#thats his dewdrop

[bubbleboybev]

every year dew challenges mountain to grow a pepper too hot for him to eat. the pepper tasting has become a whole event at this point. everyone gathers around to see if dew can eat it. aether begs them not to do it so he doesn't have to see dew in the infirmary later. last year dew blew smoke out of his hears cartoon style but he insists that doesn't count

[digitalnumb]

Poorly drawn Dew and his cat Fireball

[koifsssh]

"So let me get this straight, she kidnapped you, interrogated you, shot you, threw you in the dumpster, and now we're at her funeral?" "Sounds about right."

(side eye)

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they are attending Clover's funeral! or well, Rainy would like to pay his respects, despite... earlier conflicts he does respect her and what she does, going against the Boss is no easy feat, especially with Rainy being pretty close to him...

He knows his presence may seem like some sort of act of mockery, but it truly isn't!

Besides, they share a couple of friends, so he may as well be there for some sort of comfort for the others, as small as it may be...

( maverick belongs to @thatthirstyweirdo !)

( @chimeracarnival hehe hi! bwah! )

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

preparing for afternoon classes.... check out my short king

[itstimetoghoul]

comforting 🥰🥰

when men get on their knees and wrap their arms around a woman’s hips, pressing their head against her stomach, worshiping her- as they should

anyway

this is about dew and cumulus

[kndergartener]

"A little bed day"

Hi little one ♡︎, how are you today my little dewdrop? Oh dear, not so good? Thats perfectly okay baby ♡︎

You want to stay in bed today? Alright, we can do that. Here are your stuffies 🧸, your favorite meal 🥣🥤, your toys 🤍 and everything you need, my sweet baby

i hope you feel better soon! Whatever you need you can tell me, its okay, remember that i care for you ♡︎

[thehypnone]

Hyp how do you feel about Dew or Aeon getting railed into nothing but pathetic whimpers by Rain or Swiss?

ehhehe

ngl you always come here with the best damn requests... you said "or" but i saw an opportunity so i went and made it an "and"

850 words, transmasc dew, transmasc aeon/phantom (used aeon because thats the name in the ask and its whatever for me), vaginal sex, praise and slight objectification

Having proper sex on tour wasn’t the easiest. Of course, the ghouls always managed, but proper sex? It usually had to wait for a hotel night and even then they rarely could go full in, being tired of getting scolded for noise complaints and… other complaints. Also the beds were usually too small.

Usually…

This time, for whatever reason, Dewdrop, Swiss, Aeon and Rain were all put into a room together. They all groaned at the news, already imagining being stuck in some tiny shithole where they’d have to constantly keep themselves from ripping each other’s heads off. It all changed when they actually saw the room.

Again, for whatever reason, this hotel was good. Great, even, and the four of them had no idea what they did to deserve such a room, but they’d use it well. Very well.

A few hours after they got to the hotel they were already in the middle of something that could be called an orgy if not the lack of… ritualism.

The first round went by too quickly for anyone’s liking, due to their pent up energy, but they could go for as many rounds as their little demon hearts desired. They had started out with Rain laying flat on the bed on his back, face smothered in Dewdrop’s pussy as the fire ghoul sat on his face, moaning like a whore against the headboard. Rain’s cock had been passionately sucked by a certain quintessence ghoul, who in turn was being fucked from behind by Swiss.

Everyone knew who’d go first, and sure enough, it didn’t take much for Aeon to moan wantonly around Rain’s cock as he’d come, his cunt clenching around Swiss’ dick. That threw both the water and multi ghoul over the edge, too, and Dewdrop had followed shortly after, flooding Rain’s face with slick.

Soon enough they were on it again, this time Rain and Swiss pounding into Dewdrop and Aeon respectively, with all their might, from behind. Skin slapping against skin, various bodily fluids soiling the sheets; moans, whimpers, grunts and cries along with filth and praise spilling from different sets of lips.

“Good boy, Aeon,” Swiss groaned, earning himself a squeeze around his cock for the praise. The quintessence ghoul whimpered under him and Swiss could see tears or drool—or both—dripping from his face onto the bed. “My good doll.”

