he hovered above her. His fingers gently brushed away the mess of tangled hair from her face before a fingertip stroked down a spot on her neck.

"You gave me a hickey didn't you?" she sighed in faux frustration.

"Well...." Swiss craned his head studying the dark mark. "Not... quite a hickey..." he pressed down on it and she hissed at the ache of the tender spot.

"You motherfucker bit me." she gruffed out with a huff as she reached up to feel the mark too. Yep, definitely teeth imprints.

"Sorry." Swiss chuckled as he nuzzled against her jawline. "You weren't complaining when I gave it to you last night. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure I recall you pulling me closer and-"

Aurora's hand flew to cover his mouth; her cheeks flushing a bit as she gave him a half-hearted glare. "Don't you dare finish that thought, Swiss."

The multi-ghoul grinned behind her hand and licked her palm making her squeal and yank her hand away; wiping it aggressively against his bicep as if she could wipe his saliva away...even saliva was somehow worse than any other bodily fluid they'd shared in the past.

"You monster that's gross!" she whined playfully and her lover laughed as he pressed his face into her neck again; pressing gentle kisses along her exposed skin until she was giggling along with him.

"I'm still your manager sir! Behave yourself!" she chided playfully pushing at his shoulders.

The ghoul's grin turned a little mischievous as he hovered over her again before knocking their foreheads together gently; the nudge of his horns against her forehead was like a playful cat - a feat she thought was only Dewdrop's personality. But it was cute anyways especially as he started purring against her.

"Your my manager when we're on tour, ma'am. But when we're back at the Abbey. You're my girlfriend."

"Oh? Am I know? Did we actually decide to label us as such?" Aurora challenged playfully.

Swiss' face grew a little serious as he stared down at her; his voice dropping a few tones as he murmured. "Would you rather I mark you as mine and call you mate?"

she swallowed looking up at him and feeling her heart rate pick up. It wasn't a conversation they had often besides a few bantering comments. The thing was Aurora and Swiss never actually discussed what they were. Some would say they were dating. Others would say they were just fuck buddies. At times it felt like both. They slept together a lot but to the public, they never showed any signs of affection towards each other - behind closed doors only other team members on the Ghost project got to see Swiss' affection towards her. But there was no real label.

When she didn't say anything his face softened and the usually playful Swiss returned and he rolled off of her. "Come on, I got some stuff planned for today!" he told her excitedly as he climbed out of bed butt naked.

Aurora watched him in a daze still rolling his words around in her mind as she watched him trope towards his bathroom to take a shower; it was only after the water started running that she finally sprung into action. Dragging the sheet with her like a makeshift dress she walked into the bathroom, propping her shoulder against the doorframe as she watched the ghoul grab them stuff for a shower.

"Oh? What happened to take it easy today?" she quirked a brow.

The ghoul spun on her and grinned wide in that signature Swiss grin that was all teeth. "Aw baby you know my way of taking it easy is having fun! Now knowing you won't be breathing down my neck for the next month we can go out and have some fun!"

She snorted shaking her head. "I'm your manager it's my job-"

The male walked over to her and wrapped his long arms around her waist hugging her close to his naked frame. "No, baby girl. You're not my manager today...You are going to relax and have some fun today with me."

He bent down to drag her into a lazy kiss. "As my best friend." he kissed her cheek. "As my partner in crime." he kissed her other cheek. "And as my special girl." he pecked her lips with a smile before he yanked the sheet from her body and tossed it back inside the room.

"Now get that sweet little ass in the shower so we can get ready!" he gave her ass a quick swat before he was jumping into the steamy shower.

Aurora smirked in amusement before stepping in behind him and under the spray. They made sure to have some 'morning fun' to get a little dirty before they got clean; unwilling to leave their little bubble of domestic bliss behind in favor of going out just that second.

~

She didn't know how he managed it. Maybe he'd bribed or weaseled Papa into letting him borrow the car for this. But he managed it. Swiss has always been a smooth talker like that; what Aurora wasn't used to though was seeing him in his glamor. It was like sitting next to a stranger - a very attractive stranger but still. She'd only ever seen the ghouls in two forms. The ghoul uniform and unglamored in all their ghoulish glory. But he had to do it. The only way for him to leave the Abbey and dress normally was to glamor. Not that she was going to complain. What she was going to complain about was the freaking secrecy of this outing.

"Where are we going again?" she prodded his bicep as he drove down the road.

"You'll see." he flashed her a brief little smile.

"Swiss...." her tone was a warning. She hated surprises because they usually meant bad things when on the road.

"Aurora~" he sang back at her with that cheeky grin causing the woman to sigh and cross her arms.

The soft music of the car lulling her into a sense of relaxation as she watched the scenery. Until she realized there were too many cars going the same way as them and she looked up to find they were in some sort of double line heading inside a...was that an outdoor venue? She blinked at the ghoul owlishly feeling the familiarly dreadful friend she kept hidden raise its ugly head.

"Swiss are we at a concert?" she asked trying to keep her voice even.

"Yep! Surprise!" he nearly bounced in his seat as he was directed to a rather crowded parking area in an open field for the overflow of cars here for the venue.

"Why?"

"There's this new local up-and-coming band that's playing tonight! I've listened to a few of their singles and they are epic! You have no idea how excited I was when I realized they were coming into town; although this is their last day playing so I'm glad we managed to grab a few tickets before they were sold out."

Yep here comes the panic. The one thing Swiss didn't realize about Aurora despite the years of knowing each other was...well she hated crowds. She hated large social gatherings with strangers. The idea of being packed elbow to elbow and jostled around made her skin crawl and her heart rate skyrocket. It was an irrational fear of hers - you'd think she'd be fine with crowds like these, comfortable even seeing as she was a manager for a band whose venue was triple that of this place. But you'd be wrong. Aurora always worked behind the scenes. She was never out in the crowd and when the concerts were over; she was always the first one out of there so she didn't get stuck in the crowd of fans leaving while the band made it to the bus.

The anonymous work of things that she did made her happy; being in the background and making sure her boys shined knowing she did her part to get them the love and support they clearly deserved. Being part of the crowd below looking up at them...well that was not something that made her happy. It made her feel sick. But he looked so happy. His dark eyes shone with glee and excitement for the show and having the chance to support an up-and-coming band like he once had been with the Ghost band many years before made her choke down her fears; Aurora couldn't deny him this. Being able to spend a day out with this man doing something that clearly made him happy...what kind of best friend would deny their other half such a thing? She wasn't going to start being that kind of person. So she choked down her words and plastered a smile on her face.

"Okay. Let's go then."

She stuck close to him. Her smaller hand clasped in his tightly (too tightly that she feared he'd catch on to her nerves) as they walked through the isle of cars and through the line of people to the ticket booth where they were let in after Swiss handed over their papers.

He stopped at the cantina first though, purchasing a few beers for them before his arm wrapped around her shoulders - dragging her along as he bounced from one merchant stall to the next browsing the merch the band had for sale. She was happy to see him acting like a child - he always knew how to make her laugh and he'd even made her forget the crowd of walking people mulling about for the time being.

That was until she saw where he was dragging her towards. The mosh pit. The fucking mosh pit in front of the stage where the band would be playing any minute now. Her guard was instantly up and her grip on his hand tightened even more as he pulled her through the packed area; mumbling 'excuse mes' as she went as Swiss pretty much shoved his way in.

They'd gotten up close to the fences up front and Aurora had to hold her breath steady; Swiss was right there with her and the crowd was behind them. It would be okay as long as she didn't look anywhere but the stage in front of her. But that solid plan got thrown out the window just like her last thread of sanity when Swiss bent down to speak in her ear; still having to shout over the sound of people cheering and talking that he was going to go grab them another drink and to have her hold his spot.

He was gone seconds by the time she'd spun around to try and catch him. She was ready to beg him not to leave her with any excuse that came to mind. But he was already gone and the show was about to start any second now. Body of strangers were milling too closely for her comfort and the sounds of their combined voices trilled in her ear until it deafened the pounding in her ears from her thunderous heart.

Her palms began to sweat and the panic lodged in her throat. When a blast of entertainment fire shot into the air with the entrance of the band coming on stage she let out a little scream that was drowned in the scream of fans while she jerked backward; her body slamming into someone behind her and the feel of cold liquid - sticky and fowl got poured down her front.

A hand grabbed her shoulder and spun her around making her face the disgruntled figure she'd involuntarily hit and made spill their drink looked down at her pissed and very much drunk already. The man was a good foot taller than her and looked like your typical biker with long hair pulled back into a low ponytail and tattoo-covered arms exposed by the simple vest he wore with nothing underneath.

"Hey what the fuck was that for bitch? You made me spill my drink!" he snarled at her before his drunken eyes scanned her figure and a new look came across his face when he registered the pretty face in front of him.

He didn't seem to realize the tears brimming her eyes or that the rapid rise and fall of her chest in her simple tank top was from fear - not something else entirely. But in his drunken state, the stranger didn't seem to realize the woman was having a panic attack as his hand grabbed her wrist and tugged her closer.

"Well, looks like that was in my favor huh missy? Can I buy you a drink?"

her head shook from side to side rapidly as she tugged her wrist within the man's iron grip trying to get loose. "I'm sorry...I-I need to go now. I need to go find my friend and-" She tried to diffuse the situation even when she could see some other fans were watching them instead of the band on stage right now.

Where the hell was the security when you needed them? Weren't they supposed to be watching the crowd?! But no one was coming to her aid; not even other fans and Aurora felt suddenly very very alone and fragile swimming in the sea of people.

But then, the hand on her wrist released her, and a strong arm wrapped around her waist; tugging her against a body. Her first instinct was to fight off her attacker but a familiar scent filled her senses; like warm sugar, sweet vape juice, and something spicy tinged beneath it.

The woman could feel the rumble against her back as Swiss' voice spoke near her ear; loud enough for both her and the stranger to hear. A sound tinged with deadly intent as she imagined his dark eyes brewing with warning as they pinned the stranger.

"I think the lady said she was with someone, pal. Why don't you leave my girl alone before I make you."

A sudden feeling of relief nearly made her knees buckle and she gripped onto Swiss' bicep draped across her chest protectively. She didn't know what else was said because she was turned around and quickly marched through the crowd until they left the ocean of bouncing and shouting fans.

Swiss carefully sat her on a picnic bench off to the side by the food trucks catering to the venue and crouched in front of her. He saw the way her face was pale and her eyes wet with tears she was too stubborn to let loose and cursed himself for letting her out of his sight. He noticed the spilled drink all over her tank top and grabbed a few napkins from the holder on the table to dab away the access although it didn't really help much; she'd need a shower when they got back to the Abbey unless she wanted to walk around smelling like cheap beer for the rest of the day.

"Oh, baby girl," Swiss murmured when he noticed her lip trembling and her hands clasped tightly; white-knuckled in her lap. He grabbed her hands and lifted each one to press a warm kiss to her palms; the stubble on his glamoured skin was scratchy but comforting to her as she finally raised her eyes to meet his worried expression.

"I'm sorry." she finally murmured shaking her head. "I didn't know-" she took a shaky breath.

"Hey hey hey. Look at me, I'm right here." Swiss rested his hands on her legs and scooted closer looking at her with regret. "I should be the one apologizing...I didn't know you didn't like big crowds. I didn't think..." he trailed off.

Oh, she knew, he didn't think she had social anxiety because of the nature of her job. She couldn't blame him - it wasn't as if she had told him ahead of time. But she wanted to be here for him and she hoped he understood and didn't think it was his fault.

She gently cupped his face and brought him closer; pressing a firm kiss to his lips and holding onto him like she was trying to convey something to him. When she parted from him she rested her forehead against his and breathed him in.

"It's not your fault...I should have told you beforehand...B-but you looked so happy to be here and I didn't want to ruin the surprise since all you wanted was to spend a day with me outside of work," she said earnestly.

"I know I don't say it enough but I appreciate the effort you put into when it comes to putting work behind us. Especially after tempers get so high on tour and stuff; wanting to be normal for a day isn't a crime...I'm just sorry I ruined it for you." she sighed.

"Aw baby you didn't ruin anything." Swiss soothed pulling her head down to his shoulder as he stroked the silken locks. "I promise. I don't need to have a day out like this just to feel normal...spending any time with you is special," he assured kissing her head.

"So you're not mad at me?" she lifted her head to look at him again; her expression resembled an abandoned puppy and Swiss wanted nothing more than to curl up around her and reassure her over and over again she was precious to him until she believed it.

"Of course not silly girl." he bopped her nose before pressing a kiss to her lips. "I would be happy to laze around with you all day doing nothing if that's what you wanted," he promised.

"Yeah?" she sniffled feeling her eyes sting again at his sweet words.

"Of course." the multi-ghoul chuckled smoothing his hands down her arms until he could hold her hands in his; marveling not for the first time they started getting together just so small but strong she was.

"So...You wouldn't be mad if I asked to go get ice cream instead?" she asked almost sheepishly. "After a shower, of course." she added with a bit of a laugh as she looked down at her ruined outfit.

Swiss' warm laugh echoed hers as he pressed another endless kiss to her forehead. "Absolutely! Come on, let's head back home and get changed. How about I call ahead and see if one of the siblings can pick us up a few cartons of ice cream and then after our shower we can sit down and watch a movie; your choice." he offered rising to his feet and pulling her with him.

"I'd love that." Aurora replied feeling relieved as she walked with him until they got to the car.

Swiss was a gentleman as he opened the door for her and let her in but before he closed it he leaned down. "Hey, silly girl. You know I love you right?"

Aurora looked up at him a bit stunned at the words but her eyes shone with adoration as she smiled up at him and nodded.

"I love you too."

~

Taglist: @strawberry-moonpies, @darklylucid

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these rare moments II Ana Maria Crnogorčević x Reader

a/n: dear readers, enjoy the cozy oneshot and thanks to @unpoppablebubbles, for sending us the request. This will be the only story we publish this week because unfortunately we both got quite sick.

masterlist I word count: 1797

“Hola guapa.”

There it was that warm voice and smile you’d recognize everywhere in the world. Alone by hearing her greeting words warmed up your heart.

“Ana?”, you replied surprised.

“Yes, I’m home for a few days.”, the Swiss woman explained cheerfully.

“Why didn’t you say anything? I’d have picked you up from the airport?”, you asked her, pulling your sports bag off your shoulder.

“Because I know you were busy?”, she answered amusedly pointing towards you, still dressed in Barca training gear.

“I hope you didn’t wait for too long.”

“Don’t worry about that.”, Ana-Maria shook her head.

“Do you want to go out for dinner or stay in tonight?”, you questioned.

“I thought we could stay in and cook something together.”, the blonde proposed with a big smile on her lips.

“Yes, that’s a nice idea, we weren’t able to do this since you moved to..”, you trailed off.

“It’s hard to cook together on two different continents. Unless I make breakfast and you make dinner.”, Ana Maria remarked light-hearted.

“Right.”, you sighed heavily, sadness swinging in your voice.

“But now I’m here to cook with you.”, she responded beaming.

“And making sure that nothing burns.”, you joked.

“I’d never burn food.”, the older player protested.

“You wouldn’t but I’d. Remember when we started dating and I tried to make pancakes for you in the morning?”, you reminisced fondly about the beginning of your relationship.

 It was a couple of weeks into the football season where Ana Maria was one of the new signings. You had formed a connection to her immediately.

You were the one teaching her Spanish initially but turned out she was skilled at languages and asked you on a date in your native language not long after the start of your lessons.

The first night she slept over at your home you wanted to treat her to pancakes in the morning which turned out to be a terrible mistake.

“Yes, they were all burned. I think you have to show me tomorrow if you’ve learned it by now.”, Ana Maria suggested smirking.

“I’ll.”, you promised.

“But first, let’s make dinner. Bet you’re starving from training.”, the blonde grinned, leading you to your kitchen.

While she was cutting the vegetables you jumped on to the kitchen counter.

“I’m, the kids are getting younger and younger, and I just feel old and exhausted after training.”, you admitted half-joking half serious.

“Oh, please. I know for a fact that you can still keep up with them easily.”, Ana Maria looked up at you with amusement.

“You do, hm? Are you trying to watch as many games as you can?”, you wanted to know curiously before helping her to cook.

Your girlfriend nodded with a proud smile: “Of course. Even if I miss them, I make sure to watch the highlights.“

“I do the same with yours.“, you admitted. Your heart suddenly beat a bit faster.

She laughed: “You do?”

“Of course. Wine to celebrate our reunion?”, you suggested innocently.

As you expected, she agreed: “Sure.“

There was a bottle of red wine in your cabinet that you had kept for a special occasion. And this occasion seemed very appropriate for it.

You poured two glasses of wine and slid one over to Ana Maria.

The food simmered on the stove as you both sat down at the kitchen table, talking about the past few month without each other.

The bottle emptied with time and your cheeks got warmer with every sip. The alcohol started to take effect and you could feel your brain move on to more pressing topics, topics you had to try to ignore for the past months.

“Have you thought about what you’re going to do after Seattle?”, you heard yourself ask.

You girlfriend studied your face for a moment before shrugging: “I don’t know. Why?”

“Just curious.“, you replied, painting small circles on the kitchen table with your fingertips.

“I’d love to come back to Europe but you know… got to take what I am offered.“

Her voice was unusually quiet like she herself was worried about what would be coming next in her career. Or if anything would be coming next.

