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Submitted for your approval; The Nameless Ghouls, as unhinged quotes from my friends (or me).

Aether: I have acquired my birth receipt! Y’all can return me now!

Cirrus: I WILL PEE ON EVERYTHING YOU LOVE

Dewdrop: I swear to Buddha the next person who dabs on me is getting a cambro to the face.

Swiss: If you name that Pokémon “Sportacus” I’m disowning you.

Sunny: *sobbing* I’m not a cinnamon roll! I’m fierce!

Mountain: *licks Aether* you taste like a cracker.

Cumulus: hey you know that Disney trip we just took? That pun was so bad I’m retroactively uninviting you from it.

Rain: *placing a hand on Dews head* when I snap, I won’t kill you. I’ll just add you to the collection ~

Phantom: Who stole my German dungeon porn?!

Aurora: *standing beside Mountain* your face might be too high for me to reach but your knees aren’t.

+Bonus Papas

Copia: BITCH THATS MY GOOD EYE!

Terzo: You FILTHY WHORE! Let me put the baby down and then tell me everything

Secondo: ….bold words for someone within biting distance….

Primo: Hey finally! *points at a Texas longhorn* Something more horny than Terzo!

Nihil: UNHAND MY THIN MINTS YOU THOT!

It took me maybe a week or two but I wanted to design Ghoul/Ghoulettes from this current era! Hope you like them all!

One Of Us (Halloween Special)

Pairing: Nameless Ghouls x GN!Reader

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, poorly translated Italian

Summary: Halloween had fallen and you wanted to do something special. What’s better than dressing up for the occasion?

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You looked at yourself in the mirror as best as you could with your limited vision through the mask. Papa placed his hands on your shoulder as he stood behind you and gave you a smile. “Had I known better, you could pass as a Ghoul yourself, mio caro,” Papa said gently as he adjusted the steampunk helmet so it sat better and more comfortably.

You smiled and fidgeted with your fingers a bit. “I only have you to thank for this, Papa. Without you I wouldn’t have any of this,” You responded as you turned around and hugged him, the hug a little awkward at first because of the mask before you figured it out. Papa wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your helmet between your custom horns. “How could I say no to you?” He gave your back a few gentle pats as he let you hug him.

About a month ago you approached Papa while he was doing paperwork. The Ghouls were busy elsewhere within the Ministry and now was your only chance to bring up the brilliant idea for Halloween. When you arrived at his office you knocked the secret knock only you and him knew. “Come in, mio amato,” He answered. You opened the big doors and slid in, shutting them behind you and coming to sit in the chairs before Papa’s desk. “What can I do for you, il mio bambino?”

You heard Papa set his pen down against the desk as he shifted his attention to you. You looked into his eyes and cleared your throat. “Well, I wanted to ask something of you, Papa,” You started. He nodded for you to continue. “You see, Halloween is coming up in exactly a month and I’d like to celebrate it a bit,” You paused so Papa could speak if he wanted.

“What were you thinking, amato tesoro?” He asked. You smiled at the nickname and felt more confident about asking now. “I wanted to dress like the Ghouls for Halloween, Papa. Do you think that is possible at all?” Your leg started to bounce as a blush rose to your face. Papa smiled and nodded. “That is definitely possible. I’m going to make it possible. The Ghouls would fall for you even more, (Y/n),” He said before gathering details of what you had in mind and then setting up a time to get measurements for the outfit and helmet.

Two weeks later you were pulled back into Papa’s office to get measurements and you were nervous. Papa could sense it and didn’t leave your side as the designers got the measurements, talking to you the entire time and cracking jokes that made you laugh and made the designers huff. The designers eventually got the measurements they needed and estimated that the outfit and helmet would be done within at least six weeks. Papa counted in his head when that would be and nodded. “Thank you kindly, miei amici,” He said to the designers before they left, leaving you two alone. You stayed with Papa for a little while more as you discussed the final details you wanted for your helmet and outfit before leaving to continue your duties around the Ministry.

You had forgotten all about the costume (and it wasn’t intentional, those passing six weeks had been crazy for you) until Papa requested your presence in his office. When you stepped into his office and shut the door behind you he was standing behind his desk with a smile and his hands clasped together in front of him. “You called, Papa?” You asked as your head cocked to the side. "Sì, figlio mio,” Papa chirped as he reached under his desk and pulled a box up. He set it on his desk and patted the top of the box. “It’s here.”

A squeak escaped you as you came over to his desk eagerly, looking up at him. He opened the box and pulled out everything, laying them neatly on his desk as you watched with curious eyes. Once everything had been pulled out he moved the box aside. “There’s a bathroom behind me, go try it on! I can’t wait to see it, mio caro,” Papa ushered and you giggled, scooping up everything and rushing to try it on.

You had a decent amount of knowledge on how to dress up in the Ghouls’ concert outfits since you’ve watched and helped them before so when you came out after a few minutes Papa was shocked at first. When he saw you all dressed up, however, the shock melted away and was replaced with a warm, kind smile.