The noise that left Aeon this time made Rain next to them growl, drilling his cock deep into Dewdrop. It was his turn to moan wreckedly and shudder, arms barely able to hold himself up. Rain smoothed a hand down his sweaty back as he bent down over him, not being able to stop himself from a moment of softness.

“Doing so good for me, droplet,” he whispered. Dewdrop whimpered pathetically, all but choking on his spit. The water ghoul smirked at that, pressing a kiss to the top of his mate’s spine before straightening back up and snapping his hips again, making Dewdrop rock forward.

Swiss turned his head to Rain, grinning at him as he mimicked him, nearly sending Aeon flying to the other end of the bed. “Wanna switch?”

“What?” the water ghoul huffed.

“Our little fuck dolls,” Swiss explained, still grinning, and Rain’s cock kicked when Dewdrop clenched at his words. He liked the idea, then.

With one last thrust Rain pulled out, groaning at the sight of his mate’s ruined cunt. Swiss did the same, slapping Aeon’s ass on his way, and after a bit of shuffling, the water and multi ghoul were slamming back into Aeon and Dewdrop.

All of them were so sensitive, they felt so close, but still not really there. Dewdrop and Aeon were so fucked out that they couldn’t do anything but let out wrecked noises and incoherent babbling. Swiss and Rain weren’t much better off, holding onto their minds with iron grips.

He was so gone he probably didn’t even know who was fucking him.

Soon enough, though, Dewdrop’s moans started to increase in pitch and his cunt started to feel even more slippery, driving Swiss truly insane, but it was something else that made him cum at the spot.

“I’m c– close… Rainy, please.”

Swiss let out a broken whine and folded himself over the fire ghoul, snapping his hips one more time to bury himself in as deep as he’d go and spill inside Dewdrop, clinging to his back. His second orgasm of the night washed over him, too, at the feeling of being pumped full of warm cum.

When the multi ghoul’s sight returned to him, he noticed Aeon was currently squished under Rain next to them. He guessed Dewdrop’s words affected him as much.

The four of them panted heavily, half passed out. Swiss glued his cheek to Dewdrop’s shoulder and kicked up a pleased purr at the intensity of his smell. He closed his eyes for a second.

Or so he thought, because when he opened them again—after not getting a response to something he said—everyone was asleep. In the same positions that they’ve cum in.

[thesunhatesme]

(Dew and Phantom arguing in the living room as rain and Aether walks in

Phantom:I HAVE BIGGER LUNGS THAN YOU SO I CAN HOLD MY BREATH LONGER THAN YOU!

Dew:NO YOU DON’T AND THATS NOT HOW IT WORKS PHANTOM!

Rain:You’re both wrong, I can hold my breath for the longest

Dew:Oh, Is that so!

Phantom:You wanna bet!

Rain:Fine by me!

Dew:Fi- *goes quiet*

Aether:*staring at Dew* Dewdrop

Dew:

Aether:Do you remember the rule

Dew:*sighing* Yes

Aether:what is the rule

Dew:*pouts* Im not allowed to take bets

Phantom:Ha! You sucker!

Aether:*ignoring Phantom* and why is that

Dew:*rolling his eyes* because I have no regards for my personal safety

[purlty23]

I know I've posted about this somewhere before but I think it was on my old blog

But I think Dewdrop did all that shit willingly.

I think that quiet, stoic water ghoul fell deeply in love with the devil a long time ago. He's from a pretty high ring of Hell, one of the humans stuck in an eternal cycle of his worst memories. His mistakes played out over and over again until he doesn't even remember what the words mean or who he used to be.

Hes got his guitar. Thats all he needs.

And years into it, he can hear the whispers.

Ghost project. Papa Emeritus the Third.

Demons going missing. Coming back, angry and betrayed.

He crawls his way through and the first one he sees is Terzo, smile on his face as he reaches through the veil. Their hands grip together, bloody claws in thick leather gloves.

When Terzo asks him to do the impossible he does. The last time it didn't work. Delta was... Well, Terzo won't go into specifics, but the ghoul can't perform anymore.

Its dangerous. But the awards don't prove his worth enough. He needs more. He needs to show hes capable of more.

Dewdrop believed it would work. And it did, technically.

