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justaduckarts · 11 months

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Beneath The Mask

Hey remember Lunar Phantom?

Me too! :D

Nothing sent chills through you like the way Moon played the piano. The way he struck the keys reminded you of a lion pouncing on a helpless gazelle. He was so furious and anguished.

When his song came to a close, he rested his hands in his lap. The red light over the keys vanished as his eyes shut. The fans within his mechanical body whirred at a fever pitch, cooling his innerworkings.

Turning to you, he smiled.

"You're shaking," he frowned.

"Am I?" You rubbed at your arms, attempting to soothe the goosebumps.

"Are you frightened?" His red eyes flickered.

"No," you shook your head, "it's not that at all. Your music it just..." How could you explain it?

"It makes me feel as though every fibre of my being has been charged." You shifted, setting your hands on the keys. "Like my soul is desperately trying to break free and join the song."

When you looked back at Moon, his eyes were glowing brighter than you'd ever seen. His fans' whirring persisted.

"No one... has ever said something so beautiful to me," he gently reached out, brushing his fingers over your cheek.

"Our shining star." Moon smiled.

Was it hot in here or was it just you? You smiled back at him, feeling a little flustered.

"I'm glad you think so. Honestly, I felt like it was kinda corny..."

"It was honest. And that's what made it beautiful." Moon gently tapped the tip of your nose. "As much as I delight in your company, I'm afraid you need to go."

"But I've only been here for a few minutes," you frowned, "do I have to?"

You missed the way his legs bounced. The subtle shift of his posture as he looked at you. You wanted to stay. You wanted to be there. Nothing could have made him happier.

"I'm afraid so. Fear not, my shining star. We'll see one another again soon." Moon rose from the bench, offering you his hand. When you took it, his smile seemed to stretch. A cool blue thumb ran over your knuckles.

Things seemed so lovely for that moment. The way the candelight danced across the piano. He looked down at you and you felt yourself rising to follow him without any prompting.

"Moon..." You said quietly. "Could I ask-

And that was when the lights turned on. Several things happened all at once. The brightness of the basement lights stung your eyes, forcing you to shut them. Moon shrieked, pulling the cloak around his shoulders over his head and shrinking in on himself. The sound of mechanical parts shifting and fans whirring hit your ears. Colorful spots filled your vision and you tried to blink them away.

"What on earth are you doing down here?" Carlos' voice cut through the confusion. Your sight finally cleared enough for you to spot him. He stood at the bottom of the steps, looking around at all the candles that were lit.

"...What is going on?" He crossed his arms, eyeing you with newfound suspicion.

"Uh. Well..." You looked around for Moon, anxious. He'd told you before his presence in the theatre was a secret. You didn't want to rat him out, for sure.

Slender yellow fingers settled on your shoulder. Sun's cheerful tenor filled the room.

"Carlos! How nice of you to drop in. Forgive us, we were doing a little practicing." Sun's fingers drummed your shoulder lightly as he pulled you a little closer. You glanced up at him, mystified.

Moon was nowhere to be seen.

"You were practicing. In the dark?"

"Trying to set the mood," Sun shrugged, "we're actors!"

"...Right," Carlos nodded, seeming unconvinced. "I came to have a look at that hand of yours."

"This one?" Sun took his hand off your shoulder, extending it to the technician with a smile. Every finger wiggled in succession, showing off the articulation of each joint.

"That's the one." Carlos reached for it. Sun's fingers twitched as the technician grasped his hand and turned it over. Frowning, Carlos examined the palm and wrist.

"...Has it glitched anymore?" He glanced up at the animatronic.

"No sir!" Sun's rays did a rotation around his face. "Not at all."

"Hmm... Alright." Carlos sighed. "I'll let it go. But you better tell me if it happens again. The theatre has a lot hinging on this play, we can't afford any screw ups."

"I understand. Have a goodnight!" Sun pulled his hand back, waving warmly.

"Mhm. Are you coming?" Carlos glanced at you. You hesitated, looking at Sun. The solar animatronic's head tilted curiously.

"Not yet," you looked back to Carlos. "I'm going to rehearse a bit more."

Carlos looked between the two of you. He hesitated a moment before nodding.

"Alright... Goodnight, you two." The stairs creaked as he made his way back up to the main floor of the theatre.

And then he was gone.

