#zephyr writes

[therealdogsinmymind]

WIP LIST (Jinwoo x Reader)

[A list of my current projects that I will update as I finish, scrap, or add things! These are all Jinwoo x Reader and will all contain further tags when posted! I will be posting these to both Ao3 and Tumblr. Titles are subject to change.]

“Solo Play”

High school (almost) sweethearts find each other again after a nasty split but Jinwoo has changed, and learning to cope with it is a battle.

(NSFW, Multi-Chapter - Ongoing, Trans Male Reader) Ch 1, Ch 2,

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

“Protected. Always.”

You slowly slip into insanity as you feel like you’re being watched at all times by things you can’t see, luckily your friend Jinwoo promises he’ll protect you. 

Meanwhile Jinwoo feels a little bad for accidentally making you question reality but really if it lands you in his arms isn’t that a price he’s willing to pay? 

(Dead Dove Do Not Eat, Stalker/Obsessive Jinwoo, NSFW, Multi-Chapter, Female Reader)

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

“Devour”

Jinwoo has been having an increasingly hard time with the concept of you spending time with other men. You may also push his buttons about it on purpose… 

(NSFW, Oneshot, Female Reader)

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Drabble/HC Requests In Progress: 3

#sung jinwoo x reader #jinwoo sung x reader #solo leveling headcanons #solo leveling x reader #sung jinwoo x you #jinwoo sung x you #zephyr talks #zephyr writes

[kiveruu]

the symbolism in ch390. the bike as a metaphor for tianshan and their development. mgs saying "we're gonna fall" represents him knowing that his life is gonna go to shit and trying to warn ht to stay away and ht saying "im not scared of falling" cuz he doesnt care and he would absolutely go to hell and back for mo. ht holding onto mo just letting him know hes there for him. mo saying hands off but both him and ht know he doesnt mean it because he doesnt make a big deal of ht touching him like he used to. ht saying "im not letting go" because hes stubborn as hell and hes gonna stay by mo's side regardless of what happens and he wants mo to know that

#im paraphrasing the quotes #i hope this makes any sense #its not the most subtle metaphor #but god #its so. #zephyr is boring #zephyr writes #19 days #tianshan #he tian #mo guan shan

[graysonflynn]

First part of my Halsin/Rolan omegaverse fic is live! Part 2 should be up in the coming days.

#rolsin #halsin #bg3 rolan #halsin x rolan #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #zephyr writes #fanfiction

[wrathofrats]

I think zephyr and ifrit are just so unbearably fucking cute sometimes much to zephyrs dismay.

Just Zeph sitting on the counter while ifrit bakes, maybe whipping up some frosting and of course zephyr asks for a taste

Ifrit being a fucking dork and grabbing a dollop with his finger and placing it on their nose giggling to himself at his stupid joke

“Are you kidding me” zeph scowls at him. So ifrit licks it off still laughing. And zephyr has to sit and blush and hate ifrit for being so fucking stupid but so adorable

Of course ifrit kisses him afterwards to give him a taste anyways

#I had to stop writing this multiple times bc I found it too cute #I hate them #I want to beat ifrit with a bat #the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #shitghosting #zephyr ghoul #ifrit ghoul

[cirrus-ghoulette]

Sunny gets bullied BADLY at the Ministry.

Not by the ghouls, they all adore her. Even the older, stoic ghouls belonging to Primo and Secondo. She makes them smile when she shows off her cartwheels and tumbles and flips.

Not even by the Papas. They all (apart from Copia) grumble about how badly trained she is, she has no self control, she's too bouncy. But they adore her really. She makes them feel young at heart and she adapts her activities depending on the Papa. She spends time in Nihil's chambers, looking over all his curios. Picnics with Primo. Long walks with Secondo. 'Hunting' Terzo and then switching roles so that he's tracking her once he's been caught. She dances around with Copia and climbs all over him. She can perch on his shoulders, she's so balanced.

It's the siblings that bully her.

She just didn't realise this, really.

They had liked her at first, laughed at how high energy she was. She'd been invited back to dorms to show back her fire and air tricks.

She had been too trusting.

Too trusting when they made snide comments and disguised them as compliments. Too trusting when they told her that she looked way cuter with shorter hair and 'helped' her cut it from halfway down her back to a bob length (Copia had been furious when he found out).

