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I swear Ocean Vents is still on my mind, it’s just the final month of uni so I’ve got too much going on (see: the survey post!) but I swear it’s still there! I have 2 chapters, but I’m waiting on posting to see if it’s where I really want to take the story

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To sweeten the pot, for every response I get, I promise to write one more sentence in Ocean Vents or some fic of your choosing.

Send me an ask if you just want a small (and I mean small) drabble of your topic! Thanks for filling out the survery!

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#don’t forget the magpies and pidgeons!

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Some Meliora boys

Tip jar

#love this #nameless ghouls #ghost band #other’s art

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Finished studying for around 10 hours today, exams are killing me. On top of that, I need to start applying to research positions and registering for next semester, and apply for summer work. Needless to say I’ve got a lot going on rn, so forgive me for not putting out any writings lately.

Anyhoo, thanks to everyone who still likes my posts even though they’re little snippets or unfinished thoughts <3

#all of the dick thoughts have been replaced by electromagnetic equations #I don’t have time to be thinking about mountains dick sadly

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Well if no one else is going to write sad Dew/Delta tentacle sex then I guess I will

#ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #delta ghoul #nsft #explosion’s ramblings

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mountain dew rain throuple important to me

#greenhouse trio my beloved

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Here be the Mountain/Dew/Aeon thoughts!

Cw: weed mention, grinding, fingering

It had started innocently enough, the three of them in Mountain's room smoking, the air hazy and warm. Aeon had been curious about Dew's transition, tiptoeing and asking careful questions. Dew didn't mind, it wasn't an off limits topic for him all these years later and Mountain was scratching his fingers through his hair and making Dew's brain turn to mush anyway.

The questions shift as they usually do. Mountain laughs while Aeon blushes his way through, asking if everything changed and if Dew missed...

"You can say it." Dew teases, voice almost sweet.

"I just...well I've heard that water ghouls....they-" His eyes dance around nervously, the weed doing nothing to make it easier for him. "Do you still-"

"Get wet like a water ghoul?" Dew finishes for him, head cocked and smirking.

"He does if you know what you're doing. Isn't that right, droplet?" Mountain presses closer to his back, voice dropping over the nickname and breathed against his neck.

He kisses the scars on his neck and Aeon watches the way Dew's eyes flutter and hangs on the pretty sigh that hits his ears. He nips at the skin behind his ear and Dew whines, shifting against the bed.

Mountain gestures to Aeon to come closer. "Come here, I'll teach you."

He crawls up beside Mountain, relaxing when Dew touches his hand softly.

"He likes kissing. Start there." Mountain instructs with heat in his eyes, a slow simmer not yet ready to boil over. "Show me how you'd start."

It's almost timid at first, a shy press of his lips against Dew's but he deepens it quickly, licking into Dew's mouth. Dew spreads his legs so Aeon can press closer. Mountain laughs when Dew sucks Aeon's tongue and the quints body shakes.

"He's supposed to be the one getting wrecked, bug. Don't let him take control so easily." Mountain teases while he watches. He can't really blame him. Dew's mouth is wicked and he knows exactly what he's doing.

Aeon pulls back, lips kiss swollen and shiny. He looks to Mountain for guidance, it's too easy for Dew to get the upper hand with him right now.

Mountain smiles, taking his hand and guiding it into Dew's hair, pulling his head until his necks exposed.

"Kiss him here." He slides his fingers over the scars there and Dew sighs with it. "Just like you were doing."

He takes a minute to run his nose over Dew's pulse, breathing him in, smoke and cinnamon, but this close he picks up the salt water, burning drift wood. Both parts of him still flowing through his veins.

Dew's thighs squeeze around him when his lips touch his neck and it spurrs him on. He drags his tongue over the scars, teeth grazing without the sting of a bite. His fingers tighten in his hair, strands wrapped around his fist and it pulls a pained little sound from the fire ghoul."

"Loosen your fingers a little. You don't need to hurt him right now, he'll be good for you. Won't you, droplet?" Mountain licks along the tip of Dew's ear. "There will be plenty of time to rough him up. I'll teach you that too, make sure you do it right."