“Well, how do I look?” You had asked as you fidgeted with your fingers. Papa came over to you and you looked up to meet his eyes. “Just like a Ghoul,” He said. Beneath the mask, you smiled and you knew Papa couldn’t see it because of the balaclava so you pulled it down to show him your toothy smile. “The Ghouls are going to love it.”

And now, as you hugged Papa you let the memory fade into the dark once more to focus on the present. Papa pulled back from the hug and you did too. “Go on, go show your Ghouls. I would like to hear the details once everything is over,” Papa told you before patting your back once more. “Yes, Papa!” You chirped before leaving to go to the Ghoul’s den.

You made it to the Ghoul’s den quickly and slipped inside through the big doors, pulling them shut behind you and feeling something brush against your hand as you closed them. You grabbed whatever it was and pulled it in front of you as a stupid grin snuck onto your face. It was a tail. You could only assume Papa snuck in the tiny detail and you silently thanked him for it, personally thinking it was a nice touch.

Letting go of the tail you made your way down the hall and to the common room, peeking in and seeing your five Ghouls all sitting on the couch with their eyes glued to the TV screen with masks off and in comfy clothes. You pushed out any intrusive thoughts that might’ve been there along with fear and worry and readied yourself. You came into the room with your hands behind your back and posture straight with your head held a bit higher than normal. “Aww, how cute is it to see all five of you here in this one space? You didn’t even notice my entrance, did you?”

The moment those words left your mouth all eyes were on you instantly. You knew they didn’t recognize you at first because they all stiffened and Dewdrop bared his teeth with a slight snarl. You didn’t let your posture falter at that, bringing your hands to your sides as you tsked at him. You calmly made your way over to him, reaching him and using the fact that he was sitting to his advantage.

Standing over him you lowered your head just a bit to gaze down at your fiery Ghoul. “Now now, Dewdrop, that’s not the way to greet a lover, is it?” Rain was the first one to catch on and when he did he smiled and climbed over Mountain and Swiss to get into your view. Dewdrop bared his teeth once more and snapped in your direction before seeing Rain eagerly make his way over.

You spared a glance at Rain before turning to face him. “Rainy… My good Ghoul, my precious Rainy,” You purred, reaching a hand out to the water Ghoul who eagerly met it with his head and let you pet his hair. Rain peered up at you as his tail thumped against the back of the couch. “Hi, (Y/n)!” He chirped happily.

At the sound of your name leaving Rain’s mouth the other four’s faces contorted into surprise before a delighted smile. “There’s no way that’s you, (Y/n),” Swiss said with a smile. You turned to him and let your hand fall from Rain’s head. You pulled the helmet off and the balaclava down too.

“Holy Lucy, it really is them,” Dewdrop mumbled, feeling an embarrassed blush creep up on him for his actions. Mountain looked you up and down before nodding with approval. “You had me convinced, little blossom,” The earth Ghoul said.

You grinned and chuckled. “Well? I didn’t get this just to trick you guys. Go on, check it out,” You invited as you pulled the balaclava back up and slipped the helmet on once more. The Ghouls didn’t hesitate to get up and examine you, highly intrigued by the addition of a tail to the pants.

The Ghouls asked questions and you happily answered them, explaining the process and how Papa played a big part in it as well. When the question of the motive behind this came up you hummed. “Humans celebrate a holiday on the last day of October called Halloween. It’s tradition to dress up in a costume as something you like. This is what I chose. I chose you guys.”

It was silent for a few moments before all five Ghouls erupted into a chorus of awws. Before you knew it you were on the couch in the middle of a cuddle pile and you enjoyed every moment of it. You listened to the happy purrs of your Ghouls and nestled further into the pile.

Hours had passed now and everyone had fallen asleep in the pile except for you and Dewdrop. “(Y/n)?” The fire Ghoul asked as quietly as he could. You looked at him. “Yeah?” You replied with the same level of quietness. Dewdrop blew a kiss to you, not wanting to disrupt the pile by moving. You smiled and caught it with your mouth. “Look at you, you really are our little Ghoul now, aren't you?” He commented with a lazy and happy smile as he started to fall asleep in his spot.

You wiggled your arm out and held your hand out to Dewdrop who happily took it in his own. “Yes, Dewy. And I always will be your guys’ little Ghoul,” You answered. Dewdrop nodded and got more comfortable before yawning and letting sleep overcome him, not letting your hand go as he slept.

Sighing happily you looked over the Ghouls before shutting your eyes and letting your head fall against the back of the couch. “Happy Halloween, my perfect Ghouls. I love you all so much.”

hi hi! i just read on the contrary and wow what a fantastic idea. i’m sure you’re working on part 2, but i’m literally on my knees begging for headcanons of how you think each of the ghouls would go about taking your virginity in that universe.. if given the opportunity.

would rain be shy? would dew catch a whiff and have to take you in a dark corner?

please, i have to know

I had planned to write a sequel to a different take to the story of what would happen if the ghouls had gotten to you first instead of Copia but I could just as easily summarize it with some headcanons so, here you go. Thank you so much for asking Nonny, and I'm glad you like the story. I hope this does well to tide you over for the second part of On The Contrary.