Too trusting when they treated her as some sort of specimen rather than as a living, breathing ghoul with thoughts and feelings and emotions.

Omega had caught the siblings with her one time. He had appeared behind the siblings, towering over them, looking down at the small group with Sunny trapped in the middle as she giggled nervously. He'd silently judged them, before taking Sunny by the shoulder and guiding her away.

The breaking point had been when Omega had went looking for Sunny one day and found her in Primo's office, curled up in the Papa's arms, all teary eyed and blubbering. Between sobs, she explained to Omega how cruel the siblings had been to her.

Primo had looked over Omega for a moment, evaluating him. Then, he pulled Sunny closer in the cradle of his arms and murmured "They won't bother you any more, cuoricina..." before giving Omega a nod, signaling for him to leave.

A few hours later, Alpha, Omega, and Zephyr sat together in their dorm, cleaning the chunks of flesh out of each others' teeth, licking the blood off of their hands and faces, sated in the fact that Sunshine wouldn't be bothered anymore.

#ghost #ghost band #ghost bc #papa emeritus #my works #headcanons #headcanon #Sunshine #Sunshine ghoulette #Primo #Papa primo #Omega #Omega ghoul #Alpha ghoul #Zephyr ghoul #Chair ghoul #Yeah Sunny has autism and adhd #Also she loves all her papas #Murder ghouls #Bun writes fics

[divine-misfortune]

where it hurts kiss w/mountain and zephyr pls <3

High zeph getting loved on

Glass brought to their lips, Zephyr startled slightly. A muddled sound of confusion as they slipped from the clouds, jarring to be pulled back to earth so abruptly after floating for so long. Millions of miles away in some comfortable haze, they'd almost forgotten where their body resided - nearly forgot they were anything more than fog skimming the water in some secret place, that there was ever a physical body to begin with. Fighting to remember how to open their eyes, they blinked one at a time until they managed to focus on Mountain in front of them.

Him and that crooked little smile.

"Think your tolerance has gone down" Mountain tsked and cupped their jaw, lifting their chin from their chest.

Normally they'd have protested his assistance, loathing the oddly helpless feelings that crept up on them, but they were in no place to do something of the sort. Zephyr was helpless in the moment, too smoked out to even pick up their own head.

Their fang clinked against the rim of the glass as Mountain tipped it, a soft apologetic sound rumbling out of the earth ghoul as water spilled into their otherwise dry mouth. It brought a sort of relief they didn't know they needed, and they drank it down like the nectar of the gods. Chilled and sweetened with a sprig of mint - Mountain never seemed to forget the mint.

"Ah - ah, easy..." He gave their jaw a soft squeeze and pulled the glass away for a moment, earning a low whine of protest. "Gonna waterboard yourself if you don't slow down."

Mountain fixed them a look one might consider stern, but it was still Mountain after all. Always betrayed by his fondness. He was never one for scolding and the like, with Zephyr there was hardly ever a dominant bone to be found within him. The attempted shift in their established dynamic was strange, not necessarily bad but strange to them nonetheless. They'd be grateful for it when they sobered up. In such a state they needed the guidance and the correction that came with it.

Zephyr remembered to nod accordingly, at least tried to. Mountain wouldn't budge an inch until they did.

Seemingly satisfied with their compliance Mountain granted them the remaining reprieve to their cotton mouthed plight. They somehow sagged further into the soft nest of furs and blankets, tail swaying in a lazy but satisfied pattern. It would have been easy to just melt into the soft pile in that far off corner of the greenhouse. Mountain’s old creaky futon felt like the most logical place for them to melt into a boneless heap in their humble, clearly influenced opinion.

"Don't think s’me," Zephyr's words slurred despite themself as their head lolled onto their shoulder. Puffing a stray strip of silver hair from their face, "think your supply got stronger."

"Oh don't go blaming me, you lightweight." Mountain carefully tucked the offending lock behind their feathered ear. If he brushed his fingers over the tips of their feathers just to see them shudder, that was his business. "You look more relaxed chickadee, got that sour look off your face. How's it feel?"

He chuckled softly when their nose scrunched up in thought. The air ghoul pressed their lips into a thin line as they considered their vessel. It was never a simple question. An answer that changed daily, often one extreme or the other. Agony or numbness. Today was the former. A deep hollow ache housed in every bone and joint, joined by the odd cold zing in a randomly selected nerve.

