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hey so like
hi, you. yeah im talking to you. You like my stuff from time to time and reblog once and a while, and I always recognize you in my notes. we’ve never talked, maybe you dont like to say much or you’re nervous or something. it’s okay, whatever it is.
I see you. you mean a lot to me. sometimes when I’m having a hard day, I’ll notice your name once again in my notifs and it makes me smile. im not kidding.
I don’t care if you’re a “ghost” follower or you send me asks all the time. i see you and I love you so much, genuinely and truly. you are really important to me.
thank you. thank you for being there. <3
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Omega's horns being just a little bigger than Aether's when they clack horns playfully like sparring deer. His hands being just a little bigger when he guides his fingers into the right place on the guitar for the first time. Him looming just a little taller over the other quint when they bump each other in the corridor on accident. The sexual tension of a big, beefy man being still overtaken in all these subtle little ways by an even more massive Ghoul.
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Pls tell us about the SwissDew scenario *kicking my feet twirling my hair*
Alright, but fair warning: it plays heavily with dubious consent bordering on cnc and quintosis-as-a-roofie. If that's not your thing, please scroll on by! (Not a fic or ficlet, just rambling.)
Under the cut for your decision. Also it's Dewther masquerading as Swissdew, sorry for the false advertising.
It's not much right now. It's told from Aether's point of view as he receives odd and blurry pictures of Dew on tour from an """"unknown"""" number (swiss bought a burner). These pictures get more and more close up, like his stalker is getting ready to strike. Dew backstage, tying his hair up for his helmet. Dew with his duffle bag standing outside the hotel and texting. A video taken from behind, lingering long and lewd over his body as the camera is angled into his dressing room. A hand, reaching out to touch his hair but misses as Dew meanders away. This goes on for at least a week and Aether is so disgusted at how into it he is but...that's the whole point.
It culminates at an after-party where the picture he receives is of a tiny little pill (looks suspiciously like a tictac) in a broad palm hovering over an open drink.
He gets a video next. Dew slurring and trying to walk up the stairs as his "helper" films. He can't remember what room he's in. He can't find his key card. His friend touches his hair and Dew can't keep his eyes focused with each loving pass through those blonde locks.
He can't get his clothes off. His limbs are too weak. All he can do is lay there, eyes struggling to stay open as the camera focuses on his face and the fingers forcing their way into his mouth.
There are a couple more videos after that. Aether's favorite is the one where Dew is pleading Aether's name, begging him for help as he cums all over himself, Swiss' hoarse laugh echoing in the background.
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𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆!
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it's that time of year once again, for the annual mushy may month of prompts! you'll see some repeats from last year, as well as many new ideas to choose from. any ghost artist/writer is welcome to participate in any capacity, as much or as little as you'd like!
this year, there is one prompt per day. additionally, there is a 'bonus prompts' list that you may use to "swap out" if you don't like the prompt for a given day.
happy creating, and don't forget to tag me so i can see ♥
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cuteness aggression
late night snacks
massage
wound tending/first aid
animals
"you're blushing"
telling stupid jokes
sex turning into making love
warming them up
quiet nights
papa time (a day to get your favorite papa(s) in on the love!)
first time
"just wanted to hear your voice"
silly baby talk
painting on each other
cooking a special recipe
funny t-shirts
holding hands
confessions
gardening
can't stop laughing
long drives
morning coffee cuddles
acts of friendship
sharing a secret comfort item (i.e. a blanket, a pendant)
"you smell nice"
backstage shenanigans
collecting objects (i.e. rocks, seashells, location magnets)
girls night
by candlelight
looking at/taking pictures
BONUS PROMPS
vacations
gift giving
hide and seek
doing each others' makeup
long distance
coffee shop au
reminiscing
first kiss
jam session (ghost songs or not)
"shut up i'm taking care of you"
special thanks to @wrathofrats @chewbrry @miasmaghoul @coffeeghoulie @divine-misfortune and others for sending me prompts this year ♡
#there’s three finished fics in my drafts rn#I am so unbelievably excited for this thank you for putting this together again <3
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this morning i went "oh it's my one day off this week, i'm going to play one ingame day in stardew valley and then work on mushy may"
yeah that worked out lmao
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reblog to give somebody a fucking hug because we are all struggling to get through it. solidarity in this tough ass world.
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i’m just gonna leave this here.
video by ghoulf4ngz
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u need to know this, the way u draw ghoul kits awakens something maternal in me THEIR JUST SO ADORABLE i want to gently hold one sooo bad
oh??? you mean....
THESE????
in all seriousness tho, tysm ^^ drawing the kits is such a nice break from getting all frustrated with drawing big ghouls (horns are my arch enemy honestly)
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do you have a design for phantom/aeon???????? happy your back btw we luv youuuuuuuuuuuu <3
uhhhhhmm.... I hope this is acceptable? It's my first crack at him but here he be!
I've been much better! I hope that shows in my art too haha.
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wanted to write something soft, so have some mountain/aeon/aether
Mountain wakes abruptly as the mattress shifts, blinking in confusion. His bedroom's still dark, silvery moonlight peeking through the slits between the curtains. He normally sleeps through the night without fail, and he takes a moment to come back to his body before he can realize what woke him up.
He reaches for Aether, having gone to bed with the quintessence ghoul, and recoils as he nearly punches a third body trying to worm its way in between them.
"Shit," Aeon hisses, freezing in place, their cheeks flushing as they realize they've been caught. "Sorry, Mount, didn't wanna wake you."
"Shh, Aether's still asleep," Mountain whispers, grabbing Aeon's wrist gently and pulling them to his chest. The breath leaves the little ghoul's lungs with a huff, burying their face in Mountain's chest. "What did you need, petunia?"