It didnt matter, though. All three are put down. For good, supposedly. Paraded around as the ghouls are forced together once more under the reign of a man who looks close to feinting everytime theyre in the same room. Omega, Alpha, everyone is still gone. Mountain wont look at him the same. Theres guilt there everytime.

His gills are still scarring over and healing.

But he did it for faith. If it would bring them back, hed do it all over again

[im-notbean]

Random Ghoul Headcannons

Dewdrop

-despites his fire element, will go out of his way to hit anyone who calls him Sodo instead of Dewdrop

-fans are the only people he can tolerate calling him Sodo, they don't know any better

-cannot swim without feeling like hes burning due to the element transition, most of the time his own tears burn his face

-he doesn't particularly like the ministry, he likes all the papas but thats abt it really for the ministry. just really hates sister imperator (rip)

Swiss

-mostly an earth ghoul, has a mix of water and quintessence however

-is banned from cooking via all the ghoulettes and phantom who will stab him if he tries to help

-isn't actually that close with Dewdrop just overly flirtatious with him

Rain

-demi boy, more male presenting most of the time

-he has a sirens song type of singing female water ghouls have along with the water manipulation males have; no one knows how

-unlike dew water makes rain very calmed, the best swimmer out of all the ghouls

Mountain

-hes abt as all as a tree. around 6'11 or 7'1, when glamoured hes 6'6

-once u get him talking u cant shut him up, hes just talking to talk sometimes

-runs pretty hot despite complaining abt being cold all the time

-has genical dibeatic thing, type 1... most earth ghouls do but his is rlly bad :(

Phantom

-isnt the youngest in terms of hellborn years, is pretty close tho

-selective mute, also nonbinary or gender non conforming idk havent decied tbh

-him and aether arent brothers, their like distant cousins via mates (marriage)

-dreamshifter is his quintessence quirk thingy

Cirrus

-1, QUEEN. anyway: mother hen to all

-banned swiss from the kitchen first cuz he burnt rice. rice.

-really like freakishly good at crochet somehow

Cumulus

-for some reason phantom just really loves her tits. like not in a sexual way but like yk, their rlly good tits

-plus sized. dont ask y she just is

-will hit swiss with a spoon given any opportunity

Aurora

-despite her amazing voice shes really self conscious abt it, she knows that its high in the octive scale and sometimes she feels that shes overpowering the other backing vocals

-the youngest ghoul in hellborn years and summoned years

-knows like six different earth languages and will yell at the other ghouls and ghoulettes in them

-an even split between fire, quintessence, and earth ghoulette traits

[bubbleboybev]

every year dew challenges mountain to grow a pepper too hot for him to eat. the pepper tasting has become a whole event at this point. everyone gathers around to see if dew can eat it. aether begs them not to do it so he doesn't have to see dew in the infirmary later. last year dew blew smoke out of his hears cartoon style but he insists that doesn't count

[beefboyandbabygirl]

W.I.T.C.H (Woman In Total Control Of Herself)

⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰

pairing: elf!jeonghan x witch!fem!reader

genre: fantasy, smut, straight up smut, fluff if you squint?

warnings: HUGE amounts of possessive behaviour, making out, knifeplay? (its arrowplay, a new kink i invented), degradation, manhandling, hairpulling, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), public sex, mindcontrol/witchery?

wordcount: 2k

a/n: alrighty i am BACK and more feral than normal, because this is way longer than it was supposed to be but oh well. this is technically a request/idea from the lovely @hwanghyunjinenthusiast who simply said elf jeonghan and "not sure if thats enough to go on" but here we are 2k words later...

The morning truly couldn’t get any better. 

You had awoken in your cottage, the sun kissing your skin through the curtains. A long, drawn out yawn escaped your throat as you stretched the fatigue out of your limbs, and you remembered that because of the full moon last night, today would be the perfect day to go searching for supplies. 

So you dug through shelves of potions and crystals for a dress, stepped into your best wandering boots and grabbed a woven basket for ingredients, not forgetting to make sure the protection spell on the cottage was properly set up. Then you strolled through the forest, listening to the frogs croaking “good morning!”, when they heard the familiar sound of your leather boots rustling the fallen leaves. There was no mistaking the forest was magical. Besides the talking frogs of course, the forest glowed. Glowed with all the power of the beings living there, the magic flowing through every flower petal, every root, every dewdrop. The forest wasn’t just scientifically, technically magical. It was also magical in the way humans used the word. Magnificent and wondrous, and you were so glad you got to witness it every day. 