"Mm...Mostly" Zephyr concluded.

"Still a bit achey?" They nodded and Mountain frowned sympathetically, "where does it hurt, love?"

"Hands."

He lifted one hand from where they'd fisted it into the brown fur beneath them and held them carefully in his own. Dainty, almost boney fingers trembled against his palm. Years of ivory keys had worn away at their already limited grace, damned by a vessel intent on wasting away at a pace none of them could have anticipated. He knew whatever relief he, or any of them, could offer them was merely a bandaid to a gunshot wound but he still tried despite it.

"Where?" Mountain asked, turning them palm up to gently knead his thumbs into the meat of their hand.

Groaning lowly, Zephyr mumbled something he didn't quite catch. Their pale eyelashes fluttered against their cheeks and he wanted to kiss the shadows they cast like butterfly wings. Delicate and beautiful as always.

Much like the tree roots knotting through the dirt, he could feel the electricity flickering through their nerves. Palm down, Mountain thumbed over their knuckles. If he focused he could trace their pain like a well worn path, and if he focused further, he could almost assist in conducting the sparks through the fraying wire. Earth magic was mostly situational, but the body's nervous system was close enough to that of a plant to do the trick. It wasn't perfect, but it was another bandaid he could apply.

Replacing the little pattern his thumb had stroked over the back of their hand, he brushed his lips over their knuckles instead. Zephyr blinked their eyes open again, a much more coordinated effort on their part, to watch the earth ghoul bow his head to meet their hand. He kissed the middle joint of their first finger followed by the next. Mountain kissed up each finger with a familiar sort of reverence, such a miniscule act of worship to send their heart stuttering in their chest.

Mountain had an innate ability to make them feel young again without even trying.

At the tip of their pinky finger, Mountain glanced up to their face. Expression gone soft, his copper eyes caught the afternoon light like pools of honey they could have very well fallen into. Zephyr swallowed thickly when his mouth quirked into a shy smile, caught in the act of loving them too blatantly. They swore the fog behind their eyes swirled in the shape of hearts.

Pulling away suddenly, Mountain's brow knit. He began a confused chirp that they didn't give him the chance to finish. Zephyr took his face and clumsily hauled him closer till they could perfectly mold their mouth to his. It was a miracle their teeth didn't crash together. Mountain had to grab the back of the futon to keep himself balanced, head already spinning like Zephyr had snatched the air straight from his lungs.

They cradled his cheek in their left hand and the right snaked back to thread their fingers into the auburn waves at the nape of his neck. Not pulling, simply holding onto him like another anchor point. Brain finally catching up, Mountain's amused exhale fanned warm against their cheeks. His tail coiled around their leg as he eased into the gentle movement of their lips like he had a thousand times before. Kissing the air ghoul was like second nature. Like returning home each time.

Zephyr licked over his bottom lip with no real heat behind it and he couldn't stop himself from letting them in. They drank the sweet sigh off his lips and chased the whine he tried to deny them, pulling it from him like they owned every single reedy sound.

Satisfied or exhausted, Zephyr sat back. Admiring his lips surely tinged as red as their eyes, they short of giggled.

"Fuck..I love you" Mountain breathed, winded. Wanting. The definition of adoration.

#theyre in love this is so fufking soft im gonna die actually #void writing #writing #answered #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #zephyr ghoul #mountain x zephyr #zephyr x mountain #the band ghost #the band ghost ficlet #ghost the band

[lilypadlys]

The ghouls and what circus acts they would perform

Aerial Silks, Tightrope, Trapeze, Lyra: Cirrus, Cumulus, Aurora, and Zephyr. You know our air ghoulies thrive in the air. Daredevils the lot of them. Cirrus especially loves the sudden drops with silks that have the audience gasping. Cumulus practically dances on her tightrope. Aurora and Zephyr are pros with trapeze and lyra and will honestly just chill on their respective perches between acts. They all have costumes in various shades of blue.

Slack Rope/Trampoline: I feel like Swiss would have a blast quite literally bouncing around the stage. Loves doing backflips and spins in the air. Also a daredevil. Flashy purple and orange costume to show his elements (quintessence and fire)

Contortionists: Water ghouls are lithe and flexible so Rain and Mist would make great contortionists. Bending into pretzels till you can't tell where Rain ends and Mist begins. Identical iridescent fish scale patterned unitards.