You looked back at her again and were surprised to find a fine line between her eyebrows. More evidence that she had thought about this topic more than once too.

You took a deep breath: “Yes, I know… I thought maybe I could join you wherever you will go next.“

There was silence on Ana Marias side. She blinked at you for a moment. “You’re ready to potentially leave Spain?”

“Y-yes.“, you nodded. You hated the way your voice trembled. You were absolutely sure about that decision. You loved Spain but you loved being with your girlfriend a lot more.

She reached across the table, wrapping your hand into her own with a gentle smile: “Okay. We can see if we find a team that takes us both.“

You found the courage to smile back at her: “Alright.“

“I think that sounds like we have a deal. Cheers to that.“

She lifted her glass, clinking it against yours.

“Cheers.“

Relief washed over you, leaving you with a warm calmness. The past few months doing long-distance across two continents had been hard. Ana Marias absence in your shared apartment in Barcelona had haunted you more than you liked to admit.

“Shit, the food!”, your girlfriend suddenly called out. Before you knew what was going on, she jumped out of her chair and pulled the pan from the stove top.

You followed her, taking a look at the food and sighed when you saw that it hadn’t burned yet: “Just in time.“

“That was lucky.”, the Swiss player whistled, clearly relived seeing the dinner being unscathed.

With an amused twinkle in her eyes Anna Maria added. “You want to try it?”

A little moan escaped your lips after you took the first bite. Blushing you pressed a hand to your mouth. “Still tastes delicious.”, you confirmed smiling sheepishly.

Your girlfriends’ eyes had wandered off to the refrigerator where Mateos latest masterpiece was hanging.

“That’s from Mateo.”, you explained beaming proudly.

“He’s gotten so good at drawing. It’s very impressive.”, the blonde observed with a pinch of hurt in her voice.

You silently agreed.

“Please videocall me next time you babysit him.”, she wished.

“Oh, he’ll love that, Mateo misses you almost as much as I do.”, you confessed to her.

“You two are the cutest.”, Ana Maria chirmed, kissing your cheek lovingly. The older woman paused for a moment before continuing. “What would you like to do next?”

“You mean after dinner?”, you returned the question smirking.

“Yes, I mean I’ve to keep you as entertained as Mateo does.”, she insisted, a grin playing on her lips.

“There are many ways to entertain me. When you were in Seattle what did you want to do with me?”, you asked curiously.

“You want to know what I actually missed the most?”, the Swiss woman lifted an eyebrow playfully.

“Yes.”

“Cuddle under the sheets and watch a movie.”, Ana Maria admitted.

It was true when she awoke after a sleepless night in her bed in Seattle and the worries about her future were too heavy on her shoulders, she craved you laying next to her, telling her that everything would be alright.

“This sounds like the perfect ending to this evening if you ask me.”, you replied earnestly. You loved your team, but with a lot of them being in a relationship with a teammate made you feel a little lonely knowing that no one will wait for you when your home.

“I hoped you’d say that.”

“Come on, I’ll light some candles and turn on the fairly lights in the bedroom.”, you guided her softly to your bedroom.

“Perfect. I’m coming.”, Ana Maria hummed excitedly.

While you both had settled underneath the blanket, you put your head on to her chest. “Cozy, isn’t it?”

“I missed this.”, she said, her hand stroking your hair soothingly. To your girlfriend nothing felt more like home as you. Only the Swiss seas and alps were almost close so was her family. Spanish was her romantic language, the way to your lovers’ heart.

You inhaled her delicious scent, your eyes slowly falling, already half asleep.

“Buenas noches mi amor.”, Ana Maria whispered.

“Tú también.”

The next morning, you were woken up by the sun beams falling through the window onto your face. As you turned to Ana Maria, you realized that she was still sleeping peacefully, her body fully relaxed next to yours. You immediately knew that similar to you, she was having the best sleep she had in months.

With a smile, you peeled the sheets off of yourself and climbed out of bed, careful not to wake her up. With bare feet, you snuck into your kitchen to make breakfast. The coffee brewed on the side while you got started on the pancakes, determined to prove your girlfriend that you got better at making them.

You usually served your pancakes with powdered sugar and syrup but you knew Ana Maria liked hers with jam, so you arranged all of the toppings on a tray with the pancakes and the coffee to carry it over to the bedroom.

Your girlfriend blinked awake as you walked in, taking in the smell of breakfast that filled your apartment.

“Good morning.“, you smiled.

Ana Maria yawned: “Good morning. You made pancakes?”

“I did.“, you confirmed with the tiniest bit of pride.

“And they’re not burned?”, she asked with a laugh.

You shrugged slightly and set the tray down on the bed: “You need to try them.“

As you slipped under the covers again, Ana Maria tore a piece of the first pancake and chewed on it. “Oh wow, they’re delicious.“, she finally agreed.

You grinned at her: “See? I got better.“

“You did.“

There was a moment of comfortable silence as you both dug in before the pancakes could get cold.

You felt Ana Maria stop next to you and as you looked up, she stared at you.

You frowned at her: “What?”

“Wait.“, she said, her hand reaching out to remove some jam from the corner of your mouth.

You could feel the heat rise into your cheeks.

“Oh thanks.“, you laughed.

“You’re welcome.“

“You know what I missed? Those lazy mornings.“, you told her, biting you lip.

Ana Maria nodded slowly: “Me too. And I can’t wait to have more of those with you soon.“

“Same.“, you beamed and held up your coffee cup so Ana Maria could clink hers against it in a toast.

Maybe this was only for now but you decided to see this morning as a taste of your future together.

[azureseacloud]

Hard Work

Ghost (band) one shot

Pairing: fem reader x ghouls

Warnings: swearing

Words: 1,999

Summary: Reader has been working all day. Ghouls return from practice and look after her, regardless of her resistance. Fluff with a dash of sexual tension because I can’t help myself :)

Hi again, thanks so much for your support on my other fic :))) You guys are awesome!!

I am open to requests for the ghouls so please feel free to drop a request :)

Working as a coordinator for the band was a huge job. It didn’t help that the ghouls always sought you out so they could bring you to their quarters for ‘mandatory’ ghoul piles or just for company. It was sweet, but by Satan they were an effective distraction from your work.

You had sat yourself down on the couch in the ghoul quarters, laptop sitting on your thighs as you reviewed the costings and set up for the next show that was in a weeks time.

None of the ghouls were present—busy with their commitments and band practice for the day—so you were using the time to get as much done as possible. It was easier to do the work in their quarters since you knew that they would go searching for you after and drag you back here anyway one way or another. Swiss had literally thrown you over his shoulder one time when you had protested to leaving your work space. Another time, when you had found a comfy hiding spot far away from where the ghouls wandered, Dewdrop had tracked you down by your scent and heartbeat.

You sighed, a slight headache beginning to make itself known. Checking the time, you’d been here for almost eight hours, and it was now afternoon. You’d made a lot of progress, which was great, but there was still a lot more to go.

You resettled yourself into a more comfortable position, shuffling around until your legs were no longer trapped under your body, wincing at the pins and needles that flickered as you moved. You began typing again, organising the itinerary for next years tours.

Something brushed against your neck lightly as you became aware of a presence behind you. Before you could look, two hands were splayed around your neck, applying a firm pressure but not impacting your ability to breathe. They pushed upward, tilting your head back.

“Fuck!” You gasped as you were met with a mask staring down at you. White horns poked through the forehead, an easy identifier for the ghoul that had a comfortable grip on your throat. Dewdrop.

“Oh, hi Dew.”

One of his fingers slowly caressed your neck as you fought to slow your heartbeat after the shock. His hands were warm, no doubt the perks of being a fire ghoul. You watched as he tilted his head in that infuriatingly attractive way.

“You look tired.”

You blinked up at the ghoul, realising your hands were still perched on the keyboard and not moving to at least try to defend yourself. You wondered if he noticed. What was it he had said?

“I’ve been working,” you replied evenly, after a moment of silence where you had to fight to gather your thoughts. His grip was distracting, in the way that sent your brain into overdrive. It was a struggle to maintain a normal tone—to hide what the ghoul was doing to you.

Dew moved closer, to the point where you could almost see the eyes behind his mask. Studying you. You tried your best to look alert and awake, knowing they would all swarm you the moment one of them figured out that you had forgone looking after yourself, choosing to instead work almost non-stop.

In a liquid movement he withdrew his hands, dragging them upwards along your neck as he straightened up. You almost sighed in disappointment at the loss of contact.

One major factor you had learned about ghouls is that they had no concept of personal space, nor any understanding of human ‘socially acceptable’ standards. They also shared more physical touch than humans usually did. It had been quite a lot to get used to when you first started working with them. But now you found yourself craving their casual touches and affection. Although you were still caught off guard with the more intimate touches they sometimes did. You knew they found your reactions entertaining, Dew and Swiss especially.

A set of footsteps echoed across the floor and you looked to see Swiss waltzing in, also still in his helmet and uniform. He looked over to you, then tilted his head up, most likely looking at Dew standing behind you still, his forearms now leaning against the back of the couch on either side of your head. His hands were brushing your shoulders in a tantalising way, and you were acutely aware of how close his chest was to your head.

Swiss looked back to you, and his mouth turned down in what you guessed was a frown.

“Have you been working all day?” The multi ghoul asked, leaning against the doorway. You clasped your hands to stop yourself from rubbing your eyes as another spike of pain shot through your head.

“No, of course not,” you lied. You knew the ghouls hated when you worked for too long—and you really wanted to finish this last part.

“When was the last time you had water?” Dew asked, still hovering above you. You rolled your eyes.

“I had water not that long ago.” You lied again, biting your lip. You hadn’t had any since breakfast—too engrossed in your work to have a break. That explained the headache.

“She’s dehydrated,” Rain spoke. Your eyes jumped to him, cursing internally that you had forgotten the water ghoul had gotten good at sensing how hydrated you were. He was heading to the adjoined kitchen at the far side of the room.

Swiss tsked and you shot him an answering glare. He grinned, pushing off the wall to join you on the couch.

“You can’t lie to us sweetheart.” Dew murmured in your ear, his breath ghosting the side of your face in a way that sent shivers down your body. His nails scraped lightly across your shoulders, and it was all you could do not to arch your back.

Too preoccupied with Dewdrop’s touch, you weren’t prepared for Swiss to snatch your wrists, yanking them away from your laptop.

“Hey!” You protested, trying to pull out of his grip. The multi ghoul only grinned, his hold on your wrists too strong for you to break out of.

“Rain,” Swiss called. The water ghoul hurried over, carrying a glass of water. You were still struggling against Swiss, trying to twist your way out of his grip. Dew grabbed your shoulders, pulling you back to the couch and pinning you there. Swiss barked out a laugh as you cursed at them.

“Can you get the laptop?” Swiss asked the water ghoul casually. Rain nodded, closing the device and moving it to the small table not far from the couch.

“Seriously guys? I just have to do a little more, then I’m done I promise.”

Swiss shook his head, releasing your hands while Rain offered you the glass of water. You rolled your eyes, accepting the glass reluctantly as Rain settled on the floor in front of you, murmuring a “thanks” to the calm ghoul. They were all watching—no doubt waiting to make sure you drank the water. Swiss moved one of his hands to your thigh, smirking as your eyes darted across to his.

“Is this an intervention?” You looked up as Phantom spoke, his voice holding a little bit of humour as he entered the room, crossing over to lean against the table. He looked at the laptop resting there—no doubt putting the pieces together.

“She’s been working all day,” Swiss explained. You took a sip of water, flipping off the ghoul beside you.

“She’s dehydrated,” Rain added.

“And she thought she could lie about it.” You hissed at Dewdrop’s words. Asshole. He gripped your shoulders tighter in response, his fingers pressing into your skin.

You busied yourself with drinking the water—it was the best distraction you had right now. Between Dewdrop’s hands on your shoulders and Swiss’ hand on your thigh, as well as everyone’s undivided attention, you could feel your cheeks beginning to heat up. You finished the glass, Rain reaching out to take it from you as he got up to take it to the kitchen. Phantom jabbed at his ribs on the way, the water ghoul skipping out of his reach.

“Good girl,” Dewdrop purred into your ear. You tensed, heat blooming across your skin. Your brain nearly short-circuited. He had to be doing this on purpose. There was no way he wasn’t—Dew wasn’t normally this flirtatious. The little gremlin.

Swiss snickered. “Someone’s flustered. Careful Dew, she might pass out if you keep going.”

Phantom chuckled at that. You scowled, crossing your arms.

“Okay, I drank some water, now let me keep working—“

You were cut off as Swiss stood up suddenly, grabbing your arms and pulling you from the couch. You squealed as he picked you up, one arm under your legs the other wrapped around your back. You threw your arms around his neck, gripping just under the helmet. He was grinning again.

“Swiss I swear to Satan if you don’t put me down-“

“You’ll what?” The multi ghoul taunted. He sat down on the soft rug in the centre of the room, rolling you onto your back and wrapping an arm around you to keep you there as he lay down beside you. You smacked his arm, knowing exactly what he was planning. You loved ghoul piles but you knew once everyone had joined you would not be able to get up until the morning.

You looked over as Dewdrop vaulted over the couch to join you, flicking off his helmet as he lay down on your other side. Dew slid one of his legs around yours, nuzzling into the side of your neck. The fire ghoul started purring loudly, draping an arm across your chest. His warmth was comforting.

“See? Just stay here with us. Take a break.” Swiss said, his breath tickling your ear. He’d also taken his helmet off, and he buried his face in the side of your neck like Dew. You sighed.

“No, I still have work to do!” Swiss snorted, still not letting you go. A wave of calm washed over you, sleepiness taking hold. Okay maybe you could finish the work tomorrow…

Your eyes snapped over to Phantom. “Phantom, you little bitch, I know what you’re doing.” You growled. The quintessence ghoul raised his hands in mock surrender, a wicked grin on his face.

Running out of options, you looked to Rain.

“Rain, can you please get them off me so I can finish my work?” The water ghoul sighed, making his way over. Instead of dragging the two off of you, he flopped down on top of you all, his head resting on your stomach.

How helpful.

You flipped off Phantom as he laughed. Not being able to help yourself, you lowered your hands into Rain’s hair. You slid your fingers through the smooth locks as the ghoul hummed contentedly.

Phantom curled up behind you, letting you rest your head on his chest. His own fingers worked through your hair, and you almost melted under his touch.

“What’s going on here?” Mountain crossed into the room with his hands on his hips, the ghoulettes behind him.

“Ghoul pile!!” Sunshine shrieked, launching herself over Swiss, who tried to bury his face deeper in your neck.

“A little help?” You asked, looking at the others hopefully. Swiss and Dew growled, both of their teeth lightly pinching your neck in response.

“I think that’s your answer.” Mountain shrugged, and you sighed in defeat. The huge ghoul settled down beside Dew, while the other ghoulettes curled around Sunshine and Swiss.

Dewdrop was purring again, his tongue licking the small bite on the side of your neck. You reached an arm around and scratched his head, his purring growing louder.

Okay, maybe you could let the rest of your work wait until tomorrow. For now, you relaxed in the comforting warmth and weight of the ghouls.

It didn’t take you long to fall asleep.

[shinnyscats]

!¡ Scenario Swiss

Versión Esp aquí !

A wave of excited screams rises from the audience. Sweat trickles down the back of your neck, evidencing the energy you had put into the show.

The lights come on and you see how the other Ghouls begin to approach the edge of the stage to greet the fans. You don't stay behind and decide to get down from your platform to meet and joke with fans, where you dedicate some smiles and kisses that make the audience scream, which took pictures and recorded videos that you would soon see in forums.

Some fans would start pointing at you. You laugh, not knowing what they were referring to, although you soon realize what they were pointing at, or rather say, who they were pointing at.

You feel two forearms resting on your shoulders, generating enough pressure for you to fall and sit on your knees. You turn your head as best as you can and meet with Swiss's bright smile, who was looking at you with eyes that silently communicated that he was going to annoy you. He always transmitted that irritating message.

Without getting off of you, he grabs your mask tightly and pulls it close to his face. Without warning, you receive a long lick on the left side of your mask. Furrowing your eyebrows, your shoulder nimbly seeks his weak spot in his abdomen to free yourself, but it was too late. Your mask was left with drool, and fans stretched out their cell phones as they recorded everything that happened and screamed in excitement. The Ghouls that saw the act burst out laughing, and at the same time Copia turned to look at the audience with a disappointed expression, disgusted by the Ghoul's actions.

Swiss quickly gets up and walks away wanting to escape another blow. His laughter manifesting as it came out of his mouth as he waved to fans. You were going to return it to him, and you would show no mercy….

[redskull199987]

New Experiences

Sodo x female!reader(new Ghoul/replacement for Aether) 

Word count:1.8k

Warnings:Brief mentions of smoking/vaping(be smart kids, don't smoke), kissing, flirting, teasing, in general very fluffy actually 

Summary:The Reader takes the place of Phantom in this, replacing Aether and playing the Rhythm Guitar. She was a working at the ministry before and was always close to the Ghouls, especially Sodo. Now Papa decided, that it was finally her time to shine…

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PartI(you are here),Part II, Part III

Masterlist

To say that you were nervous, was definitely an understatement. Even though, you were supposed to be exited or cheerful, all you could feel was Nervousness. 