Train Ride (Nameless Ghoul's x Reader)

Summary: You know that one meme of the girl on the couch surrounded by mischievous grinning men. Make that couch a nest and those men the Nameless Ghoul's. That’s you.

Nameless Ghouls x Reader (All of Them) || Orgy || Squirting || Oral Sex || Vaginal Sex || Overstimulation || Aftercare || Virginity Kink || WC: 3565

Aether had said to follow him and that it was urgent and important. He leads you down the crypt and into a room near the back. There, you see the entire squad of ghouls lazing about on beanbag chairs and a couch. In the middle of the room made of pillows and blankets and clothes and a mattress on the ground, is what you can best describe as a nest. And is that? Yes, that's definitely one of your shirts. A favorite actually that had gone missing. But the most alarming thing to catch your attention was that their masks were off.

Aether closes the door behind you and, with some shuffling, removes his own mask. Then he gets right down to brass tax. In fewer words, the conversation is best summarized as…

"We know you're a virgin." There's no question about it. They smell it, and you are divine. A temptation too powerful to ignore and that they can't ignore. It goes against their nature.

"Well, yes." You nervously respond, looking out over the eight demons in the room. Aether knocks his hand into your comfortably with a smile.

"We could help you with that, ya know. If you want." And well, you did want your first time to be memorable.

Cirrus, Cumulus, and Sunshine are the ones leading the charge. Out of all the ghouls, they are the most patient and will be safeguarding you from the horny boys as best as they can to make sure this experience is not only a pleasurable one but a fun one. The men tend to get a little carried away when an innocent is at play and these three mama bears are not shy to drag any of the boys away by their horn or ear if they start to get too rough.

They are the ones to lay out the rules and ask questions. Do you know what a safeword is? Do you know about the color system? Do you want to use condoms? What about the morning after pill? What do you normally do to get off? How? They ask you to show them, and that's how they get you started. They lay you out in the middle of the nest and circle around you. They watch you, all of them, naked and aroused, as you start to slide your fingers into your folds and curl and thrust your digits. How you treat your clit, the motions of your hands. An audience of eight all mouthwatering over you.

That's when our three lovely ghoulette’s slide in around you. Cirrus in front and sealing her mouth over your petals as Sunshine flicks and plays with your clit with one hand and teases your nipples with the other. Cumulus is exploring your mouth and swallowing your moans while running your fingers through your hair and pretty much giving you a head massage to keep you nice and comfortable. For right now this is all about you and getting you prepared for what's to come.

Cirrus eats you out. A gourmet meal fit for a queen, and she's very wet about it. Slurping and sucking, kissing, and licking. Burying her face between your legs with no hesitation and attacking your cunt with savage intent. She's taking her time with it though. A nice and slow opening moment to a very long and wild song. She treats you like fine China as she works her hand and fingers to explore your walls.

You've never had a mouth down there before, and as a first experience, it is mind-blowing. She does not stop you from rolling your hips. Nor does she stop you from clamping your thighs around her head. She growls into your folds when you slip your hand into her hair and pull and momentarily takes away her mouth to tell you.

"Pull harder." You don't deny her, even run your nails in, but then she rewards you with a grunt as her tail curls around one of your legs, and she returns to work, a little faster now. Her long forked tongue licks your walls and the wet velvet like texture has never been felt before and causes your toes to curl and moans happily eaten by Cumulus as she eats your sounds for breakfast encouraging your tongue to dance and tangle with her long forked one.

Sunshine is stroking your body. Your chest, playing with your nipples, tickling down your sides. Her hand reaches down to play with your clit just how you like it, licking her fingers before swashing it over the tender little bud with the experience of someone who's an expert. Tempting you with a single nail for a small pleasant bit of hardness but she is careful. She makes sure to not overwhelm you too much out the gate but you're taking it all very well.

After you come for the first time, that's when Cirrus starts to finger you. And they've obviously been planning this for a while because the nails of her key fingers have been filed short. You're easily slippery and relaxed enough to start with two and she carefully swipes and sweeps and curls inside of you, looking for that tender bundle of nerves and the gasp you reward her with gets everyone to groan.

Circulating between kissing Sunshine and Cumulus is enough of a distraction that Cirrus adds that third finger you are a little uncomfortable with. It's a stretch, a little burn, and easily adjustable. She keeps at it until you come for a second time, and then the show really starts.

As much as they wanted Mountain to be the first as he is the most 'tame' out of the lot, they were worried his size may intimidate you. So, he gave up the honor of being your first and handed the position to Aether. The first one to sniff you out since the beginning. And the one of them that all but demanded to be your first. There had been a fight between him and Dew over this, Dew living up to his name of Alpha but Aether had won with his teeth in Dew’s neck and Dew sufficiently cowed by the sudden strength and determination of his fellow bandmate.