For a brief moment, the basement was silent. In the light, you could see the shelves and shelves of animatronic parts. Boxes of wires and bolts. Casings and heads of former mechanical actors lined up and covered in dust.

A shadow fell over you. Turning, you took in Sun's wide smile and blank eyes.

"...You're him, right?" You couldn't get your voice to go higher than a whisper. Sun's hands twitched.

"Who, darling? Be specific."

"Moon."

Sun's fans whirred louder. His rays retracted and extended. Once. Twice. Thrice. Then he laughed. The animatronic shook his head.

"For just a moment, I hoped..." Sun sighed. "I am not Moon, no. But..." Sun stared you down, smile vanishing.

"We are of the same body. One made for the day. One made for the night. You understand?"

"Like Jekyll and Hyde-

"We would prefer you didn't use that example," Sun's eyes narrowed, "but in essence... yes." He moved closer to you, invading your space.

"We were hoping to tell you when the time was right," Sun shook his head, "but no matter."

"...So he could see me on stage all that time because... he was right there." You looked away from Sun, brows knit. A tidal wave of emotions crashed around in your chest.

This was... hard to process at the very least. Watching you all that time. Sneaking into your dressing room. Possibly lying to you? Was it lying? You weren't sure.

"Well, yes... We were so moved by your voice."

Your eyes drifted over to the piano.

"Why isn't Moon allowed to perform anymore?" You looked back at Sun. "Why-

"Don't you think you've learned enough secrets for one night?" Sun turned and made his way back to the piano. You followed.

When you joined his side on the bench, a surge of excitement rushed through the two of them.

"Did the two of you write the song together?" You watched his fingers settle on the keys.

"Of course. We compose everything together." Sun hummed, glancing your way. "...Including the lyrics."

"Lyrics?" Your heart skipped. "There are words to this song?"

"There will be." Sun nodded, "and we want you to sing them."

"Me?"

"That's right, shining star." Sun tapped on a few keys, warming up. "We'll teach you the song, if you like."

There was a weight to the silence. You felt the urge to say 'yes', but you also recognized that there was something just... not quite right about the whole situation.

What exactly had gone on that Moon would be banished from the theatre, but never properly shut down like the other animatronics in the basement?

Why hadn't Sun and Moon told you the truth right away?

And why did it feel like saying yes to singing their song implied so much more than just singing?

Your head spun.

The silence went on a beat too long for Sun and Moon's taste.

"If you don't want to-

"I'll do it," you nodded, looking up at him. "I'll sing for you."

Sun's rays spun around his face at top speed. His eyes lit up.

"Oh, perfect! That's so so so perfect!" He clapped for a moment. "We just know your performance will shake the audience to their very souls." He turned a page in the small music book before spreading his fingers over the piano keys.

"Listen close, shining star..."

The roar of the piano filled the basement.

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#justaduckarts #lunar phantom #fnaf sun and moon

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five-rivers · 1 month

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Insect

For Dannymay 2024 Day 1

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Danny flinched as wings brushed the edge of his vision. Ever since he'd been transformed by moonlight, magic, and Clockwork's blood, wings bothered him.

Insect wings, because the fae he'd met - including Clockwork and his new ‘siblings’ - favored them. Bird wings, because many birds preyed on small, moth-like creatures.

The reflex was useful when Danny was a small moth-like creature, but did it need to affect his human side?

To Danny's relief, the wings he'd spotted this time belonged to a perfectly ordinary butterfly. He relaxed.

Too soon.

“You afraid of bugs, Fentina?”

Danny sighed. He never got a break.

#lunar moth fae au #danny phantom #phic #dannymay #dannymay 2024

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town-month-system · 2 months

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#amanda seyfried #i sell newds #executive dysfunction #defund the police #friends #merlin #heathers the musical #ziam #phantom of the opera #cindy landolt #iasip #lunar eclipse

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justaduckarts · 1 year

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Extra Practice

Hahaha this has existed in my drafts for so long :) Anyway, you want some more Lunar Phantom? You can have some more Lunar Phantom, as a little treat <3

Sun Centric, 1.6k words <3

Early morning. The theatre was quiet. Sun had just finished mopping backstage. He turned to roll the mop bucket back to the cleaning closet. The morning had only just begun, and he was looking forward to having some time to practice his own music before the troupe started arriving.