Eyeing yourself in the mirror of your dressing room definitely didn't make it any better. When you first went to the fitting for your stage outfit, you were almost going feral, excitement barely containable. 

But now? 

You felt like an imposter. After all, you were just a replacement. At least, that's what you told yourself, being sure that the fans wouldn't like you or boo at you. 

With a sigh, you sat back down and looked at the clock on the wall. It wasn't much time until the concert was about to start. You desperately tried to calm yourself, but it was useless. Being at the verge of tears, your head shot up, when you heard a knock on the door. 

"My love, are you alright?" 

You immediately recognized the voice as Sodo. He sounded softer than usual. And…worried? 

"Come in", you quietly said, taking one last look in the mirror, making sure that you didn't look too much out of place. 

You watched as the door opened and the, still unmasked, Ghoul carefully stepped inside. Only after a few seconds of staring you up and down, he finally spoke again. 

"You look gorgeous!", he breathed out, seemingly in awe of your outfit. 

"Really?", you asked, trying to hide the panic in your voice, "I'm not sure, if the fans will like me." 

"Oh, I'm sure they will", Sodo smiled and stepped towards you. 

He casually pulled you closer by your hips, your hands hitting his chest. As you looked up at him, he gifted you a heartwarming grin. You took the moment to fully gaze at his Ghoul form. His pupils a little blown and the small horns on his forehead, right below his hairline. The tail that you felt wrapping around your leg, while yours did the same. You had always loved his true form more than his human form, that he took in for his stage appearance. Something that you didn't do as often, considering that you didn't have to leave the ministry as often as him. But you had to get used to it. After all, you would be joining them for the entire tour. 

Sodo seemed to notice, that you were beyond nervous, so he softly placed his lips on your forehead, giving you a gentle kiss. Something you weren't used from him. 

"Everything will be okay, my love. The fans will love you", he mumbled and looked you in the eyes, "And if you feel uncomfortable, just come over to me and we'll play together, alright?" 

"Thank you, Sodo", you smiled, his kind words actually helped you to calm down at least a little bit, "I'll hold you up to that!" 

Sodo chuckled softly, before he pulled you in for a passionate kiss. Your heart skipped a beat and within seconds, all your negative thoughts were washed away. All you could think about was Sodo and how close his body was, how his lips were working against yours, slowly pushing you back against your desk… 

A knock on the door startled the both of you. You quickly broke apart and looked over to the door. 

"Yes?!", you asked loudly. 

"Y/N!? Is Sodo with you? We've been looking for you two! Come on it's time to shine!", you heard the voice of Swiss, the multi-Ghoul was exited to finally be on tour again. You barely had time to answer, as you already heard him stomp away again. 

" Here goes nothing ", you breathed, a little bit of the panic coming back to you. 

"You will rock this, I know it", Sodo smiled, kissing you one last time, before grabbing your helmet and giving it to you. 

"Are you ready?!", he smiled. 

You gingerly grabbed the helmet and put it on after changing to your human form:"Ready as I'll ever be!" 

You had to admit, Sodo was totally right about this. Even though, the fans were a little bit sad after hearing that Aether and Sunshine wouldn't be joining the Band on tour, they still cheered loudly as you and Aurora were introduced. The two of you smiled at each other and thanked the fans, before walking to your places. And the concert began. 

To say, that it was the best thing you had ever done in your life, didn't even come close to describing what you felt. There was a lot of bickering with Rain and Sodo, of course. The two Ghouls teasing you all the time and you couldn't, but tease them back just as merciless. 

Right now, you were just feeling the music and showing off your skills on the Rhythm Guitar. You were nervous about what you wanted to do next, but the adrenaline in your body finally allowed you to do it. 

As Papa was singing his lyrics, while standing at the front of the stage, you quickly jumped in front of him, strumming your guitar with all you had, leaning your body back and completely blocking Papa from the crowd.

And you heard them cheer and laugh for you, as Papa finally realized, that you were standing in front of him. He only shook his head, a small smile on his face and walked towards the other side of the stage. You chuckled quietly and continued playing, making your way over to Rain and Sodo. 

You gifted the two Ghouls a smile, as they finally noticed you. Sodo immediately walked over to you, while Rain just giggled at how Sodo acted like a lost puppy around you. 

You blew Sodo a quick kiss, earning cheers and screams from the crowd. You placed your foot on one of the small podest's, continuing to play your guitar. Sodo quietly sneaked closer and as he finally reached you, he carefully laid his head on your shoulder, since your were taller than him withy your leg propped up. 

The crowd practically erupted and it only got worst, as you leaned your head on top of Sodo's, inching closer to his body. 

From the corner of your eye, you watched as Rain stepped closer now too. The song just ended and he handed you something. You were surprised at first, but then noticed, that it was vape. You grinned at Rain, as he walked away. 

You nudged Sodo's shoulder, so that he looked up at you. You showed him the vape and he nodded. You carefully brought it to his lips and he took a deep breath in. He held it for a few seconds, only staring you down, before blowing the entire smoke into your face. You tried not to react and stay still, but you struggled a bit not to cough. 

Meanwhile the fans seemed to go feral about your little interaction with the fire Ghoul. But at this moment, you didn't really care, you only had eyes for Sodo. 

As the smoke had vanished, you handed Sodo the vape and he grinned, knowing what you wanted. And just as you did it before, he lifted the vape to your lips and you took a deep breath in, also trying to hold it for a few seconds. But as you were about to blow it out, Sodo moved his face closer to yours, lips almost touching. 

At this point, you couldn't hold it in any longer, you breathed out and while some smoke just dissolved into the air, a part of it was taken up by Sodo, who only breathed it out towards you again. You chuckled at this, knowing that he used to do this with Aether before. 

As all the smoke had vanished again and you where about to play the next song, Sodo pulled you closer one more time, giving you a strong hug, both his arms engulfing you entirely. You couldn't contain your laughter and hugged him back just as tight, before you had to part again in order to play the next song. 

After many more songs and many more interactions, not only with the Ghouls but also with your fellow Ghoulettes, it was time to say goodbye to the crowd. 

You and the other's were walking around, throwing your picks into the crowd. You were currently at the front of the stage, also cheering and thanking all the people that had come today. You even kneeled down and shook some hands, as one of the fans in the front rows handed you a black rose. You looked at It perplexed and pointed a finger at yourself, as if to ask if it was really for you. The person nodded strongly and showed a heart with their fingers. You were close to tears at this point, feeling so much appreciation for the people that had come today. You wanted to show a heart sign too, but had the rose still in hand, so without thinking, you slipped it into you mouth to repeat the fan's action.

 Loud cheers erupted and at first you were confused and then you noticed that it was because of the rose between your lips. You laughed and quickly took it out again, mimicking being pierced by armors arrow in the heart because of how sweet the fans were. 

After your little interaction with the crowd, you walked back to the others and you all said your goodbyes, bowing together, before finally getting off stage. 

Being finally able to take the helmet off, was definitely a relief. What you didn't expect, was Sodo running towards you and engulfing you in his arms, lifting you into the air and spinning you around. 

"You were awesome, my love!!", he smiled, before letting you back down. 

You only giggled and softly kissed his cheek:"So were you, dear." 

"I told you, it would be alright", he smiled proudly, while his Ghoul form slowly returned. You could already see the horns on his forehead, starting to grow again. 

"Thank you for everything", you mumbled, leaning into his side, as you made your way to the dressing rooms, ready to shower and change into something comfortable for the night. 

"Of course", Sodo uttered, "And by the way, I think the Fans absolutely loved you!" 

You could only smile, looking at the rose still resting in your hand:"I loved them too, to be honest. They were very supportive." 

"I think this tour will be the best one yet", Sodo stated, opening the door of your dressing room for you, as you finally reached it. 

"Why? Because you can even tease me on stage now?", you asked jokingly. 

"That, and because I get to play with my favorite person in the world now!",he grinned. You blushed a bit, but nodded and before he could say something more, you grabbed the black tie, that was loosely hanging around his neck and pulled him into the dressing room, the door slamming shut behind you. 

You hoped, that no one would be interrupting you this time. 

[negativeyield]

if i die before I bake

Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Swiss (Ghost Sweden Band), Phantom (Ghost Sweden Band), Dewdrop | Sodo, Rain (Ghost Sweden Band), Mountain (Ghost Sweden Band), Cumulus (Ghost Sweden Band), Cirrus (Ghost Sweden Band) Additional Tags: Recreational Drug Use, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, green out, Pack Cuddles, Crack Treated Seriously, well this was meant to be crack but it kind of veered away from that, Guilt, Marijuana, Panic Attacks, Vomiting, Swiss is fucking zooted Summary: Phantom bakes some homemade edibles for Swiss, but messes up a vital measurement.

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“Hey Mountain,” Phantom said, appearing at his bedroom door. “You went on that weed run yesterday, right?”

The drummer was lying on his bed, idly scrolling through his phone. He rolled to his side to look at Phantom, nodding his head toward the dresser. “Top drawer. You having a smoke?”

“No, I’m gonna make some brownies,” Phantom grabbed the bag. “I accidentally took the last of Swiss’s edible he got in Amsterdam. Told ‘em I’d go to the dispensary with you... and then forgot... so I'm just gonna make some.”

Mountain chuckled, “Have you ever baked anything in your life?”

“Of course I have.”

Phantom had not. But how hard could it be?

“Okay, well if you want some help, let me know. I'll send you the link to the recipe we usually use.”

“’kay. Thanks Mount,” he said and made his way back to the kitchen.

Phantom had watched Swiss or Mountain make edibles on a few occasions, but he pulled up Mountain's recipe. He quickly realized it was a little more complicated than he thought. There was pre-baking, and making a butter, and making the brownies from scratch? Phantom looked at the box mix he found at the back of the pantry. It would have to do.

Soon, the kitchen was a wreck. Measuring cups and bowls were everywhere as Phantom filled their shared space with aroma of baked cannabis. It brought some of the other ghouls out of their room to investigate his baking endeavor.

“Fucking hell, Phantom, what are you doing in here?” Dew was the first to appear as Phantom took the roasted leaves out of the oven.

“My best,” Phantom wiped away some sweat from his brow, glancing at Dew. “This looks much easier when Swiss does it.”

Dew chuckled, hopping up to sit on the counter and watch.

“That’s because Swiss has seen every episode of Great British Baking Show and thinks that makes him star baker.”

Phantom threw some butter in a saucepan and started to combine the components of the brownie mix.

“I believe it. This shit is harder than I thought.”

Dew chuckled, jumping down from the counter and ruffling Phantom’s hair on his way out the back door. “Just follow the instructions, you’ll be fine.”

Phantom sighed, returning to his project.

Cumulus and Cirrus also came by, taking a few finger fulls of leftover batter after Phantom had his bake in the oven. Mountain came by briefly while he sat in front of the oven watching them rise.

“Looks good, Iron Chef,” he smiled, patting him on the back. “Did you make them with or without walnuts?”

“With.”

“Oh fuck, yeah. Be sure to save me one.”

Phantom smiled, feeling a bit better about his baking skills. When the brownies finally came out, they looked just like the ones the others have made. He cleaned up while they cooled, and delivered a generous piece to Swiss’s room for when he returned. Phantom thought about also enjoying one, but a text from Rain about a quick rehearsal tabled that plan. He cut himself a small sliver just to test out the taste, satisfied with the fudgey texture and gooey taste.

“Something is still missing,” Dew tapped his chin. They had spent the last hour and a half rehearsing some new bits for the rituals and testing out a few riffs. One in particular was giving them some trouble. “Maybe we should get Swiss down here. See if he has an idea or if adding a fourth balances it better.”

Rain put down his bass. “Yeah, I’ll go find him.” He left the practice room and headed toward the living quarters. In the meantime, Dew and Phantom continued to run through the bridge of the song.

Suddenly, rapid, running footsteps echoed up the hall. Both of the ghouls turned to find Rain looking pale and panicked.

“Something's wrong with Swiss,” he said, motioning for them to follow. They put their instruments down and ran to Swiss’s room. Phantom could hear the sound of retching from the hallway, which eerily stopped the moment they got into his room.

They found Swiss slumped beside the toilet, eyes unfocused as he barely registered Rain and Dew dropping to his side.

“Swiss,” Dew cupped his cheeks, trying to get the dazed ghoul to focus on him. “Swiss!” The only sound the ghoul made was some weak whimpering. The most he seemed to move was when he’d start to gag and lurch toward the toilet. Rain sat beside him, rubbing his back and looking at the others with concern.

“What do we do?”

“What is even wrong with him? He's sweating like he's back in the pits, but he doesn't feel feverish,” Dew said, hugging his arms across his body. “Food poisoning?”

“I don’t know, Dew, he’s pretty out of it.”

“Is he on something?”

Rain shrugged, “we just got back right before we started rehearsal. He didn’t have anything when he was with me.”

Suddenly, it dawned on Phantom. He looked back at the place he left Swiss’s brownie.

The plate was empty.

“Shit,” Phantom turned back to the others, suddenly starting to panic. “Shit, I made brownies earlier. Swiss had one.”

Dew’s eyes widened “How big?”

Phantom estimated with his fingers. “Not bigger than what Swiss has given me before.”

“Did he eat more than what you brought him or something?”

Rain stayed with Swiss while Dew and Phantom rushed to the kitchen where Mountain was coincidentally opening the pan of brownies.

“Mountain, wait!” Phantom yelled, startling the drummer into dropping the plastic knife on the ground.

“What?”

“Swiss is sick. Maybe because of the brownies,” Dew explained. Phantom grabbed the pan, sighing in relief to find only the piece he cut for Swiss missing.

“He only had what I gave him.”

“Well what was the dosage?”

“Whatever the instructions said, Dew, I don’t know!”

The room started heating up with Dewdrop as the epicenter. “Phantom, you saw Swiss— this is not the fucking time for I don’t know, I need some fucking number—”

“Guys,” Mountain yelled over them, the bag of weed, that now had a sizable dent in it, in hand. His face was especially serious. “Phantom, where is the extra butter?”

He stared at Mountain blankly. “What do you mean?”

“You followed the recipe I told you? Pre-baked the amount you usually see Swiss and me make, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, then where’s the leftovers? The recipe is for triple the amount of butter you should have used.”

Phantom suddenly felt like he was going to throw up. “I-I didn’t know that.”

“Shit,” Mountain cursed as Rain called down the hall for more help. Mountain went running, leaving Phantom feeling numb and a majorly heated Dew.

“I thought you were following the instructions,” Dew said, his eyes starting to flicker red, like embers in a fire trying to kindle.

“I was, but I was looking at the butter recipe Mountain told me to use and also reading the back of the brownie box and— and, I guess… I guess I got confused,” Phantom ran his fingers through his hair, tugging on the roots. Dew huffed, turning to go back to Swiss’s room. When Phantom started to follow, the fire ghoul whirled around, eyes fully glowing now.

“You’ve done enough, Phantom. We’ll take care of him.”

He left Phantom standing awkwardly in the hallway, his guilt feeling like a tight wire wrapped around his neck. He stood there until his anger kicked in. Phantom marched into the kitchen, grabbing the pan of brownies and slamming them into the trash can with such force the metal pan bent at a ninety degree angle.

He was angry at Dew. At the fucking instructions for being confusing. At Mountain for not telling him when he was leaving for the dispensary. Really, he was just furious at himself. How did he possibly think that much weed was supposed to go into one batch of brownies? What kind of idiot didn’t double check the recipe when making an edible?

Phantom banished himself to his room, throwing around a few things before collapsing on his bed in a fit of guilt-soaked tears.

Rain think he preferred it when Swiss was vomiting.

After the last time he hugged the toilet, just as Phantom and Dew went to check the kitchen, Swiss had a moment of improved coherence.

“Rain,” he mustered, spitting into the toilet. It was a relief just to hear him have some sort of orientation to what was happening around him. That relief was quickly thwarted by what followed, “I don’t… feel… good,” he said, his voice slurring and slowing. Rain had to lunge to catch Swiss’s dead weight as he suddenly collapsed.

“Fuck!” he yelled, pressing two fingers to his neck. Ghoul vessels did have heartbeats— usually slower than humans— but present. Even for a ghoul, though, Swiss’s was faint. “Dew! Phantom! I need you!”

To his surprise, Mountain was the first to arrive at his aid, helping Rain pull Swiss out of the bathroom and into the more spacious bedroom.

“He just passed out,” Rain said, obsessively checking the pulse points in Swiss’s neck and wrist.

“He’s greening out bad,” Mountain sighed, looking up at Rain with dismay. “Phantom fucked up the edible ratio. It won’t kill him, but we need to watch him until he comes down.”

Swiss’s eyes finally fluttered open again. Still unfocused, and even more out of it than before. Dew appeared at the door, chest heaving with anger. Phantom was nowhere to be found. Mountain took one look at Dew and shook his head.

“Out.”

That didn’t help Dew’s fury. “Excuse me?”

“You’re hot right now. You know he gets sensitive to emotions when he’s high, and right now the last thing we need is him panicking when he can barely comprehend why he’s panicking. You can come back when you cool off.”

Dew looked like he wanted to bite off Mountain’s head, but he did back out of the room.

“Mounty,” Swiss muttered, briefly focusing on the earth ghoul’s face. His hand limply waved, and Mountain grabbed it from the air and squeezed.