After a long walk you finally arrived at the waterfall, the one where you always found the best, most fresh ingredients for your potions and practices. You began to pluck, humming an old melody to yourself as the contents of your basket started to increase. 

“Well, well, well. What a lovely surprise.”

You knew that voice. You knew that voice very well. 

Unfortunately. 

“How much of a surprise is it really, Jeonghan? I'm here after every full moon.”

The elf had been standing there for a while you assumed, because when you turned to face him he was on the other side of the waterfall, in the midst of sharpening his wooden arrows. And he didn’t even need to, you knew that. He was a high elf, born with a silver sword in his sheath. He could simply lounge around with his long blonde hair sitting perfectly, only the tips of his pointy ears peeking through all day. He didn’t have to hunt or fight if he didn’t want to.

And he didn’t want to.  

“Yes, well. You don’t own the place”, he replied, before he deemed his arrow sharp enough and nocked it to the bowstring. 

“No, I don’t. And neither do you. Though I am aware of how high elves like to think they own everything in this forest.”

Suddenly, a long sharp object flew past you, making a paper thin cut into your cheek and penetrating itself into the tree behind you. You looked back at Jeonghan, furious as you saw him, bow raised and smirking at your reaction. 

“Everything, you say?” The elf began walking towards you while you carefully brushed a finger across your cheek, noticing nearly no blood was falling onto it. 

“And that includes you, I suppose?” 

He was standing close to you now. Very close. So close you could have made out every imperfection in his skin, if he had had any. 

Curse elves and their absurd immortality. 

“Am I hearing you say you think you own me, Yoon Jeonghan?”

At some point he had kept walking, now pushing your body against the tree behind you, his arrow still sticking out of the bark. You dropped your basket to the ground. A witch like you should know better than to mess with the high elves, but something about Jeonghan hindered you from keeping yourself controlled with the help of your powers. 

Jeonghan reached over to the side of your head, pulled the arrow out of the tree and studied it in his hand for a moment. 

“Would you like me to?”

The next moment you felt something cold against your neck. The base of the arrowhead met your skin, and you let out a sharp gasp as he twisted it so the sharp side was now pressing into the flesh, but not roughly enough to draw blood. 

“Would you like me to prove it to you? I can own you, Y/n L/n. All that is required of you…Is that you allow me to.”

The ground below you felt like quicksand and your head was spinning. You shouldn’t do this, you really shouldn’t, no you should know better. You we’re in control. In control of yourself, your feelings, your responses. But there was nothing you could do to Jeonghan. He was resilient to all your charms and incantations, and even if he wasn’t you wouldn’t dream of what would happen if you tried to magically influence him. You already felt out of control. 

Why was it so thrilling?

“Yes…”

Your voice was weak. Heavens, you were already weak. 

“Yes what, witch?”

“Take me. I’m yours.”

That was all it took for him to be everywhere. His hair was in your hands, his scent was invading your nostrils and his crotch was pushed tightly against you, already grinding at a steady pace. The moans you were making against his lips were borderline obscene, sinful even. 

“Such a little whore, already moaning so loudly for me, out here where anyone could hear you.” 

Not completely true. Whether they were wizards, elves, orcs or another type of being, this place was fairly secluded. But the mere thought of somebody stumbling by you, seeing your dress bunched around your hips and Yoon Jeonghan sucking marks to your collarbones, only made you wetter and your moans louder. 

Soon enough your bodice was ripped open, and your undergarments gone. Jeonghan brought a hand to your soaked cunt, teasing slowly with a single finger. 

“What a good girl you are, already so wet for me, hm?”

His eyes flicked towards where the tip of his finger got coated in your slick, and as arousing as it was to watch his eyes glaze over in lust, it was equally frustrating that he was doing nothing. 

So you got it together. Breathed in through your nose, and closed your eyes, focusing. Focusing on his finger prodding at your entrance, his hot breath on your ear, his hand on your waist. Then you tracked. Tracked the strings of his nerves, through his veins all the way to his heartbeat. It rang loud in your ears, and now you could truly feel all of him. 