All of his ease was shattered when the door to the backstage opened. Of course someone would come in early to practice. Just what he needed after Moon's behavior all night. He'd been so weird and avoidant. Sun could tell he was up to something, but what?

As Sun turned to the door to warn the new arrival of the wet floor, he froze.

You.

You were standing in the doorway, looking at Sun with wide eyes.

"Hi," you said quietly.

"...Hello," Sun couldn't stop himself. He smiled at you. "I'm afraid the floor is wet right now. I just mopped."

"They make you clean, too?"

Warm laughter bubbled out of the whimsically designed animatronic. And oh, the laugh. So hearty and free. His eyes shined bright and he shook his head. The rays around his face began to spin.

"It's my job to make sure tge theater is in tip top shape, yes," he chuckled, "I thank you for your concern, but I'm not bothered by it! Really."

Sun could see the skepticism in your eyes, but you relented all the same.

"Well, alright. It's nice to finally meet you, anyway." You offered him your name. He nodded eagerly.

"Yes, the shining star of the show! I understand, you've been busy busy busy as a bee with rehearsals." He clasped his hands together and gave an Oscar worthy sigh.

"And goodness, the rehearsals! Your voice is like a dream," he grinned at you. Your face suddenly felt warm.

"Oh. Thank you," you smiled, "um... could I know your name?" The use of the words shining star wasn't lost on you. Was it possible the pianist here knew Moon?

"Where are my manners? I'm Sun! A pleasure." He pressed a hand to his chest and dipped into a bow. You couldn't help but grin at his antics. It was like he was made for the stage.

"Sun," you nodded, "well, I was coming in to practice, but if the floor is wet..."

"Ah," Sun nodded, "the floor should be dry in just a few minutes, if you don't mind waiting. I'm sure I can hold your attention." He did a little twirl, as if showing himself off. His rays picked up pace when he heard your laugh.

"That sounds lovely," you leaned in the doorway, crossing your arms. "You're a great pianist, by the way. I don't think I've ever seen you turn the pages for your sheet music."

"My, my, attractive and observant!" Sun put his hands on his hips, "I may have met my match! No, I don't need the sheet music. It's just there for show. Although I will read a piece the first time to memorize it, usually I prefer to play by ear." He hummed, "well, by auditory processor."

"That's amazing."

Sun bounced, watching your smile brighten. The way your eyes shone under the stage lights. He wondered if you knew just how stunning you were.

"Well!" Sun laughed, rubbing the back of his head, "thank you! What kind of musician would I be if I couldn't play well enough for our shining star?"

Once again, you felt your face growing warm. You looked off to the side, nodding absently.

"You're doing a great job," you fidgeted, smiling more to yourself.

"I think the floor's dry enough now," Sun strolled back over to the piano. You couldn't help but notice how long his legs were. They were clothed in fitted red trousers. Brilliant gold pinstripes would occasionally catch the light as he moved. He was so tall. It was easy to imagine him dancing, with such long, graceful limbs.

Without really thinking about it, you were following him. When he sat at the piano and poise his fingers over the keys, you felt your heart skip.

For the briefest moment, you were in the dark again. Watching Moon's fingers glide over the keys. Listening to a melody composed from his deepest agonies.

Sun looked back up at you, smiling. He had set of mismatched eyes, one brilliant blue and one gleaming gold. There was an artistic curl at the top of his right eye, something that added a bit of flair to his design. Delicate swirls set into his round and rosy cheeks.

"Was there something you wanted?" He turned to better face you, crossing his legs as he relaxed on the piano bench. As his legs moved, the pinstripes on his trousers once again caught the light.

"Sorry," you looked off to the side. What had gotten into you? You cleared your throat.

"Oh no, I'm not offended," Sun propped his chin in his hand. "I like the attention." Was it hot in here? You laughed a little.

"Right, well... I should start practicing. Would you..." You looked at him.

"I would love to play for you," Sun nodded, "what would you have me play, shining star?"

"How Lovely The Night?" You started for the center of the stage. You were going to get this part down if it killed you.

"As you wish," Sun nodded, turning back to the keys. His fingers poised to play.

"3... 2... " The melody played in.

How lovely, the night...

When our eyes meet at last.

How lovely, the night.

When your hand touches mine.

You didn't need Dave. You could picture each move and turn on your own. The piano's music washed over you and you followed willingly.

How lovely, the night.

When the moon caresses my skin.

How lovely, the night.