And Aether is a perfect gentleman. Average in size and knows how to use it. He is gentle with you, slicking the head of his bare cock over your fluids and pussy lips before slowly and steadily rocking into you. The ghoulette’s actively reminds you to breathe as his cock head stretches a channel never used before and when fully seated the girls all give you praise and 'good job' and Aether hits you with that…

"Look at you. You took me so well." And hisses when you clench in arousal because that's a thing you didn't expect to spark heat in your gut.

He goes as gently as you need to and his thumb circles your clit to keep you stimulated past the uncomfortable burn that comes with a first time. Each rock of his hips stretches you out and you can practically feel your pulse in your tight muscles, like a second heartbeat. The girls do their best to keep you comfortable, trailing their hands down your body and playing with your breasts but finally when the pain subsides you give them the green go ahead.

“You can go faster.”

And the noises. The wet slapping of his cock combined with Cirrus spit and your cum, the loud slick of his cock as he pumps in and out of you as fast as he can like a man running from death. The squelch of your juices around his dick as you tighten and constrict around his member. The noise is what does you in. What does Aether in is how hot and needy your body is for his seed, clenching tight and squeezing his cock in waves.

He cums abruptly and gives himself a disappointed groan by how quick the round is over. But you’re blissed, leaning back into Cumulus and fuzzy from your head to your toes. Aether leans down and gives you a passionate kiss before coming up to bunker down at your side, leaning against you comfortably and sniffing your hair, purring all the while.

Dew is next, of course. There are still no regrets at this point. You can normally go three rounds with yourself with the right angle and determination, but this is the point when you realize you are going to be tired and sore tomorrow. Fascinated and a bit possessive with Aether’s cum sliding out of you, Dew leans down to clean you up, his long tongue wiping you down with every drag and you can feel the bumps of his taste buds as he laps at your folds like an ice cream cone.

Then he slides into you with a low groan and sets a very nice even pace, less thrusting and more rolling of his hips. He angles, so you're on your side with one leg up. It’s nice, and then he strikes your g-spot and has you gasping and clinging to Aether who purrs and nuzzles you into his neck. Tail sliding down to molest your clit and Dew bares his teeth having his turn taken but Aether ignores him and strokes you through it. Dew finishes with a roar and your fourth orgasm hits you like a freight train with Aether’s sure strokes to your clit.

This is the point in which you take a break. The team lets you catch your breath, gives you bottles of water, and helps to clean you up a little. You asked how you're doing. If they are doing okay? Is there something you want done? You make mention that you're a little disappointed that the ghoulette’s didn’t get anything from their turn with you and are given a grin.

Next round is made up of Cumulus asking if you’d like to eat her out and Cirrus showing you what scissoring is. The taste of Cumulus is salty but not bad, a good first experience with a ghoulette who loves running her fingers through your hair and scratching your scalp softly with her more than dangerous claws. Her nails feel nice in your hair as you curiously taste her and fuck her with your tongue, sucking on her bud and flicking it gently. It’s a nice and smooth ride and she’s already pent up from watching so it doesn’t take long for her to come and you’re again washed with praise.

Cirrus helps you roll your hips and comes apart on you with a rough growl and shudder, baring her teeth as she locks up on top of you and you likewise locking up below her. The ghoulette is all but shoved off by Sunshine as the newest of the band reveals to you a long purple silicon cock with double ends and a raised and excited brow.

Your fifth comes quick and fast after your fourth, linked together in quick succession and you really didn’t think you had it in you, but Sunshine sets a fast pace and the dildo has been ribbed with little bumps to cause a wonderful kind of friction to your gooey walls. There is a wet squelch and a very embarrassing amount of wetness when you come, and mortification overwhelms you when you realize what you have done. But the band are looking at you with absolute joy and glee in their faces.

“I got you to squirt!” Sunshine beams, puffing out her chest proudly and showing off. “Holy shit! Take that, you guys! I got the virgin to squirt!”

Rain cleans you up with his tongue. Seeking out every bit of moisture from between your thighs and sucking it greedily into his mouth, lapping at you like a dog. When he feels you're sufficiently cleaned up, he lines up his dick and starts to press.

But Rain is long, long enough that with each thrust there’s a small bit of pain as he reaches the deepest part of you. It’s uncomfortable. You tell them that and the fuck ends. Rain apologizes for the pain but you still want to keep going. So Sunshine asks if you’d like to try your hand at sucking cock.

That’s a yes. So you’re resituated in the nest to be sitting up, back supported given your first chance to get up close and personal with a real dick. He lets you explore, take your time, even though his thighs and lower stomach twitch as you grace his shaft with your fingers. It’s hot, his skin as soft as silk, and still coated in your juices. Finally, you take his cock in your mouth, tasting your own flavor and the saltiness of his precome. Your jaw quickly starts to ache, not used to being open for so long and while you can’t fit all of him in your mouth, you're told to take your time and only as much as you want. You’re not gonna deep throat him your first try, likely not your first time either. That takes practice so don’t feel bad about it and don’t try to choke yourself.