“What…”

Steadily, his breaths against your ear became faster, the tempo of his heartbeat increasing, as you focused on him and only him. 

“What…In the names of the saints are you doing to me witch?” 

He fell to his knees. Right there, in the outskirts of the forest, you watched as Yoon Jeonghan fell to his knees in front of you. You didn’t raise his heartbeat enough to hurt him, of course. Just enough to heighten his lust. Just enough to drive him mad. 

“You’re not the only one with tricks, Yoon Jeonghan. Now get to work before I stop your heart completely.”

That seemed to be enough of a threat for Jeonghan to begin licking and sucking at your pussy like a man possessed, or maybe he was just as sick of the teasing as you were. Clawing at his blonde locks, throwing your leg over his shoulder, you were letting him devour you as drops of water from the waterfall splashed onto your exposed legs. Never had you felt so featherlight, so completely, and it sounded ironic, bewitched. 

“Jeonghan, fuck s’good- Ah!”, you moaned breathily as he hit a spot that felt just right. When you looked down, you caught his eyes fixated on you, wispy bangs obscuring his vision but not enough to mask that twinkle of something in his eyes. Something intoxicating. 

Something possessive. 

As soon as your gaze had met his, you reached your high, hardly able to register that Jeonghan didn’t stop after. 

He was mumbling something dirty against your inner thighs, but the blood was still roaring in your ears and all you could think about was how desperately you needed him inside of you. 

“Jeonghan…More, please.”

His ministrations on your thighs didn’t stop as he responded.

“Hm? More what darling?” 

You caught your lip between your teeth, trying to hide the sudden downpour of bashfulness washing over you at the prospect of having to vocalize what you wanted from him. Him, this ridiculous, cocky bastard of a creature that you always thought you despised. 

 “Want…Want you inside me, Jeonghan please”, you whispered. 

He got up from his spot on the ground, now much bigger and taller when he was looming over you like this, one hand on the tree behind you to cage you in. 

“I think you can do better than that.”

You whimpered. 

“For heaven's sake Jeonghan, please, I’ll do anything!” 

A scoff left his lips as he smirked and ran his tongue over his teeth, thinking over his decision. 

“Probably shouldn't be making deals with a witch…But what the hell”, he mumbled before grabbing your hips and turning you around, so your hands were planted firmly against the surface of the tree. 

“For a beautiful witch like yourself, I will do anything.”

Those whispered words were enough to leave your cunt even more soaked, and it didn’t help when you felt the tip of his hard cock nustling in between your folds (you had no idea when he had got rid of his pants but oh well, magic right?). 

“Been thinking about this, you know? Everytime I see you here, ah-”

He pushed into you slowly, producing strangled grunts and moans from the both of you. 

“Everytime I see you, In these cute dresses, bending over every fucking second.”

Then he thrusted into you sharply. You would’ve fallen over if you didn’t have the tree to support you. 

“Always thought about just walking right up to you, and taking you right then and there. And everytime I saw you bathe here, fuck. Just wanted this body all to myself.”

The thought of him having seen you bathing in the waters, naked, should have scandalized you, but instead it left your legs wobbly and your mouth hanging open in a silent moan. 

It went on like that for a while. A long while, in fact, of him grunting lewd secrets and confessions against your skin while you begged him to let you come. And eventually he did, because just like you too had promised, he would do anything, especially if it involved having his cum dripping out of you by the end. 

He helped you get your undergarments back on, now obviously ruined, and then he kissed you. 

Not like he had just a few moments earlier. It was short and oddly intimate.

“What was that?” You tried your best to look disgusted. 

“A kiss, darling. Have I really fucked you that dumb?” 

You rolled your eyes at him and picked up your basket again. It suddenly felt a lot heavier. 

“Whatever, it’s not like it’ll happen ever again.”

He laughed at that. Fully, shamelessly, loudly laughed with his pants half on and his hair an absolute mess (and it was never a mess). There was something quite endearing about it. 

“Oh, darling…Oh, you’re just adorable.” 

Quickly he laced his pants up, and walked over to you again. 