“Hang in there, bud. You’re gonna be okay.”

Swiss felt like he was dying.

Or locked in some shadow dimension. Either was possible.

Maybe this was the purgatory thing he’s heard so much about. A land between heaven and hell. It would explain why he felt like the world was melting between his fingers while also feeling like he was floating. He was burning hot and doused in sweat, but also wanted nothing more than to be wrapped in blankets.

A lot of contradictions. The only thing Swiss was sure about was that his stomach fucking hurt.

His head was in the toilet again. Throat burning. A hand rubbed his back and he tried to focus on that instead of the sour taste in his mouth.

Then darkness.

Maybe he was dying.

Sometimes he’d hear some voices. Muted, warped voices he could hardly identify.

One came through clearly. Swiss couldn’t quite identify what was being said, but he knew it was Mountain.

Mountain sounded upset. Swiss frowned working hard at trying to focus on the slow moving blobs around him so he could find Mountain.

A warm hand took his.

Fingers tinkered with his hair.

Touched his blazing skin.

He hoped he wasn’t sick.

They would also get sick if that was the case.

“You can sleep, Swiss miss.”

“We’ll keep you safe.”

Swiss didn’t want to sleep. He was exhausted to the point he couldn’t move, but sleeping seemed like something he wasn’t supposed to do. Like he’s fully succumb to the darkness.

Like he’d wake up in the pit.

His throat suddenly felt tight. Fingers tingled. He tried to suck in more air, but his lungs were sluggish. Slow as the rest of him. Swiss fought, feeling his body being turned. Being lifted and then put down again—

“I don’t wanna go!” he tried to scream, but only parts of it made it to his mouth.

Pressure on his cheeks. A hand on his chest. Swiss’s vision dotted for a few moments before realizing Rain was nose-to-nose with him, his ocean blue eyes pleading for something Swiss couldn’t hear over the sound of ringing in his ears. He looked at Rain’s lips come together and split in the shape of the word breathe.

I’m trying, he wanted to say, but he had no breath to do it.

Rain pressed on his chest. Tapped a pattern that Swiss took to mean as cues to breathe in and out. He tried— and struggled— to follow them at first, but soon fell into rhythm. He felt his body start to relax. His fingers regained feeling. Swiss felt the air fully inflate his lungs, hold, and exit with a slow whoosh.

Slowly, he faded into sleep.

Swiss woke up feeling like he had been dropped in boiling water. He was drenched, the feeling of his clothes on his skin making him nauseated all over again. Feeling a little more mobile, Swiss grabbed at his shirt, trying to ease it over his head.

“Woah, woah, woah, what’s wrong?” a voice asked. Dew's voice. 

“’m fucking hot,” Swiss said, back, trying and failing to make it over his head. Frustration started making him upset, and he took a break from his shirt and clumsily pulled at the drawstring of his sweatpants instead.

“Okay, let me help you,” Dew whispered, swatting Swiss’s hands away. Swiss stood still as Dew dropped his pants and helped pull his shirt off. The cool air on his burning skin was a relief, but Swiss still didn’t feel comfortable. He grabbed his underwear, but Dew caught his wrist.

“Those too?” he asked hesitantly.

Swiss nodded, trying to jerk out of Dew’s grasp, but being unsuccessful. Dew sighed and released him, and Swiss finally felt at ease.

He stood there until his body temperature felt normal again.

Then he realized he was fucking freezing. He slumped back on the bed, grabbing as many blankets at possible while Dew watched him, dumbfounded.

“Cold now, Swissy?”

“Freezing. Cuddle me, Dew?”

The fire ghoul groaned, and something landed on Swiss’s face.

“Okay, but you have to put your drawers back on.”

That seemed like a fair exchange. Swiss slipped on his underwear and opened his arms for Dew to come warm him up. The fire ghoul dropped into Swiss’s arms, muttering something about how he “better not puke on him”.

Swiss’s throat was dry when he woke up again. HIs room was dim. Less chaotic than before. Swiss tried to roll to his back, but found something blocking him.

Or someone.

“Swiss?” a soft voice asked, moving so he could plop onto his back. It was Mountain staring down at him with concerned hazel eyes.

“I’m falling off the bed,” Swiss muttered, weakly trying to shove at the massive drummer. Mountain’s concern shifted to mild amusement, and he gave Swiss some more space.

“Just making sure you don’t aspirate, Swissy.”

Satanas, his head was pounding. Swiss flopped down on Mountain’s chest, finding some comfort in the feeling of his heartbeat under his cheek.

“Is he awake?” Rain asked, walking in with Dew in tow.

“He is,” Swiss answered. “He is also so fucking thirsty.”

“Good,” Rain handed him some brightly colored drink. Swiss stared at is suspiciously until he explained. “Electrolytes.”

“Oh. Thought you were trying to poison me,” Swiss muttered, and slowly sipped at the cool beverage.

“That would be Phantom,” Dew muttered, quickly getting an elbow to the ribs from Rain. Swiss looked at them, confused.

“What about Phantom?” His bandmates looked at him and then one another. Swiss couldn’t tell if it was guilt or pity, but he didn’t like it either way. “Whatever it is, fucking tell me.”

“He’s usually pissy when he’s almost down,” Mountain said as though Swiss wasn’t sitting right fucking there.

“Think he’s good enough to tell him?” Rain asked.

“For fuck’s sake,” Swiss pinched the bridge of his nose. Rain placed a hand on his knee.

“Did you eat the brownie Phantom baked for you?”

Swiss slowly dropped his hand, the realization of his pre-nap snack hitting him the moment Rain said it.

“Yeah… it was good, but I’m guessing maybe a little too much?”

Dew scoffed. “At least triple the dose you usually do.”

That certainly explained why he felt like he was on a different plane of existence earlier.

“Damn. Uh, how bad was I?” They looked at each other again. That, and the fact they looked exhausted pretty much answered his question. He also realized Phantom wasn’t among them. “And where’s Phantom?”

Dew pressed his lips together. “I, uh, told him to stay out of the way.”

From the way Mountain and Rain exchanged a glance, Swiss had a feeling it was a little more than that. He sighed, pushing himself up to try and stand, but a rush to his head made him topple right back down.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Dew asked.

“To see Phantom. Make sure he’s not beating himself up over this.”

“You can barely stand still!”

Swiss looked at Dew. “Then go get him!”

Dew looked at Rain, who shook his head. The usually calm water ghoul looked at Dew sternly. “I’m not the one who yelled at him. Go fix it.”

With a groan, Dew departed. Swiss laid back in his bed, focusing on a singular point on the ceiling until the spinning stopped.

“Hey Rain?” he asked after awhile.

“Yeah?”

Swiss ran his hand over his bare chest and thighs. “When did I strip?”

He chuckled. “A few hours ago.”

“Why?”

“Dew said you wanted cuddles.”

Swiss sat with that for a moment before shrugging. “Yeah... that checks out. Can you grab me some clothes, please?”

Phantom wasn’t sure what to do. He snuck down near Swiss’s room a few times to try and gauge what was going on, but couldn’t quite get a complete read. Things seemed to calm down at least. Less sounds of vomiting. Rain, Mountain, and Dew had begun to take shifts of just one or two of them staying with Swiss at a time. Phantom wanted to assume the best, but he still felt his worst.

So he shut himself in his room. Lights off, so his main source of light was the glow of iridescent constellations on his ceiling.

Swiss had helped him put those up. And Phantom had basically poisoned him. What a good packmate he was.

Because he wanted to torture himself, Phantom looked back at the recipe for the butter. Sure enough, it clearly called for almost four times the amount of butter he used— if he had just fucking read it correctly, Swiss wouldn’t be spending the night worrying about choking on his own vomit.

Hot tears ran down Phantom’s face. Though he had formed some great connections with the others, he was still so new. Would they send him away after this? Would any of them trust him again? He ruminated on these increasingly destructive thoughts until there was a soft knock at his door.

“Phantom?” Dew said through the door. “You in there?”

“Yeah,” called, his voice raspy from crying. The door opened slowly, and in came Dew. He was much less angry than usual, but still seemed a little peeved. After taking in the dark room and Phantom curled up on his bed, his face softened.

“Hey…” Dew said, sitting on the edge of Phantom’s bed. To his surprise, the fire ghoul reached out and put a warm hand on Phantom’s calf. “Swiss is okay.”

“He is?”

“A little loopy still and post-high cranky, but yeah. He’s asking for you.”

Phantom bit his lip, curling more into himself. “He’s pissed, isn’t he?”

Dew’s eyebrows furrowed together. “Swiss? At you? Not at all.”

“You are.”

Dew sighed, pressing his fingers together in his lap. “I was. But, I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that. I was mad and… and scared. Really scared.” Dew looked at him with with this sad expression. “Sorry for taking it out on you.”

Phantom finally sat up, pulling Dew into a hug before he could protest. The lead guitarist hugged him back, pinching his cheek as they pulled apart. “I hope you know you’re banned from baking, though.”

“Fair enough,” Phantom said, smiling for the first time in hours.

They went to Swiss’s room where Rain and Mountain were perched on his bed with them. When Phantom entered, they grew quiet, and started to move out of the way. Swiss opened up his arms.

“C’mere Phantom,” he said with a grin.

All the stress of the last several hours of soaking in self-doubt and guilt came tumbling down at once. Phantom practically tackled Swiss as he dove into his arms, reveling in the joyful laugh the multi-ghoul let out as he squeezed Phantom tightly.

“I’m so fucking sorry,” Phantom said into Swiss’s shirt.

“Don’t be, Twinkle Toes, that brownie was fucking fire. Perfect ratio of gooey, but not underbaked. And truly flattered you thought I could handle that much THC.”

“It did seem like a lot…”

“I fuckin’ bet,” Swiss chuckled. “It’s okay, though. I’m good. Sometimes I need a green out every so often. Keeps me humble.”

“Also freaks us the hell out,” Rain said. Swiss pressed his lips together, almost like he felt guilty about being basically incapacitated. He reached out toward the others, and Phantom felt the bed dipped as Rain joined the huddle. Mountain and Dew soon followed, encapsulating the two of them in their body heat and weight.

“Thanks for taking care of me, you guys.”

[ghoulette-knell]

Kiss the Goat

Swiss x Aurora

Aurora always made it her goal to tease Swiss on stage just to get the attention of the crowd. Swiss decides to punish her for her teasing by making her temptations reality.

🔞MDNI🔞

TW: Really not a plot, just smut; Friends to Lovers; Kinda Desperate Dom!Swiss (Aurora tries to dom but Swiss says ✨no✨); Bondage; Cunnilingus; Fingering (Aurora receiving); Dressed Man Naked Woman; Slight Edging; Blowjob (Swiss receiving); Dirty Talk.

Word Count: 3,392

Swiss was finished with Aurora’s antics. During concerts, she was purposefully coming to his platform on the stage and being very, obviously flirtatious. Rubbing her backside against his crotch as she danced to the music, kissing his cheek, stealing his vape. Aurora drove him crazy, so tonight, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

He walked silently down the halls towards the Ghoulette’s room; excitement flowing through his veins. He reached her door, his tail flicking in excitement as he knocked.

Aurora’s ears perked attentively as she heard a knock on her door. She slowly closed the book she was reading (undoubtedly a romance novel), and got up from the couch before walking to the door. The multi-Ghoulette unlocked it and came face-to-face with Swiss.

“Oh, hey Swiss!” she smiled innocently while looking up at the taller male, “How are you?” She was almost certain why Swiss was here.

He did not answer her question. He was silent for a moment before moving closer to Aurora, pressing his lips against hers roughly. His hands reached out to grab and slide slowly down her hips, cupping the Ghoulette from behind.

Swiss didn't bother to stop himself, didn't give anything a second thought. He was just here for one thing. He made sure to swiftly lock the door behind him as he moved into Aurora’s apartment without a single word exchanged.

She squeaked in surprise as Swiss aggressively smashed his lips against hers. Aurora groaned as he pushed her further into her apartment and locked the door behind him; pushing her against the wall.

His lips parted and slipped along Aurora’s cheeks, nuzzling and kissing her neck; biting and licking it with ferocity. He felt so excited; he needed her, he wanted her now. His breath was coming rapid and harsh through his nose as his tail whipped the air.

Aurora was his and only his now. He wasn't going to let anyone else enjoy her.

“I guess you didn’t like my teasing, eh?” the multi-Ghoulette giggled, the sound mixed with a strangled moan as he kissed and rubbed against Aurora’s neck, “You don’t like me rubbing against you in front of Papa and the fans? It makes you want to take action? Teach me a lesson?”

"A lesson." He groaned. "That's an understatement."

He lifted his head; his gaze turning from Aurora’s neck to her face. His emerald eyes were sharp and dark, there was a fire burning within them. He was angry, frustrated.

"You want a lesson?" Swiss asked, his tail coming around to curl around her waist. His other hands reached out and grasped Aurora’s chin, roughly turning her head to kiss her again deeply. Aurora’s mouth was forced open as his tongue searched within it.

Aurora groaned hungrily as Swiss’ tail curled roughly around her waist; pulling her deeper into the kiss. The multi-Ghoulette’s hands curled through his hair as she kissed back with the same energy of lust that Swiss had. Aurora hungrily grinded up against his thigh as he held her in place.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this, Swiss,” Aurora growled lustfully while forcing her tongue into his mouth; the two tongues immediately fighting each other.

He let go of her chin and slid his hands down her back. Swiss’ lips parted from hers, and he spoke in a low growl, "I know you have."

His hands grasped her rear and he brought Aurora up onto one of the platforms in her apartment, pressing her back against the wall. Swiss took a step away and lifted her shirt, pulling it up and over her head.

"It’s my turn to be a tease now. I’m gonna make you regret every single time you’ve made me hard on stage in front of hundreds of people." He growled, his eyes still sharp as steel in her direction.

Aurora purred like a little kitten as Swiss pulled her shirt up over her head; revealing her cute, pink bra. Goosebumps covered Aurora’s skin from the chill in the room, and she instinctively moved into Swiss’ arms and chest for some warmth.

“You’re all bark and no bite, Swiss,” Aurora teased while nibbling his ear, “You love the way I tease you on stage, so don’t act like you don’t.”

He let out a frustrated growl, but it was quickly masked by a low chuckle. He wrapped an arm around Aurora’s waist and began trailing his fingers down her side, over her stomach, and down towards her pants.

Swiss’ fingers wrapped around the belt of the pants, and quickly unclasped it. The Ghoul quickly pushed Aurora’s pants down, the woman rapidly breathing as lust began to take over her every sense.

"We'll see about that," he murmured, his breath tickling Aurora’s ear as he nipped and sucked on the lobe.

Without another word, Swiss bent down and slid her panties down her legs, exposing her pink pussy lips to his hungry gaze. His cock twitched in his pants, aching for a taste.

Swiss took Aurora’s wrists and pinned them above her head on the wall. "You're all mine now," he growled, his eyes locked on hers.

Before the Ghoul dove into Aurora’s pussy, he quickly undid his own belt and looped it around her wrists, securing her to the top of her cupboard, which had a steel paper towel holder. She couldn’t move even if she wanted to.

Aurora felt so exposed and submissive being tied up like this. This truly was the revenge Swiss wanted to deal out on her. She couldn't even touch herself like this, and she could feel her pussy beginning to grow wet by just being in this humiliating position in front of Swiss.

She lightly bucked her hips, looking at Swiss longingly as he backed away to admire his handiwork, "Swiss," she whined quietly while looking up at him, "Please fuck me. I need you~"

Swiss smirked, his eyes darkening as he took in her pleading look. He stepped closer and ran a finger down the valley between her breasts, teasingly tracing over Aurora’s nipples.

"You're so fucking beautiful when you beg," he whispered, his voice rough with desire.

He moved his hand down to Aurora’s swollen pussy lips, teasingly rubbing his fingers over them before dipping one inside. The Ghoulette moaned at the feeling of being penetrated, even in this small way.

"You're so wet for me," Swiss purred, his voice deep and low.

Aurora squealed softly as Swiss thrusted his fingers inside of her. It had been a very long time since she had anything besides her own fingers in her cunt, so Swiss was working wonders on her sensitive body.

Aurora bit her lip and slammed her eyes shut as she tried to swivel her hips to create more friction between Swiss' fingers and her hungry pussy. "F-Feels good," Aurora whispered.

Swiss watched with dark eyes as the Ghoulette squirmed under his touch. His fingers moved in and out of her, finding her sweet spot and rubbing it with just the right amount of pressure.

"You like that, huh?" He growled, his fingers working faster inside her, the moans and groans leaving Aurora’s mouth making his cock twitch in his pants.

Swiss leaned down and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with here as his fingers continued to work their magic against her clit and G-spot.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard," he promised, his voice low and husky.

"I'm sure, big boy," Aurora whispered while trying to bite back her little squeals of pleasure as Swiss teased her clit with his skillful fingers, "If this i-is what teasing you on stage gets me, I want to keep -fuck- doing it. Agh, oh fuck." She growled as the heat in her abdomen began to intensify, signifying an orgasm was approaching.

"Oh, you think so?" He smirked, his fingers moving faster inside of her as he teased her clit mercilessly.

Just as the orgasm was about to crash over Aurora, Swiss pulled his fingers out and left her hanging, her cunt aching for more.