He does as he's told, softening his grip into something sweet, cupping his head gently instead of tugging and pulling and the sound Dew gives him makes it worth it. His head tips back against Mountain's shoulder, lip pulled between his lips while Aeon works his neck over, kissing his scars like he can breathe life into them.

"That's good, bug." Mountain grabs the hem of Dew's shirt, pulling it up and off, tossing it away from the bed. Aeon growls at the interruption and attaches himself to Dew's neck again immediately. "Give me your hand."

Aeon's breathless when the giant takes his hand and drags it down Dew's chest. He lets his fingers trail over the piercings but he doesn't let him pause to pull them. Dew's hips shift and Aeon sees a little dark patch starting to spread where his cock strains in his sweats.

"Kiss him here, down his chest." He sees his eyes flash to the rings and Mountain grabs his hair. "Slow. Don't get greedy and ruin it. Gentle, he's been good for you. Understand?"

His cock twitches against his thigh, hot and heavy, desperate for any kind of attention.

"Y-yes...Sir."

"Good boy." Mountain taps his cheek. "Go on."

He starts at his collarbone, kissing along them, dipping his tongue into the hollow of his throat. He slides his hands up his thighs to hold his hips, just to touch him, needing to touch him. He moves down, kissing down his sternum until he can move to one side and drag his tongue over one of his nipples. He lets his tongue hook around the ring, a gentle tug that makes Dew sound so pretty.

"Aeon...fuck...please-"

"Now you're getting it." Mountain looks down between them, Dew's tented sweats darkening further.

Aeon moves back up, kissing without hesitation, swallowing Dew's needy moan and Mountain moves to the side. The little Quint pins Dew to the bed, hands up over his head, hips slotted together and grinding. His timidness nowhere to be found and Mountain rubs himself through his pants while he watches.

Aeons skinny fingers slide down Dew's side and Mountain watches him shiver with it, the softest touches are always his downfall.

"Tell him how good he's being, Aeon. Keeping his hands up without being told. Let him know how proud you are."

Dew whines, cheeks pink and pretty, eyes bright when he looks over at the giant.

Aeon pulls back just enough to speak. "So good...fucking perfect Dew. Could keep you here forever just worshipping you, praising you."

Mountain grins, he's a quick learner and Dew's lost to it. He grabs Aeon's hand and guides it down to the front of Dew's pants, soaked through now.

"Holy shit..." He sits back to look, to drag his fingers across the wet shape of Dew's cock still trapped in the fabric. "Look at you. Fuck."

"Get him in your lap." Mountain helps maneuver Dew, clingy and burning, desperate for all their attention and then some.

Aeon groans when Dew's weight settles just right in his lap, hands coming back to grab his ass to guide him into grinding against him but he freezes when he feels how soaked the back of his pants are.

He slips his fingers under the waist band, keening when he feels just how slick Dewdrop is.

"You're dripping...could slide right in couldn't I?" He nips at Dew's lips, eyes dark from want. "Could probably take both of us...wouldn't take much work would it?"

Dew keens and Mountain grinds against his palm harder, the image too tempting for its own good.

Dew's hips jerk forward when Aeon lets his fingers explore further, teasing little circles but not pressing in yet. His eyes flutter when a thick gush of slick runs over his fingers, further staining Dew's pants.

"Aeon please....please lemme-" He cuts off when Aeon's fingers slowly work in, words trapped in his throat.

Mountain moves behind him, lips against his neck, meeting Aeons eyes when he speaks.

"Ride his fingers, droplet."

He's nearly drooling when he rolls his hips, grinding down and taking what he wants. It pulls a whine from Aeon when he presses forward, cocks pressed tight behind their pants and nowhere near enough.

Mountain takes pity and removes his hand from himself in favor of grabbing Dew's hips and moving him.

"Dripping your brain out already, droplet?" Mountain smirks, his cock kicking at the gurgled little sound he gets in response.

"Fuck that's good, Dew." Aeon praises, watching the way Dew pants as Mountain moves him on Aeon's fingers. "Keep going."

"He's not going to last much longer. He's so sensitive like this."

"You don't have to last. Let me watch, let me see you cum, Dew." He sounds desperate, almost dreamy, caught up and tangled in the way Dew feels in his lap.

Mountain grabs his hips tighter, makes him grind harder until he cries out and the giant knows he's got him where he needs him, Aeon's fingers pressed in just right.