“We’ve made a deal, haven’t we?”, he said, grabbing your hand in his. 

“Anything, no? That was the deal?”

No words could form in your tongue, his searing touch the only thing consuming your thoughts. You realized you might have actually gotten yourself into something very…Complicated. Complicated but strangely exciting. 

He simply smiled at your lack of response. 

“Don’t be a stranger, Y/n.”

His hand raised yours to his lips, as he planted the most gentle of kisses on your knuckles. 

Then he was gone. Walked into the mist between the trees and the grass and became one with it. 

You had no idea what to think of Yoon Jeonghan after that. 

Other than how you already wanted to see him again.

[selkiechild4998]

Fire Ghoul headcannons

Time for a post about fire ghouls! I’ve been thinking long and hard about these guys, mostly because they play a huge part within the band. So lets jump into it!

Fire ghouls are the most common down within the Pit, being found in nearly every environment other than the Pit’s vast oceans and frozen climates. They are menaces, and the biggest danger within the Pit.

Fire ghouls will often travel in packs, operating similar to a lion’s pride mixed with a wolf pack. Most packs follow a mated pair, with their offspring choosing to either stay with the pack or leave to find their own. Some even return with their own mates to add into the pack.

Their appearance varies on environments as well, taking on big cat like characteristics. One example would be Alpha, a desert ghoul. He’s a bit more shaggy, his fur growing mostly around his neck, like a pseudo mane. He does have a darker complexion than most desert ghouls, looking like a burnt marshmallow. There is also Ifrit, who’s a very curious case. Unlike all the other fire ghouls in the Ministry, he was born topside, and no one knows who his father is, just his mother who was sent back to the Pit for nearly mauling Secondo. So it was a big surprise seeing that he’s half ancient ghoul, having Smilodon traits along with the plains ghoul traits from his mother. He’s big too, nearly Alpha’s size but he’s still a big softy.

Then there’s Dewdrop. I’ll cover him in more detail in another post but I will say, after his transition to fire, it was interesting to see his appearance change to that of a jungle ghoul, having dark spots and stripes that mimicked his once colorful water ghoul traits.

Fire Ghouls tend to be the most troublesome element to work with. It was a wonder Secondo got Alpha to behave. So far, the Ministry has learned that fire ghoulettes are more temperamental than their ghoul counterparts, which lead to sole restrictions being placed on their summonings. The last pure fire ghoulette summoned was Ifrit’s mother, Poppy.

Thats all I have for now. The last posts will be about Air Ghouls with a bonus on Multi Ghouls!

[v-ternus]

Mediocre yet competitive swimmer Dewdrop— he loves swimming, even after he became fire.

On the promise of good behavior, Sister let him join the local rec league. You might be thinking thats not fair, he’s a ghoul, a water ghoul at that!

And yeah thats a fair assumption. But jokes on you, he’s mediocre at best when he’s up against humans. Compared to other ghouls? Dont even bother asking him to race. But he loves it all the same, he has so much fun.

His favorite is butterfly and he fucking hates breaststroke

[miasmaghoul]

putting thoughts of rain/dew trans dew fingering into your brain

like i dont think about this ENOUGH ALREADY

(also i put Dew in a skirt i hope thats cool)

"Keep your mouth shut," Dew snaps, arms crossed and face flushed.

Rain's trying to hold it together, he really is, but -

"How the fuck -" he breaks into tight giggles while Dew stares daggers at him from across the common room. "Dew, what -"

"I lost a fuckin' bet," he grumbles, staring at the floor. "That's what." Rain bites his lips shut to keep from grinning, but it's a losing battle.

Dew stands before him in the usual black t-shirt and heavy boots, but his standard black jeans have been replaced by a short, flouncy, baby pink skirt. It doesn't even reach mid-thigh, soft fabric resting against softer skin.

"That's a good look for you," Rain teases, dabbing moisture from the corners of his eyes. Dew scowls at him, stalking over to hide behind the kitchen island. Rain tilts his head, watching the rather distracting way the fabric swirls around Dew's skinny thighs.

"Fuck off," he gripes, stretching his arms out and resting his forehead on the stone countertop. "This is humiliating."