Fire Jugglers: Our resident pyromaniacs Dewdrop, Sunshine, and Ifrit have a little too much fun seeing how many batons they can juggle without setting themselves, each other, or the stage on fire. Rain and Mist on standby with fire extinguishers. They're not in any real danger being fire ghouls/fire hybrids and all, but the audience doesn't have to know that. Black pants. The guys are shirtless and a cage bra for Sunny.

Strongman: This one's gotta go to our strong boi Mountain. His act includes deadlifting a beam that both Dew and Aurora are balanced on. Brown pants and sleeveless forest green vest (got to show off those muscles).

See-Saw: The quintessence bois. Aether, Phantom, Omega, and Swiss (since he's part quintessence). This act requires a lot of coordination because they have to time their jumps and swap out regularly so I feel like the shared element of quintessence would help them psychically communicate with each other and maintain a precise rhythm. Purple and black costumes.

Ringleader: Copia of course, complete with a fancy top hat. Make no mistake though. Just because he’s the ring leader doesn’t mean he has any control over his ghouls. It’s still like herding cats.

Note: I wrote this a while back before I better understood what ghouls were in what eras so don't mind me shoving three different eras together :)

#the band ghost #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoul headcanons #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #zephyr ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #mist ghoulette #dewdrop ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #ifrit ghoul #mountain ghoul #aether ghoul #phantom ghoul #omega ghoul #papa copia #lys writes

[forlorn-crows]

kinktober day 20

(not so) dry humping. we already know who's the king of cumming in his pants. put a pretty water and air ghoul on top of him and he's a goner. and they're high? oh yeah, big boy's totally creaming himself

little dick mountain, they/them zephyr (dick/cock for their anatomy), transmasc dew (cunt for his anatomy)

Dew lets ribbons of herbal smoke seep out from his gills, giggling at the ticklish feel. 

“Showing off for us, are you, water lily?” Zephyr lilts, reaching out to run a finger along the curly fins on the water ghoul’s neck. Dew sighshappily, preening under their attention. 

Mountain hooks his chin over Zephyr’s shoulder and watches the smoke curl and dissipate around them. “Pretty,” he mumbles. 

“He is, isn’t he,” Zephyr purrs. 

“Pretty high,” Dew replies with a laugh, snuffing out the end of the joint. 

Mountain squints. Stares at the ashtray for longer than necessary. He grumbles a little into Zephyr’s hair. “Was’at th’ end already?” he slurs, brows knitting together. 

“Number . . . uh . . .” Dew sucks his teeth and lets his eyes droop, brain visibly buffering as he struggles to remember just how many they’ve shared between the three of them. 

Zephyr chuckles at the both of them. They relax further back into Mountain’s chest and pull Dew further up their outstretched legs. He happily makes himself comfortable on Zephyr’s lap, wriggling and readjusting until his legs fold pretzel-like to fit between the taller ghouls’ equally lanky limbs.

“You two are adorable lightweights,” they muse. They smooth their hands up and down Dew’s sides, earning a pleased hum from the water ghoul who promptly tucks his face into the crook of their neck like a milk-drunk kitten. 

“‘S not fair you just,” Mountain gestures vaguely with one hand, “make it disappear. Fuckin’ air ghouls.”

Dew huffs a laugh against Zephyr’s shirt. “Not fair,” he echoes. He wriggles his hips again, settling further into their lap and into the comfortable haze hanging between his ears. 

Zephyr can’t really hide—or help—the strained grunt that escapes their throat at the sensation of a pretty water ghoul squirming directly over their dick. Blame it on the weed, or blame it on the lack of substantial material between Dew’s sex and theirs, but Zephyr is instantaneously more lightheaded and significantly harder than they were just moments ago.  

Mountain’s nostrils flare against their skin, ears perking. “Mm, smell good, Zephy. Feelin’ good?”

Dew sniffs too, jolting back up from his draped posture and grinning wide when he feels Zephyr chubbed up beneath him. “I’d say they’re feelin’ real good, Mounty,” he drawls. He rolls his hips for good measure, wrenching a real groan from the air ghoul’s throat. 

“You would too with a pretty little water ghoul in your lap,” Zephyr retorts. They give a pinch to Dew’s side as payback. 