“But if you really wanna, you're welcome to practice with me as much as you want after this.”

Aether gives a possessive growl and has his tail pulled vengefully by Dew in an effort to cut it out, but it only makes him more agitated. The girl’s have to pull the two apart when they start swinging for each other’s dicks.

While sucking on Rain, you're not shy to grab the rest of his length and stroke. You explore his shaft and fondling his balls, which gets a very nice sound out of the ghoul. So you move your mouth to his suck on one of his testicles. Rain is quick to rip your mouth away and slip his finger against your bottom lip to keep you mouth open before stroking his cock and abruptly coming on your tongue. Actually cum is interesting, a lot stronger, and very bitter. It doesn’t make you gag but it does cause your face to scrunch at the taste.

Cumulus slaps Rain over the head for not asking first but they’re both stunned when you swallow his cum and reopen your mouth to show them just how much of a good girl you are and Aether is quick to try and chase down that taste with his own tongue and have another opportunity to kiss you again.

“Look at you.” He says in between sucking your lips and your tongue. “You’re turning into a little slut. Such a good girl. Such a good little slut for us.”

Swiss apologetically kisses you between your legs in an effort to do away with some of the soreness from Rain and get you ready for himself and then Mountain. He asks if he can try a different position, which, of course, he can. And you're seated in his lap, facing away from him and given a nice show of Cumulus sitting on Dew’s face.

Swiss directs you to lean back which you do and hefts you up by your ass, your legs falling open to give everyone a nice view as his cock slides into you and he starts a very fast pace, jack-knifing into you frantically and reaching deep, gliding along your inner walls easily given how wet and lose you are at this point. The noises are getting to you again, not just your own hoarse moans but that of Cumulus as Dew treats her right. And your eyes fill with tears at just how damn good it is.

In this position it’s easy for Aether to molest and suck on your tits, pulling at your nipples and rolling them with his fingers until they pebble. Sucking mark and mark on one side of your neck as Swiss attacks the other. Aether’s fingers go down to assault your very much swollen and very much sensitive clit and stroke your puffy folds around Swiss’s cock and it’s an interesting feeling. It tickles and god you feel so hot down there, so tender and the oversensitivity brings even more tears to your eyes.

It doesn’t take long for you to come again and you do so with a scream and yelp as Aether nips your tit before burying his face between your breasts and sighing, blissfully content in the comfort of your shaking body.

The room smells of sex and a weird kind of spice. It’s break time again before the finale, more water, more praise. Aether is rubbing against you like a cat and asks if he can have you again after Mountain and you’re not sure you have it in you. Your body is heavy, and your eyes are starting to sag. But when you turn him down, he acts so respectable about it that you can’t help but want to give him another go.

After all, Aether has been the prominent one. He’s not been shy to approach like the other ghouls. He’s helped you get around the Abbey when you first joined, answered your questions, and gave you confidence at the sermons and parties to go out of your comfort zone. So you tell him yes, and the ghoul lights up with a fanged smile and glittering eyes.

Mountain is ready, and you can understand why he was saved for last. He is very proportionate, very thick and veiny. You practically gulp at how much of a challenge it seems to have to take him but he assured you that with everything you just went though, he’s going to slide in like a key fitting into a lock. You're lifted up with his impressive strength and laid on his lap. You're in control of this because, as mentioned before, he’s big, and the best way to make sure you don’t hurt yourself is if you yourself are in charge.

You line up and sink down, and there’s a little pinch, but he’s right. It’s like a glove. The big ghoul gives a low groan at how carefully slow you take him but paws at your hips to help you lift up and down on his cock. He’s got the strength to practically use you as a doll if he wanted and he more than happily guides you into a nice and languid pace before he gets close enough to want to chase his own release and roughly starts taking more control. He gets a smack on his ear from Sunshine and gives a frustrated whimper when he tones it back down but you're more than happy to make up for him as you yourself start to speed things up.

Your thighs are burning by the time it’s over and with his pelvis making such good friction against your clit has you rolling over the edge for the eighth time that night.

At this point, you're little more than a ragdoll. Your limbs are heavy, and your breathing is labored, but you’re determined to make it nine and give Aether what you think he deserves and beckon him forward. He gives you a series of sweet kisses to your face and becomes a nice cool down for everything that has just happened.

Aether is ‘first’ and he is last. But this is a slow fuck. Long thrusts of him pulling almost entirely out and all the way back in. There’s plenty of clit stimulation, even though at this point it nearly hurts to have it touched. But when you reach down to grab his hand to hold instead he understands and leaves well enough alone, instead linking your fingers together as he gently grinds into you. It’s a very passionate fuck, very smooth and very bump and grind more that thrust. It ends with him curled over you giving you sweet kisses as you hold him to your body in a soft hug.