"What bet did you lose, anyway?" Rain sets his book aside and unfolds himself from his chair, striding over to the kitchenette. He leans on it with both elbows, chin resting on his fists. Dew huffs out a defeated sigh.

"Does it matter?"

"No," Rain chirps, "tell me anyway."

"Asshole," Dew mutters. After a minute he heaves a very dramatic sigh, raising his head just enough to glare across the island. "I bet Swiss -"

"Ah, say no more," Rain cuts in with a smirk. Dew raises an eyebrow at him. "Dew, you have never won a single bet against Swiss the whole time he's been topside." Dewdrop drops his head back onto the counter with a thud.

"I know," he complains, "I swear that fucker cheats, there's no way he's good at everything I give him."

"Or maybe you just enjoy losing," Rain says with a shrug, "why else would you keep trying?" He stands and rounds the end of the island while Dew gives a discontented grunt. "If it helps, it really does suit you."

"Fuck off," Dew spits again, still face first against the counter while Rain moves to stand behind him.

"No, I mean it," he insists, taking in the way the skirt hangs over Dew's slim hips. The way it hugs the slight curve of his ass and sits high on the creamy thighs he so loves to live between. Rain reaches out to finger the fabric, imagining how easy it would be to flip up and get Dewdrop all exposed for his viewing pleasure. "Actually, I think this is an improvement. I think you were made to be in cute little skirts like this."

It's meant to be a joke, at least mostly, but the very distinct way Dew's shoulders tighten is a dead giveaway as to how he's feeling. Rain feels a cruel little smile curl at the corners of his lips.

"You agree, don't you?" He drops the fabric, callused fingertips drifting featherlight just under the hem of the garment instead. Goosebumps raise in the wake of his touch, and despite the way Dew shakes his head Rain can feel the truth. "Don't lie to me, sweetheart, I can tell you're loving this."

"I promise you I'm not," Dew mutters, tensing further at Rain's words. But he makes no effort to move, to get away, and that's all Rain needs to prod further.

"Sure you are," he murmurs, pressing himself against the little ghoul and resting both hands on his hips. "You like looking all sweet and pretty, don't you?" Rain leans over his back as Dew lets out a small sound of protest. "I can smell it on you." Dew whimpers, soft but obvious, as Rain licks the shell of his ear.

"Shut up, would you?" There's no venom in the words, despite their tight delivery. Rain grinds against him and Dew lets out a quiet groan at the feeling.

"Why? I like it too, can't you tell?" He's only half-hard, but the thin fabric of the skirt offers little in the way of a barrier. "Don't you want me to get underneath it?" Rain skates him fingers beneath the hem again, higher this time. "Get my head between those thighs and make them shake?" Rain's fingers drift higher still. "Flip it up while you're bent over and -"

Rain pauses, listening to the way Dewdrop's breathing has picked up as his fingers trail over the milky skin of his inner thighs. It's damp already, and Rain comes to a realization that has him leaking into his boxers.

"Dew, are you not wearing underwear?" He breathes it into the little ghoul's ear, and Dew makes the most beautifully pained sound as he shakes his head.

"Part of the bet," he sighs, pressing back against Rain's hips. His hands are balled into tight fists, hair hiding his face. Rain growls low in his throat.

"How long do you have to be like this?" Rain drags a finger through slick folds and Dew lets out a low groan, shivering at the teasing touch.

"A fuckin' week," he whispers, gasping when a wet finger circles his rapidly stiffening clit. Rain huffs out a pleased chuckle.

"Good," he nips at the smaller ghoul's ear, relishing the broken moan Dew lets out when he sinks two fingers into his tight heat, "then I can take my time with you."

Rain stands, pushing away just enough to see the way his hand disappears beneath the skirt. The ruffles at the hem sway as he pumps in and out, fabric clinging to Rain's long sleeve. It's entrancing, and when he crooks those fingers the sound Dew makes is positively feminine.

"It you can be a good girl and cum on my fingers, maybe I'll let you ride me later." Dew clenches tighter around him, moaning as he shoves himself back against Rain's hand. "You can even keep the skirt on while you do."

Dew shouts into the countertop as his legs start to shake.

"Maybe I'll invite Swiss too," Rain croons, "let him see what a pretty little princess you can be."