“Ohhhh,” Mountain says, neurons finally firing in the right series. He squeezes his hands around Zephyr’s middle and pulls them properly against his chest, rumbling contentedly as the bright honeysuckle scent of their arousal wafts over them all. “Wha’ if I have a pretty air ghoul in my lap?”

“Dunno, pet,” Zephyr breathes, dropping their head back against Mountain’s shoulder. Dew takes this as an invitation to melt his lanky body back against their chest, nuzzling his nose close to their pulse point. “What will you do?” they tease. 

And then they have the audacity to wriggle their own hips, grinding against Mountain’s lap until he groans too. “Fuck, Zephyyy,” he whines. 

“Zephyyy,” Dew snorts, mocking him lightly. But any menace is lost in the giggle he lets loose less than a second later—a giggle that morphs straight into a moan when Zephyr’s cock rubs just right against his clit through their pants. “Oh,” he gasps, humping right back. “That feels real nice.”

“Yeah, does,” Mountain groans, his own cock quickly filling out and the little head turning sticky. “Too—mmpf—too nice,” he admits. 

“Plenty to go around, boys,” Zephyr teases. They grind between the others, indulging in the lazy heat settling in their veins. A pleased purr kicks up in their chest. “Fuck, you two feel divine.”

Mountain noses along the wispy hair at their temple, mouth slightly parted as he huffs hotly against the side of their face. A high earth ghoul is an easily excitable—and sensitive—earth ghoul, so his hips are already kicking up in tempo underneath Zephyr’s ass. It’s rough and greedy, but it feels too good to even fathom stopping. 

Thoughts are in short supply between them anyway. Especially not when Dew starts bouncing a mere minute later like he can ride Zephyr through their pants. 

“Don’t—don’ do that,” Mountain whines. His arms wrap around Zephyr’s torso and he grabs Dew’s waist, but he does nothing to stop him from moving. If anything, he grips the little ghoul tighter, keeping him from slipping off of Zephyr’s lap while he ruts harder against their ass. 

The air ghoul gasps, caught between amusement and arousal. “Can feel how hard that little cock is, pet. Getting needy?”

“Likes seeing me ride you,” Dew pants, almost just as desperate. Almost.

“You are doing nothing of the sort.”

“‘lose enough,” Mountain wheezes. The water ghoul keeps glancing past Zephyr’s face, batting his eyelashes at Mountain and flipping his silver hair out of his face. And devils below if he would stop bouncing like that, maybe Mountain wouldn’t be so close to cumming in his jeans. 

“Mounty-y-y,” Dew sing-songs, voice bouncing in time with his body. “You got that look on your faaaccee.”

The earth ghoul shakes his head, biting back a childish nuh-uh. The look in question has his eyebrows drawn together, and his chipped fang poking over his bottom lip where he’s worrying it between his teeth. His eyes are droopy and red-rimmed, fighting not to stare at Dew or roll straight back into his head. 

Zephyr cranes their neck to run their tongue up the column of Mountain’s neck. They rock their hips back and forth between the two ghouls, slow and torturous. "If you cum, pet,” they rasp, “I bet our droplet will clean you up while I fuck his darling cunt. Won't you, Dew?"

Dew chokes. "What the fu—"

"Oh Lucifer," Mountain cries, voice cracking through breaks he didn't even know he had while his hips give a telltale stutter. Before he can gather the scraps of his remaining wits, he squeezes his arms around Zephyr’s middle and humps them rabbit-quick, creaming himself in no less than five thrusts. He shudders through it, whining high and wounded, cumming harder under the burn of embarrassment. 

“Oh, darling,” Zephyr groans, albeit with a slightly teasing lilt. “That sounded like a very good time.” 

“Shut up,” Mountain mumbles, grimacing at the way his cock twitches in the confines of his now sticky underwear. 

Mercifully, Zephyr leans forward so their ass isn’t directly on Mountain’s lap anymore, getting close to Dew’s face with a wicked smile on their face. Dew can’t help but giggle as they brush their lips over his. 

“Better get to work, water lily,” they croon. Zephyr casts a quick peek over their shoulder, winking at Mountain who’s still staring at them, slack-jawed. They turn back to Dew, pressing even closer and lowering their voice to a barely-there whisper: “Wouldn’t want your treat to go to waste, would you?” 