"Get him out so you can see." Mountain instructs, voice still calm and composed. Aeon's free hand shakes when he pulls Dew's cock from his sweats, soaked in pre and steadily drooling.

"Look at you." He grits out, eyes locked on where Dew drips down the length of himself. "Wanna taste you, wanna feel you spilling down my throat, would drown in it if you wanted..."

Dew cums without warning and Mountain watches Aeon take it all in.

"Satanas Dew...there's so fucking much..."

Mountain grins and makes him take his hand away, pulling Dew back onto his lap, licking at the sweat on his neck.

"That's nothing, bug." His eyes are dark and Dew's already rolling his hips to rock against Mountain. "Wait until you see how many times he can do it."

#uh hello?!? #dewdrop ghoul #mountain ghoul #aeon ghoul #phantom ghoul #ghost band #other’s fanfic #nsft

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inspired by a post that suggested water ghouls need to keep warm in winter or hibernate but i cant find it for the life of me,,

transcription of text in comments

edit: found it, under the cut

post by @mountainsabandonedshoes (sorry for tagging idk how else to do it lol)

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Rain the type to blindfold himself, cuff his hands to the headboard, and lay there naked with the door wide open. Pretty cunt already dripping, nipples pink and puffy, practically shaking in anticipation.

#oh goddamn #love this #nsft #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #ghost band #other’s fanfic

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I meant to get a picture of it before I threw it out, sadly forgot, but I’m in a foreign country and the barista couldn’t pronounce/understand my name (totally my fault for not having the best language/accent) and so my coffee came out with the name “ather”

God I wish I had a picture of the caramel macchiato with “ather” because it was certainly a highlight of my day.

#thought it was funny #my ma was like ‘wait what who’s ather’ #and I immediately thought ‘the ghesties would love this’ #yeah it was spelled without the e

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Very big fan when Aether and copia are described like this

#ghost band #aether ghoul #papa emeritus iv

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You suddenly switch bodies with your icon. On a scale of 1 to 10, (10 being the highest value) how well are you coping with that change?

#10/10 holy shit let me be a tetrapod

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I am in the exact same boat 😔

I think I’ve forgotten how to write

#writing is hard!

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Gym bro ifrit is amazing and correct but can we consider something funnier

Gym bro aether

#ooooh his thighs all wet and sticky #he is a gym bro

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sad sad dewther boys

#oh this #thisssd #band ghost #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #other’s art

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Don't apologize

Give it to us

Please

Inflict whatever it is upon us

Please

A little over 1k words about Phantom accidentally playing with Rain's gills and Rain being a sexual deviant about it.....

Phantom had crawled wordlessly into his bed and Rain didn't bother to question the tactile ghoul. He simply reached over his shoulder and blindly scratched at his head as Phantom properly slotted himself against his back.

The morning had been lazy across the abbey it seemed, an uncommon sort of calm settled over the grounds. Grey skies and distant thunder kept the water ghoul tucked under his covers. Storms wore on his body, sapped the energy right out of him. Some sort of sympathetic reaction. Whatever it was, it left Rain tired and his nerves on edge.

He was grateful for the company. A warm and solid body to meld into with a soft sigh. Phantom, almost equally as sleepy, nuzzled his face into his messy curls and chirped. He returned the content sound when Phantom pet over his bare hip, then his belly. Claws raked idly through the dark hair there and stopped just above his waistband, lingering just long enough for Rain to take notice but inevitably drifted north.

Phantom's hands were still soft, Rain noted. Not yet worn rugged by steel strings, but they surely would be in time. Uncalloused fingers were not something he was accustomed to, so used to the rough and overly hot hands Dew often wandered his body with. The quintessence ghoul slid easily over his torso, the motion soothing. His eyes began to feel heavy again. He debated fighting the weight for another few minutes for nothing more than to savor Phantom's innocent and languorous touches, but he was no match.

Somewhere between states of consciousness is where Rain felt a sudden jolt of sensation rush through his nerves. It was abrupt and gone just as quickly as it came. Rain blinked slowly a few times. The room was still kept dark by his heavy curtains, and Phantom was still curled up to him, tail draped across both of their bodies. Confusion might have knit itself into his face if he had had the energy to spare. He yawned for the umpteenth time that morning and let his lids draw closed again, brushing it off as a simple fluke.