Dew sounds like he could cry.

Rain plans to make him.

[thehypnone]

okay this is the one topic I will go on anon for, dont mind me.

anyway, seeing as we have a kind of piss thing going on (a trickle if you will god Im sorry)

what about rain convincing the others to just, completely soak him in a gold shower. like think bukkake but piss. I would love to see it with everyone but if also understand if you dont want to do that, in that case choose who you think are best for the scenario. and if you dont wanna write it at all thats also perfectly fine pls dont feel like you have to!

bestie the noise that escaped my mouth when i saw that... yeah

700 words, what it says in the ask so bukkake but piss, rain x all the boys with transmasc dew, bit of p in v

Rain is a freak. He may not seem like one, but he is and all the pack knows it all too well. Each and every one of them was a subject of his… fantasies so many times it was uncountable at this point, whether he was doing something to them or asking them to do something to him.

One of Rain’s favorites was when it was the others’ turn to do something to him. All of them, preferably.

It started with a good old fashioned orgy. A sex party, if you will, though this time the ghoulettes kept away, letting the boys to their own devices. The ghouls locked themselves in Rain’s room hours ago and only noises that kept spilling out of there were an indicator of them still being alive and well. Maybe not too well.

The party was slowly coming to an end. Its grand finale. Everyone had taken a cock and everyone’s cock was taken. Nearly everyone had cum, at least twice. All the sexual tension of the day was dissipating. They were getting tired, but it was still not over.

Rain was still waiting.

He was engaging alright; he’d eaten Dewdrop out, rode Mountain and fucked Phantom, but as they all kept cumming, he didn’t. Not once.

“Fuck…” Swiss sighed as he was coming down from his fourth orgasm of the night, this one inside Dewdrop’s cunt. “This is fun, but I don’t think anyone’s got more in ‘em.”

“I second this,” Aether grumbled from under Phantom. “Got your fill, Tadpole?”

“Ugh. Fine.” Everyone chuckled at Rain’s dramatic eye roll. The water ghoul truly was insatiable, but if he wanted his plan to be followed through, he’d have to agree to do it now. Otherwise he’d have to milk it out of them all asleep, which… he wouldn’t entirely mind, neither would they, but it wasn’t the plan. Rain crawled out of Mountain’s lap and to the middle of the room, settling on his knees.

“You sure you don’t wanna move to the shower?” Phantom asked, still a bit concerned. He did take part in Rain’s… play time more than once, but this particular type of action was his first. 

“Don’t you worry about it, bug,” Swiss scoffed. “He’s got it.”

“Come here,” the water ghoul all but growled at nobody in particular. All of them, really. “Soak me, make me cum.”

They didn’t need any further encouragement.

With some groans and hisses all of them made their way over to kneeling Rain, taking their positions all around him. So simple, yet so powerful. Only Dewdrop waited, sitting at the edge of the bed and staring Rain down with fire in his eyes. As usual, the best part was his.

“Come on,” the water ghoul spat out once more and without further ado, the ghouls looked at each other and got even closer. Rain was opening his mouth again but instead of words, a high pitched moan left it when Mountain’s piss hit his chest. Then Aether on his back, Swiss on his right, Phantom on his left.

Rain was completely blissed out, shuddering and moaning, hands gripping his thighs, as he was being absolutely showered in hot piss. His red cock was rock hard and leaking, waiting for the slightest of touches to make him burst, cum so hard he’d black out. He couldn’t hear the noises others were making, in awe of their packmate so filthy. 

As all the streams were slowly dying out, Dewdrop stepped in. Finally.

He straddled Rain’s lap and the water ghoul’s eyes snapped open. Before he could register what was going on, Dewdrop slammed himself all the way down onto his cock, his wet and stretched out cunt swallowing Rain up to the very hilt with no issue.

Debauched moans rang out from both of them and the fire ghoul rolled his hips exactly once before letting go with a sigh and pissing all over Rain’s cock, balls and thighs. Rain wailed, then, jaw going slack and head falling backwards as he shook all over and cummed deep inside Dewdrop, some of his copious amounts of cum leaking out and mixing with the other’s piss, still trickling out.

Now, Rain was satiated.