#the band ghost #ghostober #kinktober #fanfic #the band ghost fanfic #ghost fanfic #ficlet #mountain ghoul #zephyr ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #transmasc dewdrop #they/them zephyr #little dick mountain #mountain/dew/zephyr #zephyr/mountain/dew #dew/mountain/zephyr #dew/zephyr/mountain #mountain/zephyr/dew #i write these and then i hate them lmao #oh well #i love these three so it doesnt matter #era iii ghouls

[therealdogsinmymind]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: 나 혼자만 레벨업 | Solo Leveling (Webcomic), 나 혼자만 레벨업 - 추공 | Solo Leveling | Only I Level Up - Chu-Gong Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sung Jin-Woo/Reader Characters: Sung Jin-Woo Additional Tags: Reader-Insert, No use of y/n, Jin-Woo POV, Masturbation, Virginity, Virgin Sung Jin-Woo, Daydreaming, Secret Crush, Reader and Jinwoo went to high school together, Oral Sex, Kissing, Marking, Dacryphilia, reader POV, POV Alternating, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, Slow To Update, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, high schools sweethearts, Jinwoo has a nickname for the reader, Nickname: Star, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, First Dates, Bickering Summary:

So maybe you liked each other in high school, and maybe you guys fought and haven't spoken for years, and maybe, just maybe, Jinwoo has recently found himself with his dick in hand desperately thinking about you. But that doesn't mean he should call you... right?

[Or: High school (almost) sweethearts find each other again after a nasty split but Jinwoo has changed and learning to cope with it is a battle.]

#CHAPTER TWO IS UP!!! #I had to change the synopsis to better fit the ongoing story my b #solo leveling #only i level up #sung jin woo #sung jinwoo x reader #jinwoo sung x reader #solo leveling headcanons #solo leveling x reader #jinwoo x reader #solo leveling fanfic #zephyr writes

[kiveruu]

i know the whole cliff scene was only a thing in cql but i feel like its so symbolic of wangxian both as individuals and their relationship with each other. wwx suffers in silence while the whole world turns on him, lwj is stubbornly hanging on to him despite wwx's attempts to distance himself. and what i love about it is that lwj never lets go. wwx falls because he pulls his arm away. hes so self sacrificing that even in that moment he doesnt want lwj to get hurt or die because of him. and that's descriptive of their whole relationship. even post-reincarnation, at carp tower wwx gives lwj an out, he gives him the chance to walk away and leave him. but lwj doesn't take it. he let wwx fall once already, and now that hes back lwj never lets go

#i hope this makes any sense #its 4 in the morning #zephyr is boring #zephyr writes #mdzs #cql #wangxian #mo dao zu shi #chen qing ling #the untamed #wei wuxian #lan wangji

[graysonflynn]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🤍

why do you do this to me, @trashquisitor-shirozora you know how i am paralyzed by choices. now i have to sift through 250+ fics to decide. thus, in no particular order:

heartlines - Castlevania (Cartoon) - Alucard/Trevor - omegaverse soulmate au

look, i'm garbage and love tropes. this is the culmination of All My Favourite Cliches.

and comes the storm - Final Fantasy XIV - Magnai/Alywn 'Wyn' Storme (WoL)

once more, the trope of soulmates comes and bites me in the ass, so thanks for that, ffxiv. also, i can't go through an expansion of this game without coming out without at least one new blorbo.

Without Words - Resident Evil (gameverse) - Piers/Jake - soulmate au

i tried something New and it was fun and i wrote it in a few days, which is impressive because it's like 18k worth of words so it's a wonder what medication will do for the unwell mind.

fide et amore - Dragon Age - platonic Morrigan/fem!Warden

look, i love morrigan and her relationship with the warden, particularly if you actually pursue a friendship with her. it destroyed me and i love it so much. defrosting ice queen, so much angst, and just sweet love and loyalty. good good.

with the rising of the sea - Dragon Age - Sebastian/m!Hawke

i have a weakness and i love sebastion and he's been done dirty. man deserves love. <3

#zephyr writes #zephyr writes fic #about me #here's a bunch of my fics that i love

[wrathofrats]

Just thinking about ifrit getting high for the first time with zephyr Swiss and mountain.

Just think he goes all sweet and giggly and Zeph just can’t keep their hands off of him since he’s so soft and pliant like this, too irresistible to stand.

He gets all bashful about it too considering Swiss and mountain are also in the room with them but oh if it’s not the best opportunity Zeph has seen to be able to show off his little boy toy.