He chuckled darkly as Aurora’s expression grew into one of annoyance and betrayal over Swiss not letting her cum, “What? You think I’d let you cum that quickly after your weeks of teasing? No… you’re going to have to beg to cum, sweet girl. It won’t be that easy.”

"Swiss!" Aurora cried out while absentmindedly bucking her hips into the air, missing his touch immensely, "You can't just do that! I-I need to cum. You can't tease me like that!"

The Ghoulette stared at him with doe eyes, silently begging him to return to her cunt. Whether it was his fingers again, his lips, or his cock... none of it mattered. She just needed Swiss.

"Oh, I can, and I will," Swiss smirked, his voice dark and full of promise.

He moved closer and gently pushed Aurora’s legs apart, revealing her swollen and leaking pussy to him once again. His cock twitched in anticipation, leaking pre-cum into his pants.

Without warning, he got to his knees in front of Aurora and licked a hot, wet strip up her cunt.

"Now beg," he growled, his eyes never leaving Aurora’s as her back arched, “And if you don’t beg, I will never touch you again. Beg for me to fuck you cock-drunk.”

Aurora’s back arched the second his fat, wet tongue made contact with her needy hole. A strained, strangled gasp left her mouth, and her bound arms struggled against the belt to grabbed Swiss' head.

"F-Fuck!" she moaned while bucking her hips up to meet Swiss' mouth, "T-That feels so good! More! More, please!"

Swiss chuckled darkly as he lapped up her juices, savoring the taste of her. His tongue darted in and out of the Ghoulette’s soaking wet pussy, flicking against her clit and driving her wild.

Swiss’ fingers also worked overtime, pushing in and out of the multi-Ghoulette’s holes, earning another strained moan with each thrust. Aurora’s juices were beginning to soak Swiss’ moustache, which made the Ghoul’s dick swell with arousal.

‘A little treat for later,’ he thought to himself as he continued to piston his tongue and fingers through Aurora’s needy hole; her walls clenching around him painfully.

"That's it, baby," he purred, his quiet voice being drowned out due to Aurora’s feral moans, “You taste so fucking good. You’re so wet for me, it’s almost pathetic.”

He pulled back slightly, his cock twitching in anticipation as he watched Aurora squirm under his touch.

"You want my cock in that tight little pussy of yours, don't you?" He asked, his voice low and husky.

"Y-Yes, Swiss!" Aurora squeaked pathetically as her muscles began to contract and twitch due to the second orgasm she was approaching being suddenly yanked from her right as she reached the climax.

“You’ve gotta stop edging me, Swiss! I’ll die if I don’t get to cum!”

Of course, classic Aurora. Always being so damn dramatic.

"Oh, you think I'm going to stop now?" Swiss chuckled darkly, his eyes darkening with lust.

The Ghoul quickly unzipped his zipper and pushed his boxers down. His huge, pulsating cock popped out of the zipper hole, the tip leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. Aurora’s mouth began watering at the sight; the sudden temptation to wrap her lips around him and milk him dry.

Swiss chuckled lowly as he saw that look in Aurora’s eyes, and approached while positioning his cock at her entrance. He rubbed the head against her soaking wet pussy lips.

"Tell me, sweet girl," he whispered, his voice rough with desire, "When was the last time you had a real cock in here?"

He pushed forward slowly, feeling her tight heat engulf his cock. A shocked gasp left Aurora’s lips as he pushed a bit of his length in unexpectedly.

"That's right," he growled, his hips beginning to move in a slow, sensual grind, "Do you feel how good it feels to be filled by a real man?"

Aurora scooted her lower half to the edge of the counter so Swiss could have more room to push his impressive dick inside of her hungry pussy. Her jaw laid ajar as he slowly picked up a rhythm; her eyes rolling into the back of her head as Swiss started dirty talking.

"It feels so good to be fucked by a real man," she blabbered while struggling to get her hands out of the stupid bindings, "There's no dick that compares to yours, Swiss! F-Fuck you feel so good!"

Swiss grinned wickedly as he watched her reactions. He pulled out a bit before slamming back in, his hips slapping against Aurora’s ass cheeks.

Aurora felt her body being taken over by pleasure as he thrust in and out of her, hitting her G-spot with every stroke. The sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with Aurora’s guttural moans and gasps.

"That's right, baby," he growled, "Only my cock can make you feel this good."

He picked up the pace, fucking her hard and fast now.

"You like it when I take control, don't you?" He asked, his voice low and menacing.

"Say it," he growled, pushing his cock deeper inside Aurora; drool trickling down her face and out of her swollen lips as her whole body shook with pleasure.

Usually, Aurora would've wanted to be in control in the bedroom, especially with someone as handsome as Swiss, but this time, she loved Swiss being in charge.

"I love it when you take control!" the multi-Ghoulette shouted to obediently, while pushing her hips into Swiss' as he continued to pound her pussy, "There's no one who can make me feel like this besides you! I am yours to control, Swiss!"

"Good girl," Swiss purred, his hips slamming against Aurora’s ass.

He reached upwards and pinched one of her nipples, making her gasp and blush ferociously.

"You're such a naughty little slut," he growled, "But I love it."

Without warning, Swiss grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, exposing her neck. He nipped and sucked at Aurora’s skin, leaving a mark that would surely turn into a bruise.

This sensation mixed with Swiss’ thrusts once again pushed Aurora to the climax she had been chasing all night.

"You're mine, Aurora," he whispered against her skin, "And I'm going to claim you. No one else in the fucking ministry will be able to have you. You are mine.”

His thrusts became harder, faster, and deeper as he took Aurora to the edge of orgasm once again, this time with the intention of letting her cum.

"C-Cuming!" she slurred as her muscles began to contract and twitch; stars blotting her vision. Aurora’s toes curled as she finally hit that orgasm she had been begging for this whole night; an unearthly screech leaving her lips.

Aurora’s legs wrapped around Swiss' waist, trapping him inside of her as she came. The multi-Ghoulette’s pussy clenched all over Swiss' cock, squeezing pleasurably as she came all over his dick.

Swiss groaned as he felt Aurora’s tight pussy clenching around his cock, her orgasm sending shockwaves through the duo.

"That's it, baby," he purred, his hips bucking against hers as he found his own release.

Swiss buried his cock to the hilt inside her, filling her up completely as he came, his hot seed shooting deep inside her womb.

He collapsed on top of Aurora, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

"You're addicted to my cock, aren't you?" He asked, smirking down at you.

"Heh," Aurora breathily laughed while leaning into Swiss as he collapsed on top of her; her hands still tied up so she couldn't fully embrace him, "You wish, Swiss. I've only had your cock once-- how am I to know if I'm addicted or not?"

"Oh, you'll know," Swiss chuckled, rolling off of Aurora and untying her wrists.

She winced slightly as the belt come off her wrists; a small amount of bruising and burning left on her arms from the straining due to Swiss’ thrusts.

He pulled out of Aurora, his cock twitching as it left her pussy. A long strand of his cum hung from her pussy lips, dripping onto the floor.

"Now, clean me up," he ordered, pointing to the mess on his dick.

The multi-Ghoulette looked at him with a mix of lust and defiance, knowing what he wanted. She got off the counter and crawled over to him, her naked body glistening with sweat and cum.

"Get on your knees," he commanded, his voice stern.

Aurora immediately dropped to her knees in front of the Ghoul, her tail lashing from excitement. She gripped at his jeans for balance support, which were soaked around the zipper line due to her cum.

Using her left hand, Aurora grabbed Swiss' shaft and pumped it softly before placing it inside of her mouth. She teasingly licked it from the base all the way to the tip, tasting tinges of herself on his cock.

Swiss groaned as he felt her warm, wet mouth engulfing his cock.

"That's it, baby," he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. "Now, make me feel good."

He placed a hand on the back of Aurora’s head, guiding her movements as she took him deeper into her mouth. His hips began to buck again, fucking her face.

"You're such a good little slut," Swiss purred.

Aurora’s throat squelched as Swiss' dick pistoned through her mouth. Tears pricked her eyes from the pressure his dick inflicted on her throat; the occasional gag leaving her lips. The Ghoulette moaned across his length as Swiss began to face-fuck her; wetness pooling at her abused cunt once more.

"That's it, Aurora," Swiss whispered, his voice hoarse. "Take it all."

He reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back slightly so he could look into your eyes. His gaze was intense, possessive.

Aurora coughed a little bit as Swiss pulled her mouth off his cock, saliva dribbling down her lips as she inhaled deeply.

"You belong to me now," he growled, his hips slamming back into her face, taking Aurora by surprise.

The Ghoulette’s body trembled with the onslaught of sensations as he continued to thrust his cock in and out of her throat, leaving no part of it untouched.

"Say it," the Ghoul demanded. "Tell me you belong to me."

Aurora felt her resistance crumble under his gaze. "I... belong to you," she managed to choke out between gags as Swiss pulled his dick from her mouth one more time.

"That's a good girl," he purred, his hips slowing down as he reached climax.

He pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva and cum. Without saying a word, ropes of cum erupted from Swiss’ dick, coating Aurora’s face with his seed.

Aurora immediately stuck her tongue out and attempted to catch the cum as it covered her face. Swiss couldn’t help but moan as he saw the sight in front of him.

The Ghoul collapsed on the ground beside Aurora and pulled her into his chest. He laid a few soft kisses to her cheeks, forehead, and lips; a purr vibrating from his chest.

“You were so good for me, baby,” he whispered encouragingly while pushing some pieces of hair behind Aurora’s ears, “So, so good.”

Aurora struggled to catch her breath, but when she did, she softly placed her lips upon Swiss’; her eyes fluttering shut.

“I’m going to tease you more often on stage if it means we can do that more often,” she whispered while rubbing her thumbs across the Ghoul’s cheeks.

The purr increased in Swiss’ chest; his tail swaying in happiness.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[marsspeedway]

COME ON CAROLINA- I mean, Sodo

Where Phantom tries to get close to Sodo and where Sodo must give the young Quintessence ghoul a chance. The question is… Could Sodo really give Phantom a chance?

There were many things that Phantom couldn't quite understand.

Complex things like his powers, how he can hear thoughts that aren't his own, how he can make pains go away or even how he can make someone's body just stop reacting... It's terrifying.

And then there's that innocent side of the ghoul who asked how there were little people inside the box in the living room... The TV.

Of course, Rain just smiled and explained to him that there were no people trapped in the box while Swiss mentioned it every chance he got.

«Hey Bug, wanna watch some little people fighting?»

He was referring to watching the boxing match.

To Swiss's luck Phantom doesn't mind what he does, in fact he thinks it's funny enough to let out a chuckle here and there with him.

Phantom had the opportunity to learn a lot about the human world during the last tour and adapted really well to crowds of people surprisingly quickly. Of course, considering he was summoned shortly before starting out and barely giving him time to adjust to life in the Ministry around more ghouls who didn't want to rip his head off.

His ability to socialize wasn't bad either, much better than others to tell the truth. He had come out of the pit together with a ghoulette and although they didn't know each other they had been each other's main point of support: sleeping nearby, eating together, talking together until they felt comfortable enough to start forming small conversations with their bandmates.

Aurora, the multi-ghoulette, had gotten very close to the band's keyboardists although her relationship with her multi-ghoul partner and the bassist wasn't at all bad either. Mountain had let her get close too, pleased with the girl's taste in flowers and surprisingly Sodo had gotten along well with her, even giving her one of the bouquets of flowers that had once been thrown at him on stage.

Meanwhile Phantom was not left behind, the ghoulettes also welcomed him with open arms, excited for a new companion; Mountain silently accepted him and let him loiter around him in the garden or wherever he was; Rain found his curiosity charming and in no time he found himself answering all the young Quintessence ghoul's questions and Swiss wasted no time in starting to learn from him, finding out everything he could to make him feel more comfortable and integrated and knowing how Swiss is also to annoy him.

But there was one, just one, that Phantom couldn't win over... Sodo.

The guy seemed to avoid him whenever he could, answer everything as simply and concretely as possible and Phantom hadn't been able to get any closer to him even if he had wanted to.

Which he really really wanted.

A lot.

Everything seemed fine on stage, he had even been able to kneel in front of him once and in response had received an approving nod of his head. Phantom swears he'd seen a hint of a smile when the man pulled down his mask to drink water but as quickly as they'd left the stage it had all vanished. There was no compliment from him, no smile, no pat on the back, no sign... Nothing.

«Give him a bit of time... He's not ready yet.»

Rain had told him once when Phantom asked how he could possibly try to get close to the Fire ghoul.

In Phantom's head the same question was going around and around: ready for what?

There was something clear that no one wanted to tell him, he could feel it and he knew it but no one would tell him anything.

He knows very well that he is the successor of someone, there was someone before him and someone before that someone just like he knew that Copia was not the first vocalist of the band and much less the first Papa Emeritus... Well, he was Papa Emeritus IV for a reason, wasn't he?

Why can't ghouls have a number too? Why does it have to be just "Quintessence ghoul"? Why does it have to be just "Phantom"?

Phantom found really difficult the amount of different names to remember... An Omega, someone who used to be called Delta and an Aether were the names he had been given when he asked Copia who his predecessors were... Well, at least they were few. He doesn't even want to ask Rain again the name of his own or even how many there were.

Everything seemed fine if he asked about Omega, or Delta, but if he asked about Aether... Oh if he asked about Aether.

He had been told that he had been transferred for major situations along with Sunshine, one of the previous Ghoulettes, and that they hadn't heard much from them since. It was clear that it hurt, Phantom knew it well because he could feel it.

After that he didn't ask again, not after seeing their reactions and sensing everyone's suffering, loss and longing... Not after feeling a particular pain in his chest that after trying to recognize he could only attribute to the Fire ghoul.

If the name hurt them so much then he would never utter it again.

When Phantom says he has a good relationship with everyone he's not lying. He spends hours around Mountain, cuddles with Rain and Swiss, lets his hair be styled by the Ghoulettes. He is close to everyone and is definitely already part of the pack, he is already affectionate with them and they are affectionate with him. Again, except for one of them.

Phantom is determined to try to get closer to Sodo, to find out what it is about him that he dislikes so much.

His first idea is to go to the cinema because a movie and some popcorn sure sounds like a great idea; at least to him.

Phantom is sure he has never begged so hard in his life.

"Please please pleeeease with a cherry on top!!"

Phantom had whined, clinging to Copia's calf as he tried to walk across the kitchen causing Phantom to drag himself across the tile floor and cling tighter and tighter to the poor man with legs, arms and tail.

"Phantom, I'm not going to let you go out alone."

The man had sighed, leaning against the edge of the bar as he felt the circulation in his leg might be starting to cut off.

"I told you I'm not going alone! Come on, please, pleeeease pleeeeeease-"

The younger man continued with his cheek pressed against Copia's thigh.

Swiss watched from his place on the other side of the bar, his tail wagging curiously.

"What with the little guy?"

The Multi-ghoul raised an eyebrow, admiring the way Phantom looked like some sort of overgrown baby koala.

"Phantom wants to go to the cinema." Copia ran a hand through his hair "And he won't tell me who he plans to go with."

"Is it one of the girls?"

Swiss asked tilting his head slightly; Phantom could feel both of his golden pupils glued on him. In response Rain only nudged the Multi-ghoul slightly and Mountain watched silently.

"No!"

Phantom simply replied.

"I can tag along him, you know" Rain quickly replied, ready to back up whatever the little Quintessence ghoul was going to do. "Actually Mountain and I wanted to go out and the cinema doesn't sound bad at all, does it?" The Water ghoul asked, shooting the taller one a complicit look.

"Sure."

The giant replied, looking really calm and in agreement with the proposal and the situation.

Swiss looked at them both, eyes narrowed and one eyebrow raised.

"We'll take care of Phantom and whoever he invites. You don't have to worry." Rain said to Copia, noting how the man seemed to hesitate before shaking his head and giving up.

"All right." Phantom smiled, his eyes lighting up visibly "But I expect him back in one piece, got it?"

All 3 nodded, Phantom doing it a couple more times than necessary but convincing Copia just the same.

"Good, now let go of me before I change my mind." Phantom quickly obeyed, untying his tail and limbs from Copia's leg with a huge grin on his face.

The man merely rolled his eyes, reached for one of the juice boxes from one of his ghouls and escaped back to his office; now with his leg free and without an extra weight to drag back.

The older ghouls watched Copia walk away down the hallway as the younger one silently celebrated by moving his arms, smiling and hopping around before doing a little dance that Rain thought was adorable.

"He sure learned that from you..."

Mountain leaned over to whisper to Swiss and Swiss just looked at him with a confused grimace.

"I expect a little more help the next time I want to go out with Aurora."

"Do I look like a babysitter?"

Mountain grinned, earning a small growl from the Multi-ghoul.

"Rain you're the best!"

They both heard Phantom exclaim and when they looked back up he had Rain hugged with arms and tail, squeezing and shaking him a little.

Rain merely petted his head, getting a quick peck on the cheek before he was released and Phantom moved on to Mountain.

"Thank you!"

Phantom repeated the action with the larger ghoul though it was obvious he couldn't shake him or lift him like he did with the Water ghoul.

"You're welcome Phantom."

Mountain replied, giving him a small gentle pat on the back before the younger one also gave him a peck on the cheek making him snort.