It’s a long night. The ghouls are more than sated, and you have been corrupted nine times over. They tend to you like a queen. They clean you up with a warm rag and keep you hydrated. They offer you sweets and cuddle you. You don’t remember when you fell asleep, likely passed out, but wake to vibrating bodies and the sweet sound of content purring in your ears.

Just like you had suspected, you were sore and groggy, but just like you had wanted, it was the most memorable night of your life.

...

So far.

…

Meanwhile, Copia wonders where just where you are and why you haven’t answered his summons. He considers Aether, and his eyes widen under the realization of what might have happened. But there's no reason for him to stand and send out a search party. He’s very confident his ghouls are taking good care of you.

For some reason though, there’s a bitter ache in his heart at the thought.

them ghouls! (x)

No because imagine Mountain either leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed… sleeves rolled

*deep breath* OR

Mountain leaning against the doorframe but his arms are above his head, him holding onto the frame making his muscles visibly show… he knows what effect it has on everyone so he tightens and relaxes his muscles just to see them get all flustered

*Im struggling over here*

I love me some Mountain smut

Fixing you

Mountain x Fem!Reader

Tags/Warning: 18+, Language, Smut, Fluff

Summary: After a long afternoon of helping Mountain in the garden, he returns the favor by helping you shower until he smells another scent on you.

Word Count: 2.1K

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A/N: Dedicated to Rachel :)

You walk slowly back through the garden from the lake where you had just been with Swiss. He had begged you relentlessly to show him how to skip rocks and who were you to deny him. For being such a good teacher, he rewarded you by fucking you against the boulder along the lake’s shore.

As you emerge from the quiet, lush foliage in the golden dusk embrace, your heartbeat still echoes in your ears like the rhythm of a plucked harp string. The afterglow of his potent touch leaves you reeling, yet the warm, satisfied sensation fills you with an exhilarating grace.

In the distance you see a large figure walking alongside an elderly Primo. As the figure turns to look at you, you blush madly. Mountain, the earth ghoul, waves to you with one hand as the other holds a large bouquet of flowers. You wave back haphazardly just as Primo turns to see you. He stretches his hand out to you, beckoning you. Changing course, you walk over and happily take his arm.

“Cara, what were you doing out there by yourself.” The old man asks.

“Oh Primo, I was teaching Swiss how to skip rocks.” You respond, and notice Mountain stiffen at the mention of the other ghoul.

"Ah," Primo mutters, glancing at the imposing figure beside him. "Surely you know that it is not safe for you to be alone with that one, no matter how skilled you are with rocks."

Mountain grumbled something under his breath, but remained mostly silent as Primo put his arm around you and guided you back to the greenhouse.

“I have been thinking, Fiore, why don’t you help Mountain out here for the rest of the day?” Primo says as he grabs his bag from the small counter.

“But what about the duties that the Cardinal gave me?” You worry.

“Don’t worry about my silly little fratello. I will tell him our Earth ghoul requested some extra help.” He turns to the tall ghoul. “Take care of her, Mountain.” He requests before leaving the building.

You both stand in silence for a moment before he sets down the bouquet of flowers and walks to you, pressing himself against your chest.

“Did he hurt you?” He asks before brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

You shake your head. “No, not that much anyways.”

You hear him growl lowly before turning away. He stalked away from you, leaving a void in your chest where his warmth had previously been. As he walks back to the garden, you follow closely behind him. He stops at an empty plot and he looks up to you.

“We need to plant some vegetables here for the winter.” He announces, voice deep. “I’ll have you watch for now.” 

You are left to watch him work, your curiosity piqued. He moves quickly, glancing back at you occasionally, and soon the soil around the plants is freshly turned and he begins planting seeds with practiced skill.

As you observe him, you realize that there is much more to this ghoul than meets the eye. Though he appears imposing and reserved, there is a gentleness in his movements that you find appealing.

For the remainder of the day, you work alongside Mountain, tending the garden and helping each other as needed. You find a strange comfort in his presence that you have never experienced with anyone else in the ministry.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm golden light over the greenhouse, you and Mountain stood side by side surveying the fruits of your labor. The once empty plot was now filled with neatly planted rows of winter vegetables, a testament to your combined efforts.

You reached out to brush a speck of dirt off his arm, he turned to look at you with eyes that seemed to hold a universe of emotions. Without a word, he took your hand in his, the touch sending shivers down your spine.

In that moment, surrounded by the quiet beauty of nature and the gentle presence of Mountain, you felt a connection deeper than anything you had ever known. It was as if fate had brought you together

“You’re filthy” He says in a whisper.

“Says the ghoul covered in soil”

“Fair point” He ponders. “Would you shower with me?”

You blush at his unexpected question but nod eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of being so close to him again. As you both make your way inside the air between you crackles with tension, each step bringing you closer to a moment of intimacy that feels both thrilling and uncertain.