Three mouths are on him way too fast for his fuzzy brain to keep up with and he’s a giggling mess in between hushed moans

Think ifrit is loud like this, can’t help but be easy for them.

Idk just think about Zeph Swiss and mountain ruining a high sweet little ifrit (:

#idk #I had to get this out of my brain but I could write more #I could make this so strange ohhh #the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #swiss ghoul #ifrit ghoul #zephyr ghoul #mountain ghoul

[hopefulhaven]

I want to see more long and in depth writing about alterhumanity and theriantrophy. the experience, the discovery and growing up alterhuman, the community, all of it!! the sillier side of the community is great and all, and feels relaxed and comfy,,, but I do really want to see deeper dives on the experience and why we feel this way

I would love if anyone could point me towards writings or videos like this if they've created some or know someone who has, and I think I probably will in the future ... I might make video essays of my own, who knows?

#people do seem to like my writing #maybe video essays arw a good idea? #therian #alterhuman #nonhuman #zephyr’s thoughts #otherkin

[everybodyshusband]

Hi icon

4 for zephfrit?

FUCK YEAAHHH !!!!!! also i think this is me breaking my ifrit-writing viginity, so uhhh be kind <3

prompt four was "a kiss where it hurts" (576 words)

Ifrit groans tiredly as he rolls over towards his mate, arms reaching out to the side as he stretches his stiff muscles.

"Morning, dear," Zephyr chuckles from above as they do every morning. Ifrit will never stop insisting that it's weird the air ghoul wakes up early on the weekends to do the Saturday crossword puzzle in bed. "You slept alright?"

The fire ghoul groans again, electing to ignore his pillow in favour of resting his head on Zephyr's blanket-covered thigh. "Tiiiired," he whines, causing Zephyr to chuckle quietly again from behind their crossword.

"I'm not surprised," they muse. "You had a big day yesterday helping out in the greenhouses. You must be sore, Iffie."

"I ammmm," the fire ghoul complains sleepily, burrowing even further into his and Zephyr's blankets, drawing them up to his chin as he gets himself comfortable against to the air ghoul's side.

Zephyr's smile is not at all hidden by their newspaper but Ifrit decides to be polite—for once—and elects not to mention that the air ghoul is not as subtle as they think they are. "Do you want some of Ivy's tea? That always helps me when I'm full of aches and pains," they offer, adjusting one of their arms to drape across Ifrit's body and stroke his side gently.

Ifrit nods slowly. "Please?"

"Of course, dear. I'll message him to ask if he can make two cups and bring them in for us."

"Are you sore today as well?" Ifrit asks, raising his head ever so slightly to glance up at the air ghoul. "Oh shit, I didn't even ask," he realises. "How's all your, um... everything today, Zeph?"

They hum, tilting their head from side to side. "So-so. It isn't fantastic by any means," they admit. "But on the other hand, I've had much worse days than this."

"Poor baby..." Ifrit mumbles as he wraps his arms around Zephyr's waist prompting them to snort with laughter—and then groan in annoyance when they realise they've made an unwanted pen mark on their crossword paper. "Where does it hurt the most?"

Zephyr sighs. "Everywhere, as per usual."

Ifrit pouts, peppering soft kisses over every area of Zephyr's body he can reach—his right hip and... well that's about it really, but he maintains that it's the thought that counts. "That's no fun, baby."

"It's not," Zephyr admits, "but the tea will help, and it will help you too. Where are you hurting?"

Ifrit rolls over once again, groaning dramatically. "Everywhere, I'm dying, Zeph."

The air ghoul snorts, nodding along sarcastically. "I'm sure you are, Fritter."

"I am!" Ifrit cries out in mock indignation.

"Would you at least give me a concrete location for some of your sore muscles then, my love? I can't kiss your whole body better."

"You could try," Ifrit mumbles, rolling back over to re-latch onto the air ghoul like some kind of overly warm limpet.

Zephyr smiles agin. "Alright then." They gently pry one of the fire ghoul's hands from off of their waist and lift it up to their lips, looking down at Ifrit as they ghost their lips over each of his fingers.

"Oh," Ifrit breathes out, lifting his next arm up to Zephyr of his own accord.

"Now you're getting it, my dear," Zephyr teases, their words interspersed with gentle kisses to Ifrit's hand and arm. "You just relax and let me kiss some of the pain away until Ivy arrives with the tea."

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