"Now is when you come to me and say you'll take me to the movie, right Bug?" Swiss asked smiling flirtatiously at the Quintessence ghoul. Phantom looked up at him, the small blush on his cheeks and his huge smile gave away how happy he was.

"Of course not." He said releasing the Earth ghoul, shaking his head.

"Who are you planning to take if not the girls or me?" The questioning made Phantom shrug.

"Sodo?" He whispered in a tiny voice, looking away and shrinking in place.

The other three looked at each other... would Sodo really agree to go out with him? They wanted to think yes, he wouldn't be so cruel as to break the heart of a creature as damn cute as Phantom.

Surely he wouldn't.

…

“No.”

That's what the Fire ghoul had said as soon as Phantom had told him «You want to go with me to» cutting off his words and slamming the door in the younger man's face.

"Come on Sodo, it's a horror one!" Phantom yelled from outside, not daring to open the door to a room that wasn't his, let alone Sodo's. "You like horror movies, don't you?" He asked him, his tail wagging anxiously behind him.

He didn't get an answer.

"We're not going alone." Phantom could hear movement inside the room. "Rain and Mountain are going too... If it makes you feel any better."  Phantom muttered near the door, practically leaning against it.

"Stop trying, I'm not going."

Phantom let the tops of his long horns hit the wood of the door.

"Why?"

Phantom had always been too curious.

"I have better things to do."

Even if his curiosity caused him pain.

"Fine."

He sighed.

Phantom took Swiss instead of Sodo.

When they returned the light in the rehearsal room was on... He definitely had better things to do.

…

"I need to get new boots..." Sodo said, stretching out on the couch in the common room. His head turned to Rain who was sitting next to Phantom playing some thing that Sodo had no idea what it was. "Do you want to come over Rain? We could stop by the bookstore on the Mall... I'm sure we'll find something you like."

Rain seemed too focused on whatever he was doing with the controller in his hands but answered anyway.

" Sorry, I have plans with the girls..." The Water ghoul informed him and when Sodo was about to tell him it was no problem Rain interrupted him, "But Phantom can go with you."

Phantom turned to see Rain in alarm, causing his attention in the game to be diverted to the man and at the same time causing the Game Over screen to jump in front of his eyes, losing their game.

Rain celebrated happily, raising his arms victoriously and looking at Phantom who looked back at him between nervous and annoyed; conflicted at having lost but at the same time anxious as he had been offered for something.

"I'm sure Phantom will gladly go, Sodo."

Rain assured.

"Tsk... Whatever."

Sodo clicked his tongue, not refusing but not outright accepting either.

And Phantom?

The boy just shrunk in place.

While he longed for the opportunity to get close to the Fire ghoul the truth was that it made him a little anxious. He barely knew anything about him, though what he did know was that he could easily burn him alive or rip out his jugular... Which if he was lucky neither would happen.

If he was lucky.

After a moment of silence Sodo stood up, taking a moment to fix his shirt and walk over to Phantom to put a finger on his chest, pressing a couple of times as he spoke.

"Fifteen minutes, you hurry up or I'll leave you."

He ordered, pulling his hand away and leaving the room without another word.

Phantom held a hand to his chest, looking up at some dead spot on the wall before remembering that he was in fact supposed to breathe.

"Tick tock Phantom... You're wasting time and Sodo is unforgiving."

Rain reminded him, causing the young man to stand up immediately.

"Sure sure, right... Thanks."

Phantom smiled at him and Rain returned the gesture, giving him a "shoo shoo" gesture with his hand to which the other nodded, heading for the door.

"And stay with him, I don't want you to get lost!"

Was the last thing Phantom heard, giving the man a thumbs up before disappearing down the hallway in direction to his room.

…

Sodo was already at the door, anxiously waiting for the young ghoul to arrive or, if possible, not even bother to show up so he could leave alone.

He could have left already even if the 15 minutes hadn't passed, he would have if it was someone else he didn't like... He could have simply not invited him, but certain words echoed in his head.

"I can't believe you didn't accept just to stay and practice." Rain had said, running a hand over his face. "I understand that you miss him, we all do... But could you give him a chance?"

Sodo was folding his arms, giving little importance to what the Water ghoul was telling him.

"It's not him..."

Rain frowned as he heard his words, bringing his hand to the bridge of his nose to squeeze it before sighing; his tail wagging annoyingly behind him.

"I know Sodo, I know... But you can't keep getting stuck on it." The man told him, understanding his point but not agreeing with it. "Phantom will never be Aether and I know it... We know it."

Sodo growled.

"I'm not asking you to replace him... I'm asking you to give him a chance."

His small moment of reflection was interrupted when he heard footsteps approaching.

When he turned his head he found the ghoul running in his direction until he was in front of him.

"I'm... I'm here. Do you want to go?"

Phantom asked between gasps, looking up at him with glittering eyes.

"Shouldn't you get some breath...?" Sodo murmured worriedly, looking at the watch on his wrist... The boy still had 5 minutes to spare.

He really didn't want Sodo to leave him and go without him.

He felt a little bad but he pushed the thought out of his head quickly, putting his serious facade back on.

"Whatever... Your Glamour before you leave, I don't want to hear people screaming or anything."

And with that Sodo opened the door and stepped out, waiting for Phantom outside.

Phantom was quick to obey, running a hand through his hair to fix it a bit and stepping out behind the older man.

When Sodo turned around he found the same shirt and black jeans but this time the long dark horns and long tail of the ghoul were gone, his long hair combed to one side while his skin was no longer a violet gray and his eyes no longer had that characteristic purple color, only brown.

He inspected the boy for a moment, from head to toe, before turning around again disinterested and starting to walk being followed by Phantom without saying a single word.

…

"Look, these are pretty too."

Sodo doesn't know if bringing Phantom along was his best idea or his worst.

The boy was clearly enthusiastic about helping him look for whatever he wanted to find or basically anything he wanted to do, even agreeing to be the one to ask for directions or directions from employees at establishments.

"Not my style."

Sodo had replied, averting his gaze to another pair of boots that caught his attention.

"Right." The boy muttered, looking around for another option for Sodo. "Take your time, we still have a few more stores left to look in." Phantom reminded him.

"Mhm." Was what Sodo hummed before picking up one of the boots amples in display and inspecting it.

Phantom was content to watch Sodo looking for whatever it was he wanted to find, content when he seemed to find it and content when he tried it on and liked it.

"Are those the ones?"

"These are the ones."

Sodo stated

It wasn't long before the two found themselves walking out of the store with Phantom carrying the bag with the shoebox. Sodo seemed pleased with his purchase and Phantom now felt happy that at least the main purpose of the visit had been successfully completed.

"Any place you want to go?"

The Fire ghoul had asked after a moment of silence, not sounding interested but not eager to leave either. Phantom thought for a moment, now that Sodo mentioned it maybe he could buy a few things.

"I thought about stop by the bookstore to get Rain something... Is there a candle store around here? I'm sure Aurora would like a new one for her collection." Phantom replied, looking at the shorter man. " And now that I think about it I could get some incense for Mountain. They are usually sell together, right?"

Sodo had to admit that it's cute how the boy is interested in getting some of his mates something, he also had to admit that maybe he was a little jealous of the attention.

He wondered if Phantom would do that if they were close.

"Isn't there something you want?" Sodo asked, earning Phantom's head tilted slightly to the side; he looked like a confused puppy. "I mean something you want to get for yourself, isn't there anything?"

Phantom let out a small «Oh» before shaking his head.

"Not really."

Sodo sighed, rolling his eyes.

"I know where the bookstore is, if you get to ask for that candle place I'll go with you."

Phantom perked up and Sodo could have sworn that if he didn't have the Glamour on him he'd be sure his tail would be wagging from side to side happily.

"Sure!"

And Sodo could see the boy looking for someone to ask.

Sodo doesn't know if it was worse to see Rain decide for which book to choose or to see Phantom do the exact same thing only to end up buying 3 different ones after all... Same with the candles and incense: 2 candles for Aurora and 2 incense for Mountain, just because he couldn't decide for which scents to choose.

Sodo would help Phantom with the bags, he would if the guy would at least let him.

"I can do it, I'm fine." It was what Phantom had been repeating since they'd left their last stop, carrying Sodo's bag of boots, Rain's bag of books, and Aurora and Mountain's candles and incense. "Do you want to go inside?" was the other thing Phantom had been repeating every time he saw Sodo looking in some shop window.

"No, I'm good."

That's what Sodo had replied each and every time.

He was sure that if he said he liked something Phantom would insist on coming in and getting the garment for him to try on and if he bought it he was sure the ghoul would carry the bag without letting him even say no. Well, he's sure Swiss and Mountain will be happy not to carry everything the next time they go out together.

Yeah, maybe next time.

Next time.

Sodo doesn't know when he started contemplating a next outing, much less accompanied by the young Quintessence ghoul.

He feels something stirring in his chest, he wants to think it's annoyance.

But no... It's not annoyance.

…

He's glad Phantom didn't question anything when he told him he wanted to leave, he's also grateful that Phantom is silent on the way to the Abbey.

When he parks in the driveway Sodo has his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles white from the strength. The car is still on, but they're no longer moving, they're home but none of them get out.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Phantom flinches at the tone of voice being used, turning his head to look at him.

"Excuse me?"

The rhythm guitarist questions, eyeing his major.

"Don't play dumb." Sodo spits still looking straight ahead. "All nice and obliging."

"I don't play dumb-"

"Yeah sure, and I was born yesterday Phantom."

The one mentioned shrugs looking away, wondering what to do in this situation. Was this a confrontation? A fight? An argument? Phantom is not a fan of any of those.

"I don't know what got you like this... I thought we were fine." He muttered, resting his eyes on Sodo's darkened figure. "We weren't fine?" Phantom's voice was small.

Sodo's chest contracted.

"Don't try to give me pity."

"I'm not trying to give you pity- it's a genuine question!" Phantom squeaked, his voice cracking for a moment as he tried to raise his voice a little. "I seriously don't know what you mean!"

"Stop using your damn Quintessence on me!"

"I'm not!"

"Then why do I feel this way!?

"Have you ever thought that maybe it's just you!?"

Phantom wasn't even angry like Sodo, which he could sense, but he had instinctively yelled out of reflex; a sort of thing that comes from his days in the pit, something about dominating the situation by raising his voice.

He honestly hated that instinct.

Silence settled between the two, the air heavy as Phantom felt Sodo's anger swirl in his own chest and as soon as it rose it fall, filling the burning void with a deafening pain that Phantom recognized as familiar.

Sodo's head hit the top of the steering wheel.

"Do you hate me?"

Phantom asked in a tiny voice, as innocent as a child who doesn't know that the word hate is too strong.

Sodo felt the air leaving his lungs, his stomach dropping as he realized what he had made the young ghoul believe.

"I don't hate you..." His voice sounded soft, much softer than Phantom had heard in the time he had been with them. "I see you and I can't stop thinking about him."

Sodo admitted with pain and some anger, not at Phantom but at himself.

"Is it because I look so much like him?"

"It's because you don't look anything like him!"

"Oh..."

Sodo sighed, lifting his head to look at Phantom.

"You're not him and I know it." His eyes locked onto Phantom's, narrowed and threatening to water. "I can't replace him, I don't want to replace him... But I can give you a chance." The Fire ghoul muttered, soon shaking his head.

"No..."

Phantom felt his own stomach drop, twist with anxiety at his words, what did that mean, that he wouldn't give him a chance?

Phantom felt himself breathing again when he realized something was holding his hand, a rough touch against his skin. His gaze lowered to his hand where he found a slightly smaller one holding his own.

"With everything I've done... I think you should be the one to choose to give me a chance."

Sodo murmured, the lights from the car's headlights illuminating them slightly from outside and Phantom thought Sodo's face being illuminated by the yellowish light was one of the most beautiful things in this world.

Sodo's hand was still on his, gently holding him to let him know that he could pull away if he wished. To Sodo's little surprise, and which he would have liked to have been greater, Phantom moved closer to him and made his fingers intertwine with the elder's.

"Take it." Phantom stated breathlessly, his eyes never leaving the other's. "Let me get to know you, please. Let me be one of your mates." Phantom practically begged, his cheeks tinted a soft reddish hue. "I could never replace him and I can't heal your pain but I can keep you company."

Sodo watched him, sensing Phantom's intentions for miles.

"Keep me company... Know me."

Sodo whispered, watching as in his companion's eyes a violet glint shone for a mere millisecond before he had the younger man pressing his lips to his. The ghoul's soft lips sent a faint static across Sodo's chapped lips, only increasing as Phantom leaned closer and caught his other hand to intertwine their fingers.

The kiss was soft, cute and innocent; something Sodo already saw coming. When they parted Sodo let out a chuckle at Phantom trying to scratch the underside of his nose with his shoulder in an attempt not to let go of the man; consequently he made his arm rise and thus his hand next to Sodo's, who didn't even bother trying to stop him.

"Your mustache itches..."

Phantom said almost pouting.

"Ya, and Swiss's doesn't."

"Hey!"

Phantom protested, his cheeks a little redder this time and his eyes extremely bright with that purple tinge that escaped the illusion of his Glamour.

"Come on, let go of me and let's go inside already."

Sodo ordered, trying to disengage his hand from Phantom's grip who seemed a bit reluctant at the idea.

"You can hold my hand when we go down..."

Sodo offered and Phantom didn't hesitate for a second to get out, with Sodo turning off the engine and lights before opening the door.

When Sodo rounded the car Phantom already had the bags in one hand and the remaining one was offered in his direction. Without the possibility of refusing, and without wanting to, Sodo took his hand and allowed himself to be guided to the doors of the Abbey.

…

"Phantom you didn't have to!" Rain had raised his voice, seeing the three books wrapped in protective plastic that the young man had handed him. "What am I going to do with you?" The Water ghoul muttered, pulling Phantom into a tight embrace as he laughed softly.

"Thanks for the candles Ant!"

Aurora had told him later after giving her the pair of candles, also giving him a tight hug.

Mountain approached from behind, leaning forward and placing his chin on the Quintessence ghoul's fluffy hair to rub it against him, making the boy smell a little more like him; his silent token of thanks.

"You know it's nothing," Phantom sighed happily, stroking the Earth ghoul's cheek softly "I like to see you happy."

Sodo, sitting on one of the bar stools, couldn't help but smile goofily... At last he could see his pack happy again; at last he could feel happy again.

Without him noticing Phantom slid in beside him, hugging him and wrapping his tail around him as he now knew he liked to do.

Sodo could feel the static the ghoul exuded and Phantom could feel the heat the other radiated.

"I can see you two seem to have talked a thing or two."

Rain said smiling, noting the joy evident in both of them.

"Yeah... We talked a few."

Sodo answered.

"His mustache itches."

Phantom muttered.

"You'll get used to it."

Mountain replied.

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Meet the Artist: @vivtanner

Hello! I’m Viv Tanner, a Swiss freelance illustrator based in Austria. Whenever I’m not fighting monsters alongside friends in TTRPG worlds, I love to draw characters in atmospheric settings for books, games & more. Together with Eliot Baum, I’ve worked on projects like Sefirot - A Tarot Board Game, The Hidden Isle, and our comic Heart of Gold. Apart from that, I’ve illustrated covers for books and assembled my own small artbooks, like Naufrage & Agape. My passion lies in characters and their interactions, so I spend most of my free time creating art inspired by DnD campaigns/oneshots, which allows me to experiment with different styles as well.

Nice to meet you, Viv! Below are some pieces they have shared with you all.

For more of Viv’s artwork, check out their Tumblr, @vivtanner!

[honey-tongued-devil]

The sillies

I’m drawing some silly shit with the ghouls for Halloween, even thinking about writing an oneshot, so don’t mind me spamming.

Some details here!!!!

(In my headcanon Dew and Swiss are the only ones not grey, but still very ashy)

[leonenjoyer69]

Day 6: Ships!! Tosses these guys down (I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM, MR TANIS I AM YOUR NUMBER 1 FAN)

(Click for higher quality--)

I might color this at some later date but omg procrastinating made this take all day, so 💀 I also might write a little oneshot for them bc hello we need more writings guys 💔💔

Anyways, ship yapping under the cut 😋😋

I AM A DODDLE X TANIS TRUTHER!!! THEY'RE SO PERFECT TO ME!!! My evidence: this panel and vibes

That arm behind Doddles back. I see you Tanis. Also, I yapped about them a bunch on head canons day (plz go read if you haven't they're so important to me /nf) BUT UGHHHHH.

Ship name is Swiss Roll, bc of Tanis' hair and, yk, Doddle's baking.

Super empathetic guy x ray of sunshine guy please save me. Save me amazing ship dynamic. THEY'RE JUST!!! HAPPY!!!

Tanis is the only person Doddle can stand to have in the kitchen with him when he's baking, bc Tanis just instinctively knows how and when to stay out of the way.

Tanis also gets to be one of the main test subjects of Doddle's experiments, and gets leftover or unsatisfactory goods to use as offerings to spirits.

VKSKVKD ANYWAYS, I,, NEED THEM TO BE HAPPY TOGETHER SO BAD, SAGE, SAGE PLEASE, IT NEEDS TO BE REAL /hj

Also, fun fact, I drew these on 2 separate pieces of paper (bc I'm an idiot) and just,,, ibisPaintX extracted the line arts and edited them together 🙏 so here's those separately lmao

Anyways!!! Um, this won't be the last time you hear of them bc I'm not normal about them, thank you for reading :3333

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Our Beloved (Nameless Ghouls)

Summary: During an abusive relationship with a Brother of Sin, Y/n finds she had no strength left to fight; little does she realize there were 5 fighters who would tear the world apart for her.