Rain's breath caught in his throat when he pet over the little bit of frill that poked out. It was like being hit by lightening, evoking an immediate reaction in ever part of his body, leaving his skin hot and buzzing. The repetitive stroke over the soft tissue made his clit throb against the seam of his underwear, his underwear that was already starting to feel sticky. Phantom might as well have just slipped a hand between his thighs, what with the way he stroked his fins, it'd have the same effect. He screwed his eyes shut a bit tighter as embarrassment rushed over him like a tidal wave.

In a semi-awake state, when the feeling crashed into him again, he was aware of Phantom's curious touch provoking it. He must have just brushed over the slits on his ribs before but this was a much more deliberate skimming. The tips of his fingers following the way they curved over his side, still overall absentminded.

Oh fuck.

The water ghoul bit the inside of his cheek when Phantom almost dipped into the muscle but retreated just as quickly with a little gasp of surprise. Tight, he knew it was. Rain was horribly familiar with how it felt. He hated that his body almost tried to draw Phantom in deeper the first chance it got. It felt shameful on several levels; knowing he was that easy, knowing Phantom was entirely oblivious to water ghoul anatomy, knowing he was letting him continue despite the previous fact.

He felt dirty.

Like some pervert.

Sooner or later he'd soak through his briefs and then his pajamas, and Phantom would be made acutely aware of his little 'situation'. Rain stupidly squeezed his thighs together but the pressure wasn't direct enough. A smarter man would have settled for it, a smart man wouldn't be doing this in the first place, but he greedily slipped his tail around his body and pressed the space of it against his ache. His toes curled and he thanked everything below that the comforter was tucked up to his chin.

He'd have sworn up and down that no, he wasn't a pervert, in front of the clergy and Lucifer himself. He'd have lied through his teeth to save face. At any point up till then he could have grabbed the younger ghoul's wrist and stopped him in his tracks, before his sinless intentions drove him mad, but he hadn't. It had entirely slipped his sleep addled brain to even think of stopping him, and with such generous attention paid to his most sensitive fins, Rain's mind felt like it was starting to smooth over. Too clouded by lust for anything but the idea of thrill-seeking pleasure.

Some brazen part of him almost wanted to take Phantom by the hand and encourage him to explore further, to really feel inside him. He was smart enough not to. He had enough sanity not to.

Phantom's previous retreat only lasted all of a few seconds. He returned much more cautiously, testing his body's resistance to the intrusion of his little finger. Rain choked as he swallowed the spit flooding his mouth before he had a chance to drool on himself. Dew always mocked him for 'getting stupid' when his gills were played with. He hated that the fire ghoul was right. It was getting harder to remember to stifle each noise. He wasn't quiet, barely knew how to be. Swallowing down the need to moan was a chore all of its own.

His tail was forced to move at a pace that was agonizingly slow. If moving wouldn't disturb Phantom's fascination, he'd have blatantly shoved his hand down his pants to stroke his overly sensitive tdick between his fingers. The idea, the promise of relief, was taunting. He could almost feel his jaw creak with how hard he clenched it.

How did Phantom not realize how labored his breathing was? How did he not recognize the telltale salted scent of his arousal? He'd dripped through his underwear by that point. Was Phantom oblivious or purposefully ignoring the signs in favor of curiosity?

The words were on the tip of his tongue.

'Stop, 'm gonna cum, stop-'

But he couldn't get himself to say them. Not when Phantom's index and middle finger were being teased in, the stretch was white hot, mind numbing. Phantom let out a shaky breath like he'd been holding it, an astonished "fuck" hidden under his sigh. Rain wondered just if Phantom had just been waiting for the chance to finally touch him like this.

The thought of cumming like this was exhilarating. Twisted and depraved, but titillating nonetheless.

A whine threatened to bubble out of him when Phantom began petting over his interior membrane, over the deep base of his fins. Resisting the urge, the need, to rock his hips against the friction of his tail was taking up too much of his focus.

He wouldn't last. He didn't think he wanted to.

He was too far gone to stop it now.

#oh I love it #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #other’s writing #ghost band