Once inside, you both make your way to the Ghoul den and into Mountain’s room. It was tidy, not like Swiss or Aether’s room. You sit on his arm chair as he goes to prepare the shower. After a few minutes, he calls for you. 

The bathroom is warm and inviting, steam already rising from the running water as Mountain adjusts the temperature. You watch as he undresses, revealing the powerful muscles that lie beneath his gray earth-stained skin.

As you undress and step into the shower beside him, the hot water cascades over your bodies, mingling with the dirt and grime that clings to your skin. Mountain reaches for a bar of soap, his touch surprisingly gentle as he begins to lather it against your back.

The sensation of his hands moving over your skin sends a thrill through you, awakening desires you never knew existed. His proximity is intoxicating, each brush of his body against yours igniting a flame you’ve never felt before. 

You close your eyes, losing yourself in the sensation of his touch and the warmth of the water surrounding you. Mountain's hands move with a purposeful tenderness, washing away not just the physical dirt but also the emotional weight that had settled within you.

As the soap bubbles slip down your skin, you turn to face him, meeting his intense gaze. There is a raw vulnerability in his eyes, a silent plea for understanding that tugs at something deep inside you.

Without a word, you reach out and run your fingers over the ridges of his spine, feeling the tension melt away under your touch. The air between you crackles with unspoken longing, a magnetic pull drawing you closer together.

Slowly, he pulls you towards him, your hearts beating in sync with the rhythm of the falling water. Your lips meet in a kiss that feels like homecoming, your bodies melding together as if they had been made for this moment.

You explore each other's bodies with reverence and desire. The soap slips away, replaced by the slick intimacy of your bodies pressed together, each touch igniting a fire within you that seems to burn brighter with every passing moment.

As the kiss deepens, he trails kisses down your neck before taking a deep inhale and growling against your skin. The grip he has on your lower back tightens as you try to pull away.

“Mounty… What’s wrong?” You ask worriedly.

“You still smell like him.” He growls louder. “Why him?” 

You whimper at the harshness of his tone. “I’m sorry! I wasn’t thinking” 

“Well I’m gonna fix that.” He bites against your throat. “I’m gonna fix you.”

Your heart races as you clasp your hands around Mountain's firm shoulders, trying to both push away and pull him closer at the same time.

“Please! Mountain!” You gasp, “I promise I won’t go alone with Swiss anymore!”

He grunts, not seeming appeased by your words. His claws move lower to grip your butt and hoist you up against the shower wall.

“I’ll make sure you never smell like him or Aether ever again.” Mountain growls, his eyes blazing with a mix of possessiveness, lust, and anger. The sheer force of his gaze leaves you breathless and trembling, but also incapable of resisting him.

You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him closer as he forces his erection right at your entrance. He thrusts into you, hard and fast, his muscles flexing as he takes you roughly against the slick tiled wall. The hot water splatters against your skin, providing a sensual counterpoint to the raw, animalistic nature of the act.

You moan loudly, your head falling back as you let yourself be taken by him. Each thrust is a surge of pleasure, an electric jolt that courses through your veins. You can't help but arch your back, meeting his every move.

Mountain pounds into you, his breath ragged and hoarse. His eyes never leave yours as he continues to thrust. Your body writhes and convulses as he takes you closer and closer to your release.

The room echoes with the sounds of your bodies meeting, the water mingling with the rhythm of your cries and gasps. His teeth graze your skin as he bites down, leaving a mark that will serve as a reminder of this night. The pain is mixed with pleasure, an exquisite blend that sends your senses into overdrive. 

Your hands dig into his back, nails scratching at the surface as the need to be closer, to be one with him, takes hold. The momentum of your lovemaking shifts, Mountain lifting you higher as he continues to thrust into you. One hand holding you tight around your waist while the other arm braces against the shower wall.

You're lost in the intensity when suddenly Mountain lets out a low growl, his eyes widening before they roll back. His body tenses, and you know in that moment that he's claiming you, marking you as his own.

Your body responds instinctively, your own breath growing ragged as the sensation of him inside you seems to grow even more intense. You feel your orgasm building, a fierce heat surging through your body, and you wrap your legs tighter around him, wanting to pull him even closer.

His sweat mingles with the water, creating a scent that's uniquely his, a heady mix of earth and sweat and something indefinable that speaks to your deepest desires.

As you reach the pinnacle of your pleasure, the room seems to shimmer around you. All sound fades away, leaving only the thundering rhythm of your hearts and the echoes of your bodies crashing against one another.

A look of ecstasy overtakes Mountain's features, his eyes locked on yours, his expression raw and unguarded. He thrusts harder and faster until finally a jolt of white-hot pleasure courses through you. 

You cry out, your body arching off Mountain's, your nails digging into his skin as he continues to thrust into you.

The pressure builds within him too, and just as your orgasm crests, Mountain releases a primal growl, his body convulsing against yours. His release envelopes your every sense.