Triggers: Mention of abuse, mention of blood, pissed off ghouls, fluffy ending

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He should have known better. Should have seen the signs; he should have acted sooner, should have spoken up quicker in her defense. But the past could not be reversed and she was so much better without that fucker. But the regret was strong within his chest that left him sleepless for days riddled with worry for her. How many times had he found her crying alone in a corner trying to hide from the world only to put on a smile for others to see so that they would not know the dark truth? How many bruises did she hide and make excuses for clumsiness he damn knew she did not possess? Far too many. He should have pushed further, asked more questions, said something to her or his bandmates in favor of her safety! All those nights she'd come knocking on the Ghoul's wing with makeup smears as dark and messy as the bruises and marks on her precious skin! He wanted to murder the man - no, a boy. Because that is what he was! A boy who knew nothing of the sacredness of a woman's body and soul. Did he know the damage went deeper than the marks he left on her body could not heal as the bruises on her flesh would over time?

Phantom hated him. Kenneth. The boy who dared lay a hand on the most precious human being in the Ministry. For tainting her view of love and for using her body as much as he abused her heart. It made his blood boil and turned him into a version of himself he didn't recognize. But what could he do? Nothing that would not make her hate him. Y/n was too kind to others. Too sweet for this world…too forgiving of those who wronged her because her heart was just too big; she forgave with the hope things would change. But how many black eyes, hand marks, and split lips will it take for her to realize she didn't deserve any of that; that this show of 'love' was not love at all and a monster could not change his ways with a forgiving heart like hers?

"You have to tell Papa, he can't keep doing this to you. You don't deserve it, angel." Phantom was fuming but he kept his voice calm as he watched with attentive eyes as Mountain wiped at the blood on her brow.

"You don't understand…I just made him lose his cool a little bit. I knew he was busy with work; it is very important to him. I just…I thought he might have wanted to take a break. I should have seen the signs sooner that he didn't want to be bothered. Sometimes he more inclined to take breaks but…I-I suppose he was just overworked today." Y/n murmured, her voice adamant as she defended Kenneth.

"More important than you?" Dewdrop growled cracking his knuckles.

"That's him losing his cool a 'little' bit?" Swiss waved a hand at the girl with an incredulous look on his face. "That's not losing his cool, darling. That's full-on rage mode! What did he do, hit you with a window?!" he snorted at the audacity.

"A mug actually…The handle broke and cut my eye." Y/n replied as if it was the most normal thing in the world, it was to her because this wasn't the first time.

"A…mug? A mug?" Phantom blew up; hands tightening where they were placed on his hips so that he didn't lash out. But the damage was still done; Y/n flinched at the sound of his raised voice and he blew out a slow breath to calm down. He didn't need to add to the damage.

"Honey, that's not normal. It's not okay." Rain murmured gripping her hand that rested in her lap as the Water ghoul sat beside her on the sofa.

"But it-" she began to protest only to hiss when Mountain pressed a cloth to the cut on her eyebrow.

"But it is, blossom. He has the ability to control his own reactions and emotions. He did not have to lash out at you. Not now and not any of the other times." the Earth Ghoul said softly as his attention left the damage on her face to stare into her eyes that were starting to well up with tears.

"We would fucking go to war for you, woman! Why can't you just let us help you?!" Phantom added and Rain glared up at his packmate.

"Not helping Phantom!" he snapped

"We can't keep turning a blind eye to this, babes. We have to tell Papa." Dewdrop added gripping Phantom's shoulder as a silent warning even when his gaze was on the injured girl.

"You can't!" Y/n replied back throwing her hands in the air. "He's the nephew of a politician! He has money, power, and influence in this town! If something like this comes out in the tabloids what do you think will happen?" she looked around at the ghouls with a pointed gaze.

"Ruin his reputation." Swiss snorted crossing his arms.

"No!" the girl snapped. "It would be brushed under the rug just like all the other altercations he has ever had. People will be paid off for their silence, and he goes scot-free!" she explained. "It's just…it's better like this until alternative I have. If I leave him things will get worse…and I don't want this ministry and all of Papa's hard work to get bashed because of one man. I won't allow it." she shook her head and rose to her feet.

"Y/n…" she sighed and hung her head as she wrapped her arms around herself as if for protection.

"It's okay…"

"No, angel it's not. It's never okay." Phantom wrapped his arms around her and cradled her against his chest feeling his heart constrict with pain; but it was nothing compared to the pain she must be feeling and he felt helpless. "We'll fix this…I don't care what it takes, but we're going to fix it."

"A shattered vase is already broken. No matter how many pieces you find you'll never put it back together whole again to make it look perfect." Y/n gave a sad smile before pulling herself away from him and wiping under her eyes.

"I have to go before Kenneth realizes were I went. He's not a fan of you guys." her smile was weak as she headed for the door.

"Trust me, he'll have a whole new reason not to be a fan of ours." Dewdrop growled from behind her but just before she closed the door she paused and peeked back inside looking at each of them with worried eyes.

"Please just…don't say anything." and then she was gone.

It had been a week, a long week that ground on every Ghoul's nerves. Y/n had been avoiding them like the plague, if they were in the same room - even so much as the large mass during eating hours Y/n would pick up her things and leave. It was even worse when Kenneth was with her, that boy had nothing but ill intent; they could already see it. From the glares and sneers, he sent their direction to the way he would have a possessive hold - just a little too tight, around Y/n anytime the Ghouls were within eyesight. Kenneth wasn't stupid, he was simply entitled. He knew the Ghouls knew despite how much makeup Y/n used to try and cover up the marks he left on her. The other Siblings turned a blind eye whether out of ignorance, lack of actual concern, or from fear of what Kenneth would do if they spoke up and said something. Y/n's life was literally hanging on a thread here and no one wanted to try and help the poor girl out - nobody but Papa's ghouls.

Y/n was special to them; anybody could see that. With how closely she worked with them it was a given a sort of friendship would form and it was obvious as well how Kenneth absolutely abhorred their existence; he hated them because he knew they posed a threat. Like staring a lion down from outside the enclosure but knowing if he ever left the safety they'd tear him apart limb by limb, and each day that fence was slowly growing smaller and smaller.

Today was the straw that broke the camel's back. The funny thing about egotistical entitled people like Kenneth was eventually, they'd slip up; too confident in what they think they have they believe they could do anything without repercussions. That was essentially Kenneth's downfall.

They found them by following Y/n's voice; her scared and shaky voice that rose the hairs on their backs and made their tails bristle. Kenneth and Y/n were in the garden. The pair had been assigned to weed the flower beds along the garden paths that day after it had rained the night previous. The ghouls did not know what had caused the brutality but they sure as hell weren't going to stand there and do nothing. They came upon the scene that froze them for a moment, the boy Kenneth was holding Y/n by her throat; a sneer of nasty intent on his face as he said something to do before he suddenly turned and shoved her face first into the pillar that held up the garden's archway and causing her to cry out as the intricate stone dug into her face. But he did not stop there and with a face red pulled her away by his hold on the back of her neck only to shove her face harder into the stone.

He was seething; saying something into her ear as her breathless pleas fell on deaf ears as he continued to rage on the innocent girl. The ghouls saw red. Racing over the pathway and jumping over flowerbeds as a shortcut to reach her in time. Phantom's grip was like iron as he gripped Kenneth's shirt and yanked him off of Y/n and threw him to the ground before pouncing like a feral animal.

Y/n sobbed as Swiss's arms wrapped around her and pulled her against his chest while he sank to the ground when Y/n's knees wouldn't keep her up any longer. Curling her small body into his lap as he tried to shield her face by hiding it against his neck while Mountain crouched beside her trying to assess her damage. Rain hand to pull Phantom off of the boy who was putting up a fight but losing badly - Dewdrop yanking the boy off the ground and pinning him face first into another pillar; arms bent at an uncomfortable angle to keep him still but Phantom wasn't finished, he was beyond pissed and if he had the ability he would have been spitting fire from his mouth and nose at this point.

The commotion brought a racing sibling over with Sister Imperator and Papa Copia right on their heels. "What in Satan's name is going on here?!" Sister Imperator demanded when she took in the crying female tucked away within the embraces of two of Papa's ghouls while the others were actively trying to keep a beat down from happening; not that it did much. Kenneth looked like a mess with blood smeared and leaking from multiple wounds.

"Those lunatics attacked me!" Kenneth spat blood out from his mouth and bared his blooded teeth at Dewdrop when the smaller ghoul; despite his small stature was inhumanly strong, snarled in anger at his words.

"Fucking liar!" Phantom growled struggling against Rain's hold.

Copia looked over at Y/n and his eyes widened; rushing over to her he knelt in the wet grass to assess her - ignoring the rumble of warning from Swiss and Mountain, they would not hurt their Papa. They were just protecting what was theirs. He understood that so he was very careful as he reached out to the girl; a gloved hand stroking along her messy locks and seeing she had blood from a few open wounds smeared across her skin.

The pieces were starting to click into place. He knew his ghouls would never harm a sibling without warrant and they adored Y/n; she was one of the most precious things they held dear so this was not of their doing. His face grew grim and his eyes darkened a bit as he looked over at Kenneth. The belligerent look that was on the boy's face slowly fell when he met his eyes when his brain registered the fact that Papa knew. He was not as stupid as he often made people believe he was.

"My office, now." Papa rose sharply and turned on his heel; Dewdrop yanked the boy from his position and frog-marched him across the lawn after the man.

"Oh, don't you worry, honey. I'll be coming back for you; just wait." Kenneth sneered as he passed Y/n and Mountain had to grip the back of Swiss's neck to keep him from launching at the stupid mortal who was laughing his psycho ass off as he was marched away and out of sight.

Rain released Phantom once they were out of sight and the guitarist shook himself off trying to calm his jittery nerves; he really wanted to beat that little shit into tomorrow until he was facing the gates of Hell but he was thankful his pack intervened when they did; he didn't know what he would have done if he had killed the boy or what it would have looked like to the Clergy or Papa. Once he was sufficiently calmed down enough he was at Y/n's side in an instant. Kneeling in the wet grass and pulling her out of Swiss's hold and into his instead; straddling her across his lap as he burrowed his face against her neck and holding her tightly by her waist.

Y/n sniffled as she wrapped her arms around his head and held him close; her body still trembling from the shock and pain. "I-I'm sorry." she whispered nuzzling her head against his mask. "I'm so sorry…"

"Shhh, angel. It's okay…You are safe, he won't ever hurt you again. We won't let him. He's caught red-handed; there's not way he'll be able to touch you ever again." Phantom muttered whether more for her comfort or for himself he wasn't quiet sure.

"You were right though, I should have spoken up sooner…I should have had more faith in myself and not been so weak." she sniffled

"Aw, sweetheart it's not your fault. You were in a tough spot…" Swiss tried to soothe as he rubbed a hand down her back.

"No, you guys were right. I should have acted sooner…But I had hoped-" She began pulling away to look at the others.

"You have a good heart, Y/n." Rain smiled through his mask and crouched beside them. "A good heart who believes in humanity and kindness. It's no fault of yours if others choose to be a dick."

The girl gave a watery laugh and shook her head but she knew it was true. "Yeah…"

"Mind if we ask what brought that on?" Mountain asked as he idly examined the flex of scarlet on the otherwise pristine green of the lawn.

"He was jealous. Accused me of being a whore because I spent too much time with you guys…because I talked to another brother…because I helped a sibling out with chores instead of helping him. Who knows? Kenneth didn't need a reason." she mumbled

"Oh, honey." Rain murmured squeezing her shoulder. "You're a saint you know that?"

"Saint or a fool. Doesn't matter, if it wasn't for you guys…I probably have been fertilizer." Y/n shrugged a bit and played with the tubes of Phantom's mask.

"Let's go inside, the scent of blood is giving me the jitters." Phantom grumbled as he began standing up; keeping his hold on the girl at all times as he rose and carried her like a little koala bear from the garden, really it was just an excuse to hold her and a reminder that she made it out alive breathing and still warm.

Y/n did not argue as she clung to her ghoul and allowed them to lead her back to the safety of the Ghoul wing which not even Kenneth could reach from. She allowed herself to be taken from Phantom to be given to Rain as the Water Ghoul helped her into a warm bath that smelled of lavender to soak in as he took care to clean off the grime and blood, but it was more for her mental state of mind - as a physical representation of wiping and scrubbing Kenneth's touch and influence from her body. He was gentle with his touch when he bathed her and he helped her dry off with a soft towel; she had little shame at this point that she was naked.

She was helped into a pair of sweatpants that were slightly baggy on her that she knew was Dewdrop, an oversized shirt that practically fits like a dress on her - a tribute of Mountain that smelled of lemongrass and sage. A heady scent that reminded her of her time out in the Greenhouse with him. A pair of fuzzy socks belonging to Swiss were soft on her feet when Rain helped her into them and she felt enveloped by the love of each of her Ghouls. After her bath Rain helped brush her hair and braid it back for her before leading her to the game room where the others waited.

Mountain took over her care while he patched her up. Using specially made ointments and gels that he had made with her in mind to heal her. Wrapping up and bandaging her injuries with the utmost care and tenderness. While this was going on Swiss had put on a record that was one of her favorites to play low in the background while Dewdrop who had returned sometime during her spa treatment had helped Phantom create a large mass of pillows, comforters, blankets, and a few stuffies of Rain's to throw in a pile on the carpeted floor in front of the TV that had one of her favorite movies paused and ready to play.

She laid herself out amongst the softness of the nest they created and sighed in relief as her aching muscles that had gone lax from her bath earlier just seemed to turn into jelly. Her was soon crowded in by the others as they settled in; claiming her attention and space as if they owned it. They owned her heart so might as well! Phantom took possession of her as he slipped beneath her and allowed her to use him as a body pillow; masks and uniforms have now gone from each of them as they too got comfortable for the day. Rain took one side while Dewdrop took the other; crowding against Phantom and Y/n's sides as arms draped across waists and shoulders. Mountain and Swiss took the outer age; content to hold their packmates while their tails looped around Y/n's limbs that they could reach as a way to let her know they were there.

"Thank you, for what you did today…and thank you for never giving up on me even when I gave up on myself." Y/n murmured as she nuzzled into Phantom's chest.

"Aw, baby girl you know we'd always fight for you." Swiss cooed shooting her a smile

"What you do not see in yourself, others see in you." Rain murmured sleepily as he nuzzled against her hand as it lifted to stroke along the etchings on his features.

"A butterfly cannot see how beautiful it's wings are but others can and appreciate it; perhaps one day you'll look in the mirror and see just how special you are, little dove." Mountain rumbled

"That's so cheesy." Y/n laughed and the others let out chuckles of amusement.

"Maybe it is, but we hope one day you'll realize just how amazing you are. You are worthy of all the love this world has to offer you. Kenneth was a dick and he abused a beautiful soul; but I promise you, you'll heal in time and we hope someday you will see yourself through our eyes." Phantom sighed reaching up to stroke her hair.

Y/n closed her eyes feeling the sting of tears burning them and she could do nothing more than tighten her hold and nod. "Thank you." she whispered.

"Nothing to thank us for, darling." Dewdrop yawned "We got your back, always."

Taglist: @strawberry-moonpies, @darklylucid

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midnight reign II Ana Maria Crnogorčević x Reader

masterlist I word count: 976

a/n: thank you anon for sending this request we hope you all enjoy it.<3

warnings: 18+ smut

The rain has padded down rhythmically on the rooftop of your new home in Seattle.

You still needed to adjust to your new life in the US, but when your fiancée got the chance to play here you couldn’t not support it especially not when the Euros next year would be in her home country Switzerland.

The outside noise helped to calm your unruly soul and focus on the book in your hands until you heard the front door open.

���Amor, I’m home, where are you?”, Ana Maria announced cheerfully.

“In the living room.”, you replied smiling. After all the years together it still excited you when she returned from a football game. There was a happiness in the footballer’s voice now which you had missed in Madrid.

“Hi.”, she greeted you still a little breathless, her blonde hair slightly wet and curly from the rain, the Swiss woman looked beautiful against the warm glow of the lamps.

“Hey, great debut.”, you told her warmly but didn’t look up from your read much to the frustration of your fiancée.

“Thanks. It was really fun. I only wish I would have scored but the ball just never came right to me.”, Ana Maria admitted as she let herself fall right next to you on the dark green sofa.

“You’ll score in time you always do.”, you tried to encourage her, as your free hand absent mindedly stroke through her hair while your eyes were set on your currently reading.

“Yes, I’m sure. I just can’t wait to finally score for the reigns.”, the blonde confessed moving her head to rest it on your chest.

“I understand that.”, you whispered empathetically. With an amused twinkle in your fiancée’s eyes, she took the book away from you.

“Hey, I was reading that!”, you protested laughing trying to get it back.

 “You’re not even listening to me.”, Ana Maria shook her head firmly.

“I’m listening to you, but the romance was just getting spicy!”, you defended yourself.

“Spicy, huh?”, the footballer smirked.

“And very dramatic as well.”, you added with a wink.