Aeon flushes, nuzzling into Mountain's chest hair. "Didn't wanna be alone," they whisper. "Don't wanna make you seem like the last choice, but I could hear Swiss and Aurora from my room, they're busy and I wasn't in the mood to interrupt that. The rest of the girls had their door locked, and it's the full moon, so Dew and Rain are out by the lake, so I came here."
"You're always welcome here, Aeon," Mountain hums, a low rumbling purr that buzzes through Aeon's body. Aeon chuffs in response, squirming closer and wrapping his arms around Mountain's waist, tail padding against the mattress as they wag it.
Behind them, Aether shifts, ear flicking as Aeon chuffs. He cracks a violet eye open, not surprised to find Aeon in his bed. He chuffs back sleepily, pressing his forehead to the cool skin on the back of Aeon's neck. "Morning, pup," Aether rumbles, groaning as he shifts and stretches. "Or night, still. You come to sleep with us?"
Aeon cranes their neck to look over their shoulder, mismatched eyes shining in the low light. "Yeah," they whisper, dropping eye contact. "Sorry for waking you up."
"Oh, pup," Aether says, sidling up so his broad chest is flush with Aeon's back. "Don't apologize. We've got you."
Aeon keens, shifting between the older ghouls. "Like bein' in your bed," they mumble, face buried in Mountain's warm chest. "Safe."
Aether chuckles as Mountain runs a hand up and down Aeon's spine. "Safe, huh?" Aether whispers, still nuzzling at the short hair on the back of their neck.
"Yeah." Aeon yawns, shivering as Aether noses at their hair. "You're the biggest ghouls in the pack, 'course I feel safe. S'nice."
Mountain and Aether share a look over Aeon's shoulder, hold them a little tighter. Mountain winds his tail around Aeon's, and Aether slings an arm over their hip, reaching over and holding on to the hem of Mountain's sleep pants. They both know, tentatively, what Aeon's pack situation, or lack thereof, was before they were summoned Up Top.
"We're honored, petunia," Mountain whispers, pressing a kiss right in between their two-toned horns, moving a hand to push their black and white hair off of their forehead. "I know it takes some getting used to adjusting to a new pack. I'm thankful you trust us enough that you feel safe coming into our bed."
"Seconded," Aether whispers, chuffing as he settles back down into the mattress, holding Mountain close and Aeon even closer. He winds his tail around Mountain and Aeon's, hooking a leg over theirs as he tries to get his packmates as close as he can.
Aeon yawns again, fangs glinting in the moonlight. Their ears twitch, responding to Aether's chuffs with one of their own. It's comforting, the affectionate noises that other quintessence ghouls make instead of purrs, that they haven't heard since long, long before they came Up Top. The warmth of being sandwiched between two large ghouls makes their brain fuzzy and content, and Aeon chuffs into Mountain's chest, tail trying to wag even as the others' are entwined with it.
"Go to sleep, pup," Aether whispers, pressing a kiss to the base of Aeon's skull. "We've got you."
Aeon nods, settling with a huff of breath in between them. Mountain runs a big hand through their hair as Aether rubs little circles with his thumb over the soft skin of their hip.
Once their breathing settles, eyes gently shut, Mountain looks to Aether. "I'm glad they came to us, nova," he whispers, voice not much more than a low rumble. Aeon snuffles in their sleep, pressing their face closer to him.
Aether nods in agreement, not stilling the movement of his hand. "They're gaining weight. Not all skin and bones anymore."
Mountain preens slightly, rubbing his cheek against Aeon's horn gently. "I'm just happy they're eating. Recovering. That they're not alone."
"Me too," Aether agrees. "They shouldn't have ever been alone, quintessence ghouls don't do well on their own, even if our packs are significantly smaller than most other ghouls'. Father Below, even this pack is larger than my old quintessence pack. It was a culture shock for me. I can hardly imagine how they're handling it."
"Well," Mountain breathes, staring fondly down at their newest quintessence ghoul. "They're handling it well."
"I'm so proud of them," Aether whispers, watching with a fond smile as Aeon's ear flicks, the piercings there clicking against each other like little bells. He can't help himself, trailing a finger up the shell of Aeon's pointed ear.
"Me too, nova," Mountain breathes, reaching down to the foot of the bed for the comforter they've kicked off in the middle of the night. He throws it over the three of them, cocooning them in warmth.
"Good night, sweet thing," Aether whispers, settling down and holding his ghouls close.
"Good night, nova," Mountain says, shutting his eyes, slipping back into sleep contently, like he had never woken up to begin with.
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Mushy May 2023
better late than never; all of my work from last year's mushy may, now on AO3 (backdated to may of last year)!
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Sometimes I wonder how many trans people are in the fandom and I want to know. Reblog for bigger sample size please.
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NEVER MIND THERES LIGHTNING
it's raining really hard where i'm at and there's a little voice in the back of my mind telling me to go run out in the rain
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it's raining really hard where i'm at and there's a little voice in the back of my mind telling me to go run out in the rain
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The Coming of My Ruin
Fandom: Ghost
Rating: Explicit
Pairing(s): Dew/Swiss.
Featuring: Near Death Experiences; the first snowfall of the season; Dewdrop being a little shit; No one knowing how to talk about their feelings productively; Harmful perfectionism; A lot of Angst; A tiny bit of smut.
All Dew wants is to go in for a walk in the woods. The weather has other plans.
He shoves his hand into the snow in an attempt to speed up the process of dying. He brings a handful of it close to his face. He looks at the crystalline structure of each snowflake. It sort of makes sense that something this pretty is going to be the literal death of him. He has only ever wrought destruction to beautiful things—it’s fitting that they would get their payback eventually.
Read it on AO3
#I haven’t read this in months I forgot how much I loved this one#the hurt/comfort in this hits so unbelievably good#fic rec
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