A tremble runs through your body as you feel him fill you. Your body shivers as he pulls out, the water washing away his essence, leaving only the lingering memory of the connection you've just shared.

As your breath returns to normal, your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him close. You kiss him deeply, your bodies still shaking with the aftershocks of your passion.

Slowly, you break the kiss, gazing into his eyes. His lips still parted ever so slightly, as he brushes a hand against your cheek.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks softly.

You smile up at him, “You could never hurt me.”

He smiles back at you. It's clear he's claimed you, and you feel safe and cherished in his arms.

He leads you out of the shower, wrapping you in a large towel as you step onto the cool stone floor.

As you both dry off and dress, the tension between you dissipates, replaced with a newfound sense of intimacy and understanding. Mountain hugs you close, his arms tight around your waist, and you feel a stab of something like relief and gratitude.

He leads you into his bedroom, still wrapped in his embrace, and the two of you lying down on the bed together. He pulls you close, nuzzling his face into your neck, and you can feel his heartbeat against your skin.

“I’m gonna scent you the rest of the night.” He mumbles against your skin.

“I’m gonna reek of you tomorrow though.”

Mountain chuckles softly, holding you closer. "I'll make sure that's not a problem. If anyone comes close, they'll know you're mine."

You nod against his chest, feeling comforted and content. "I like the sound of that."

A gentle kiss presses against your cheek, and he pulls back to look into your eyes. "What do you say we get some rest? We'll have plenty of time to talk when the sun rises."

You smile at him, the weight of the world seemingly lifted off your shoulders. "Sounds like a plan."

As you snuggle up to him, the warm glow of the fireplace casting a fiery hue on the room, you drift off to sleep, scented and claimed by the one who means the most to you.

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Feel The Dew

Silly little thing based on a screenshot from @hypnoneghoul

Rating: M

Pairing: Mountain/Dew

Words: 648

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Dew is standing in the kitchen in the den fiddling with the grucifix zipper on his hoodie while he scrolls TikTok. There is a tray of dirty dishes he just carried down from his room on the counter in front of him and he really is going to wash them and put them away. It’s just, phone, you know? There are a few clips from their last tour circulating with various ridiculous captions and a surprising amount of edits. The thirsty ones are silly and most often way off the mark, but there are also several videos of people talking (and crying) about how their music and the rituals they perform are helping people. Papa and the ghouls are helping humans accept themselves and get through hard shit to have better lives. A guy with red teary eyes and a huge smile nestled in a thick beautiful beard tells the camera that when he feels low and needs to remember the beauty in the world he watches a clip of Dewdrop’s Respite On The Spitafields solo and it never ceases to make him cry with happiness. Dew quickly double taps the screen and comments three black hearts as the left corner of his mouth tugs upward and he can feel Lucifer’s approval in the warmth that floods his bones.

He cocks his hip and glances at the dishes before going back to his scrolling. He has his VPN set to Poland today and the ads have been something else. A new one fills his screen and he giggles as he takes a screenshot. He doesn’t particularly like the drink Mountain Dew but it is one of his absolute favourite brand names and the ads have been giving him endless joy. Siblings and ghouls alike will send him a picture anytime they see a bottle somewhere, and Phantom has been making him custom memes. Dew swipes over to his text conversation with Mountain and snickers as he sends him the screenshot. The big guy is gonna love this one. Mountain may seem like a mature and serious ghoul, but he is just as much of a little shit as Dew is.

Dew is dragging his tongue over a fang, letting the sharp tip of it catch right in the middle of the slit of the fork as he scrolls through the endless Mountain Dew memes in their chat. He barely manages to avoid biting himself as a huge hand wraps around his throat and another palms his entire crotch as he is pulled flush against a warm, soft body. Electricity dances down his spine and makes his gut clench as Mountain’s hot breath tickles his ear.

“Hmm, you want me to feel you, boy?”

Mountain strokes his thumb down the length of Dew’s neck, feeling his pulse increase with each stroke. He flexes slightly so the claw digs into soft flesh, dimpling the skin just so. Dew swallows thickly against Mountain’s palm only for the hand to squeeze a tiny bit tighter. 

Mountain curls his fingers towards Dew’s taint, cupping his rapidly hardening dick and balls through his soft lounge trousers. He rolls the balls between his fingers, feeling them move under the skin.

Dew’s lifts his tail and snakes it around Mountain’s middle. Mountain’s own tail comes up to coil around it and keep it in place as he shifts a thick thigh between Dew’s legs. 

“You want me to touch you? Feel you all over? Grope you a little in the kitchen for anyone to see?”

Dew whines and tries to simultaneously push into the hands wrapped around his throat and his genitals, while grinding his ass back and down on Mountain’s thigh. He gets a throaty chuckle and a wet tongue flicking his ear lobe in return.

“Yeah, you want your big, strong boyfriend to feel you up a little. Feel the Dew. Isn’t that cute?”

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