“How about I’ll show you spicy?”, she asked you in a conspiratorial tone.

“You mean spicy in a non-fiction kind of way.”, you returned her question innocently.

“Exactly that.”, the older woman nodded in satisfaction. Finally, Ana Maria had your whole attention, which was what she graved all evening. The adrenaline of the first few minutes back on the pitch was still pulsing through her veins.  

“I’m coming.”, you declared.

“Good because I hate waiting almost as much as being ignored.”

“I know I was in Madrid when both things happened to you.”, you remembered with a pinch of sadness.

The spicy romance book slipped away from the forwards hands and landed softly on the floor.

“Okay, time to shut you up.”, she decided determined.

Her gaze was trained on you, almost predatory. This was enough to make the throbbing between your legs start.

“Glad to see you’re back.“, you teased.

“Now come here.“, Ana whispered, her voice raspy as she moved closer to you.

You back pressed against the armrest of the sofa. You grinned at her: “Is that the moment where you’re stopping me from talking any further?”

The impatience took over, you finally wanted to feel Anas lips on yours, her hands on your body.

Ana nodded slowly: “Absolutely.“

And suddenly you got what you wanted. She pressed her lips on your mouth, hard and hungry.

You slightly parted your lips, making space for her tongue.

Simultaneously, you wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her in until she was almost on top of you. You could feel the heat your girlfriends body radiated through your clothes. If your tongue wasn’t so busy, you would make a joke about her hotness.

Ana started to press her thigh between your legs, grinding and moving against you. You moaned into the kiss. You could feel yourself getting wet from her rhythmic movement but it wasn’t enough. It left you longing for more.

Your girlfriend could apparently feel your desperation. She stopped and moved off of you.

Licking her lips, she pushed your shirt upwards. Her hands lingered on your naked skin, her thumbs rubbing across the smooth surface of your waist, sending a shiver down your spine.

Finally, she pulled down your pants. Her head disappeared between your thighs as she provided some sweet relief with her tongue.

The thumb of one hand continued to rub small circles against your clitoris, the other laid on your thing, her gold rings digging into your skin.

You closed your eyes, letting the wave of arousal and excitement wash over you. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer and closer. Until you finally reached the climax.

A moan of relief escaped your lips as endorphins started to flood your body and you melted right in to Anas arms. You tried to train your eyes on her through the blissful haze.

Ana flashed you a victorious smile and admired her work. You loved everything about it, from the way strands of hair clung to her forehead to her now slightly puffy pink lips. Just looking at her, you immediately wanted to return the favour.

You removed the last of your clothes and got up from the sofa. Your girlfriend watched you with curious eyes and a smirk, she knew what would be coming next.

You stood in front of her, fully undressed, and leaned down to kiss her while she was still seated on the sofa.

Her hands ran down the natural curves of your body, blue eyes looking up at you with desire.

With one swift movement, you took her hands in yours and pulled her up before directing her towards the bedroom.

Your book laid forgotten on the floor. Who needed fiction when your girlfriend was right there?

[azureseacloud]

Hidden Messages

Ghost (band)

Dewdrop x reader,

Warnings: swearing, sexual references

Words: 1,950

Summary: Cirrus teases the reader about her crush on Dewdrop.

Thanks so much for your support everyone, it means a lot!! I’m currently participating in nanowrimo for fanfics/one shots so requests are open! Anyway, happy reading :))

Your phone buzzed from where it was lying on the couch. You set your laptop on your thighs, grabbing the phone to check what it was.

It was a message. From Cirrus.

You shot a look over to the ghoulette, where she lounged on another couch across from you, next to Aurora who had her head resting on her shoulder and eyes closed.

The ghoulette looked up from her phone, meeting your eyes with a raised eyebrow. Waiting.

You snuck a look around the lounge-room. Rain was lying in the centre of the carpeted floor on his back, possibly asleep but it was hard for you to tell with the Ghouls. Swiss was leaning against the bench in the kitchenette to your right, sipping what you assumed was coffee—but could be anything—as he scrolled through his phone. Phantom and Mountain were nowhere to be seen, most likely in their rooms. As for Dewdrop, he was to your left, on another small couch. His legs were kicked out in a relaxed fashion, but it was impossible to tell for sure as he had his helmet and uniform on from rehearsals. Still, his head was facing away from you, so you figured you were safe to open Cirrus’ message without any ghouls snooping.

As soon as you opened the chat, you knew you had been right to worry. She’d sent you a video—but not just any video.

It was of Dew. One look at the lighting and you already knew it would be from Mummy Dust. You knew exactly what it would show.

You watched it anyway.

Satan he was something else. His movements, his stance and his hands—unholy hell, his hands—it was insanely attractive. You were down so bad for him. And Cirrus knew.

It’d happened when you’d been drunk at an afterparty. It was the first time you had joined in on the drinking—you preferred to keep a professional attitude, even though the ghouls would always try to hand you drinks as encouragement.

This time you had accepted, and one turned into several. Cirrus had been with you when you had rushed to the bathroom to vomit, and she’d taken you back to your room once it was clear you weren’t going to last any longer in the party without throwing your guts everywhere. She’d stayed with you in your drunk state, and you had let slip some little comment about Dewdrop that then escalated to confessing your feelings for him and just how badly you were down for the fire ghoul.

She’d told you the morning after with a smirk. You’d pleaded her not to tell, and she’d agreed. Why bother telling him outright, when she could tease you with it whenever she felt like it? Cirrus was curious too, about how long you could keep it a secret. She had admitted to you how surprised she was, that she hadn’t noticed anything that would point to you liking Dewdrop—which was impressive, since ghouls were exceptionally good at reading emotions, with their enhanced senses, not to mention Phantom’s quintessence. Luckily he was still a new ghoul and wasn’t completely in tune with his quintessence yet. You knew he would be one of the first ghouls to figure it out though—something you were dreading.

You typed a message, flicking your eyes around the room to double check that no ghouls had seen anything. You forced yourself to remain nonchalant—these ghouls were so sensitive to even the slightest change.

Cirrus what the hell?? He’s sitting right there.

You looked back down at your computer, idly moving the mouse and trying to look like you were still working. It only took her a moment to reply.

He won’t notice. The idiot decided to exhaust himself in practice mucking around with Swiss, so he’s probably trying to fall asleep.

Anyway, do you prefer that Dewdrop or this one?

She sent another video, and you held back a sigh as you opened it.

Silver mask. A pick in his hand as he raised it to his mouth. One of his vivid blue eyes was visible through the mask as his gaze locked onto the camera, the video slowing at that moment. Dew tilted his head, before his iris was replaced by the white of his eye as he slid his gaze away, twisting to move away on the stage.

Your breath caught, and you watched it again, mesmerised by the blue of his eyes. The ghouls generally kept their helmets on in your presence, and you hadn’t seen any of their faces, just the barest glimpses. Rules they had to uphold around humans in the clergy—and they were under very strict orders not to scare you away, unlike the others that had taken up the role of managing the band ghouls.

Apparently one had quit after he was set on fire (he survived with minimal burns), which you guessed had been Dewdrop’s fault. Another had walked into the ghoul quarters during a full moon and had been bitten (you weren’t sure if that was it, there were mixed rumours that said she bled out while others seemed to think she made it out fine). Had to be Swiss, although all the ghouls were more unpredictable on a full moon. And there were others too, that you hadn’t found out what had happened to them.

So yeah, seeing the smallest glimpse at Dewdrop’s eye set your skin tingling. And the smooth way he lifted the pick to his mouth…wow.

You must have watched it at least ten times before you remembered that Cirrus was waiting for a reply.

You looked up and she was smirking at you. She’d probably been watching you the entire time. Heat rushed to your cheeks and you looked down, hoping none of the ghouls could see your blush or sense your embarrassment. Thank Satan Phantom wasn’t in the room to draw attention to your emotions.

I like both. You answered, your thumbs stalling before you added. Seeing his eyes is nice too.

You didn’t have to wait long for the response.

Aww darling, I’m sure he still has the old mask…

I could find a way to get him to wear it for you.

Attached to the end of the message was a winking face, and your cheeks heated up even more. If you weren’t already bright red, you would definitely be now. Your brain unwittingly jumped to Dew wearing his old uniform, catching a glimpse of his eyes behind the silver mask as he leant down, one hand slipping along your waist…

“What are you sending them Cirrus? Porn?” Swiss sauntered over, smirking at you. You shut off your phone, shooting him a failing attempt at a casual glance. “Oh no, do share.”

“We’re just talking.” You said, rolling your eyes. You flicked a quick glance over to Dewdrop, to see he was already staring at you. With the helmet you couldn’t see his expression, but he tilted his head and you looked away quickly. Did he know?

Swiss raised his eyebrow. “So that’s why you’re turned on right now?” He tapped his nose beneath the mask as you tried to give him an innocent look. “Sensitive remember? We can all tell.”

“Fuck off Swiss.” He laughed at that, watching as you closed your laptop and stretched nonchalantly, determined to prove there was nothing amiss.

Cirrus smiled teasingly at you, beckoning you over. You dumped your laptop on the table, flipping off Swiss as you stepped around Rain, who was still sprawled on the floor, making your way over to Cirrus.

As you sat down your eyes darted over to Dew. He was definitely watching you, and it made your heart speed up. You tore your gaze away instantly, trying to relax.

Cirrus draped her arm around you, and you hoped the other ghouls mistook your increased heart rate as being caused by Cirrus, and not the fire ghoul whose stare you could still feel. Had he really been asleep or had he been secretly watching you then too?

You needed to stop thinking about him or the ghouls were going to notice.

You looked at Swiss instead, who flashed you a devilish smile and a wink as he joined Rain on the floor. You leant your head onto Cirrus’ shoulder, much like how Aurora was on her other side. It had been a long day and the atmosphere in the room was lethargic. The ghouls had spent the whole day practicing for their concert next week, and they all seemed muted and tired in a way that was almost contagious.

You tucked your legs on an angle as you snuggled closer to Cirrus. Her hand ran soothing trails down your arm.

Closing your eyes, you were drifting asleep. A sudden warmth enveloped your back, comforting and familiar. Distantly you wondered which ghoul had joined you. An arm wrapped around your stomach and then you drifted into unconsciousness.

***********

Cirrus gave him an amused look as he wrapped his arm around your waist. Dew wasn’t sure what that meant, but it only confirmed his suspicions that something was going on with the two of you. And it involved him.

He’d been watching you as you picked up your phone, glancing around in a way that certainly piqued his interest. Your lingering look on him had drawn his attention even more. He’d seen the way you had bitten your lip as you looked at whatever it was that Cirrus had sent you. How your face had tinged pink and then gone red as Swiss came over. You’d then looked back at him again as you moved over with Cirrus. And had he imagined your heart’s increase in speed as you locked eyes with him?

He settled comfortably around you, resting his chin on your head and closing his eyes. He wasn’t one to admit it, but he liked you. The other humans had been obvious and easy to figure out, but you… you kept yourself composed exceptionally well around the ghouls. You were hard to read—something Dew had never thought he would encounter in a human. It fascinated him.

You were so open with Cirrus, the two of you incredibly close, and he knew that you had let her see past that composure. You were comfortable enough around him—he could tell by the way you fired back banter and weren’t afraid to stand up to him. You enjoyed it—every time you managed to surprise him with an especially vicious or creative retort he could see the way you’d light up at your victory.

Yet you were still careful around him. Guarded. It was the same with the other ghouls, but he noticed it was more around him. It didn’t make sense, how you could switch so quickly, shutting off your feelings in a way that left him so utterly clueless. You were frustratingly confusing.

He wanted to find out why.

Dewdrop waited as the others drifted off. Once he was sure they were all asleep, he reached an arm slowly across your hip, moving to the front pocket of your pants. He slid his fingers in, meeting the surface of your phone.

You shifted as he withdrew it, tucking your head against his neck as you mumbled something incoherent. Dewdrop waited until you had settled, then gently grabbed your hand, pressing your thumb into the scanner.

Your phone unlocked, and it was already open on your conversation with Cirrus.

He scrolled through the messages, disbelief changing to a smirk tugging at his lips as he realised your secret.

Oh yes. He could work with this.

Thanks for reading :)) I’m possibly going to write a part 2 for this one, so stay tuned!

[shinnyscats]

!¡ Copia x Gn!Reader

"Kinda adorable."

A/N: Put an eye on Copia for a little while (・・) I don't know how to write him at 100%, so I apologize if it's a bit OOC, Enjoy!

Versión Esp aquí !

Tw: Gn!Reader, pronouns not specified, fluff

"I'll be outside for several hours." He says while combing his hair back. "Don't do anything I'm responsible for." Ghouls nodded while his hands half-heartedly fixed his suit, which seemed to have been recently ironed. "And you." He says while one finger of his pointed directly in your direction "Don't cause trouble

Your eyes are roll. You? Cause trouble? Pff, not in a million years. Maybe the other day you broke the microwave because of a supposed "constant threatening noise" that it came from it, or that the day before that you climbed onto the roof trying to hide from Sodo, who you made angry all the time, almost dying trying, or that the week before they almost canceled a live show because you had broken your instrument and, trying to fix it, you caused a short circuit in the entire theater.

Well, those are small exceptions that did not have a great impact, or that's what you called them, something that Copia didn't always find very funny. It was always something new with you. Once Papa Emeritus V passed the door and closed it, it was only a matter of seconds before the other Ghouls found out about your antics..

"I told you to give it to me!" Sodo yells angrily as he tried to grab you. "I just want to play my great solo, give me five minutes, yeah?" That makes him even more angry, you didn't even have one. His legs move nimbly to match your speed, but all that effort is in vain. "Let's see, how do you play this thing?" You say to yourself, completely ignoring the fact that a Ghoul taller than you was directly in front of you, and was prepared to stop you.

Sodo reaches out to grab his guitar before it hit the ground and broke. What did reach the ground, and what caused you slight pain, was you and your head when you collided with Mountain and fell to the ground.

"Ugh, thanks.'" The shorter one said as he left the place, but not before giving you a look that indirectly communicated 'I'm going to kill you.' You were already used to that look anyways. 'Stop stealing his guitar, he'll kill us all if you even scratch it." Mountain tells you as he helps you stand up. "I didn't steal it, I borrowed it without asking." The ghoul in front of you nods while rolling his eyes with an amused smile. "Yeah, yeah, You better come to rehearse with me."

Your hand was behind your head, where you had received the impact against the ground, as you followed Mountain towards the rehearsal room. Those few minutes in which you remained silent listening to Mountain speak were the most calm sounds that the Ghoul could witness coming from you. "You're very quiet, did you hit yourself too hard?" Sorry for tha-" but, when he turns around, a disappointed expression appears on his face and a hand rises to his forehead when he sees that you weren't around.

Well,maybe you got distracted halfway when you passed by Copia's room. Maybe you entered without being heard and maybe you were rummaging through his drawers.

You laughed while seeing how many suits of the same color Papa Emeritus IV had, perhaps it was you who could not distinguish between two almost identical colors. His room was gigantic, or well, it was bigger compared to yours. The sheets on the bed were very thick, not to mention soft too. You lay down as if you didn't have obligations gripping your shoulders and sigh deeply.

Your eyes traveled around the room looking for something fun to do, until you find a very familiar white suit shining before you. That black hat was calling you, and you knew it. It didn't take long for you to decide to put on that white suit. You noticed that it wasn't too big or too small, it was almost taylor made for you.

You look at yourself in the bedroom mirror. You looked good, pretty good. You start doing the poses that Copia did during the shows, using the cane that was next to his clothes as a microphone. Humming song lyrics, you don't notice eyes behind you. You get scared and trip, colliding with the closet and causing the hat to fall on your head.

"What are you doing?" You can recognize, by the voice, that it was Copia. You weren't usually one to be embarrassed by what you did, but this did more than make your heart race. You quickly stood up, staggering, avoiding eye contact at all times for fear of worse humiliation. A few seconds of awkward silence pass, which you can't stand, and you run out of the room. You would change and return him his clothes another time. Now you just had to hope that Copia didn't take it the wrong way and that he didn't tell anyone...

However, what you didn't see was that Copia, after grabbing the papers that he had forgotten on his desk, let out a faint laugh as he shook his head.

"How adorable."

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➥ 4.2k; Yunho is big and strong and likes to play rough and manhandle his tiny girlfriend

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➥ 7.4k; Upon entering the first section, Y/N finds herself stumbling into an otherworldly jungle on an alien planet on the verge of a massive storm. Just as she's about to lose hope, one the planet's inhabitants, a humanoid creature called Yunho rescues her and brings her back to his hut deep in the jungle

»» Swiss Holiday ♧

➥ 21.4k; All throughout her formative years, Y/N has always harbored a bit of a crush on her best friend's brother, Yunho. Having not seen him for years, she doesn't expect those feelings to come back when she joins the Jeongs on a family trip to a cabin in the Alps for the holiday. When she meets Yunho and his girlfriend, she's hopeful that she can finally move on.

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»» [17:06] ♡ Y/N come home to find her house a mess, her three girls nowhere in sight, and in the middle of the chaos, her loving husband, Yunho, restrained and gagged

»» [14:45] ♧ Yunho sneaks away during filming to find his favorite stylist

»» [15:12] ♤ an intense fight between Y/N and her boyfriend results in some pretty harsh words

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