When I am with you again.

There's the twirl. Now it's one, two, three, and-

And you mis-stepped again. The mistake was so jarring this time that you actually stumbled over yourself. Your rear hit the hardwood and you groaned. The piano stopped abruptly.

"Are you alright?" Sun rose from the bench, looking at you with concern.

"Nothing's wounded but my pride," you groaned, burying your face in your hand. Sun hesitated, hands fidgeting.

Could he?

"...If you like," he said slowly, "I'm familiar with the choreography. I could walk you through the steps? Having a partner might help." His earlier confidence seemed to wane as he offered himself to you.

Why would ever want-

"That would be nice, actually," you smiled up at him.

"Oh." Sun blinked. The soft whirr of fans filled the silence.

"Oh! Great! ...Great!" He laughed, bending and offering you a hand. When you took it, he pulled you to your feet. His other hand settled on the small of your back, steadying you.

Furious blush spread across your face. Sun grinned, releasing you just as quickly.

"Well, I can't play and dance at the same time," Sun mused, "can you perform without accompaniment?"

"I think I can manage," you nodded.

"Alright. 3... 2..." Sun took up the place that Dave was meant to stand. You returned to your spot on the stage. His warm voice filled the stage, humming the melody he would usually be playing.

How lovely, the night...

When our eyes meet at last.

How lovely, the night.

When your hand touches mine.

You met Sun in the middle of the stage. He took up your hands, smiling down at you. You looked up into his eyes. In this moment, you were supposed to be in love with him.

With Dave, it was always tricky to keep that in mind. But looking up at Sun, you felt a flutter in your stomach.

How lovely, the night.

When the moon caresses my skin.

How lovely, the night.

When I am with you again.

Sun had no trouble leading you, despite the height difference. He twirled you with ease. You were so lost in him, you almost forgot this was just a rehearsal.

Take me in your arms,

Promise to be true.

Guard me from the day,

I give my all to you.

One, two, three...

You did it.

You did it!

Sun led you through the whole song. It was when the song was coming to its finish that you nearly stumbled.

How could you forget?

The scene ends with a kiss.

As Sun's gentle humming came to an end, he bent. His large thumb and finger gripping your chin lightly as he closed in. Eyes half-lidded.

His other hand kept yours, and you squeezed. For the first time in years, you were frozen. You looked up at Sun, lips parted in quiet anticipation.

When the solar animatronic's lips were a breath away from yours, he halted.

"...I think we can stop there," he released your face, straightening back up. Your heart was pounding, mind running wild.

You'd completely forgotten where you were and what you were meant to be doing for a moment.

"R-Right..." You nodded, swallowing your nerves. "Thank you for helping me practice."

Sun nodded, grinning down at you.

"The rest of the troupe won't be here for a while," he hummed, "...would you like to run through the song a few more times?" He grinned at you.

Already, you felt your heart pounding. But you couldn't bring yourself to say 'no'. You wanted to practice. And Sun was a great partner.

Your poor heart threatened to give out from all the excitement.

All the same, you smiled up at him.

"I'd love to," you nodded. Sun's rays resumed their merry spinning.

"Perfect."

Part One

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Part Three (Previous)

Next Part

#justaduckarts #lunar phantom #sun x reader #the fluff

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bluemoon1331 · 23 days

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Hello, hello! Welcome to my main blog, where the DCA fascination consumes! My alt blog is @sharetheartman, go check it out if you wanna see the amazing art this community has to offer! Below is a list of my AUs that run wild both here and in my head, lmao. I hope you find something you enjoy!

Finished Works:

One Lost Star- You are a bit of a hermit, living solo off the land since the death of your grandfather. Until you draw certain godly attention, that is.

Scarlet Masquerade- The sole heir to your kingdom, you find yourself caught in the tangled web of the automaton emperor's plans. However, things are about to go from bad to worse when you catch the interest of the deadly automaton assassin sent to end you.

Dancing In Orbit- The lunar vampire is the last of his kind, a deadly plague on the Earth that refuses to yield despite the uncountable years that have passed since the last of his kin and kind died off. You, running from your intertwined past, seek to finally put an end to that, with some help from friends old and new.

Never Play Cat and Mouse With Vampires- Living alone is a necessity, your skills in hunting, magic, and evasion giving you all you need for contentment, or so you tell yourself. In your newest home you, unfortunately, find that your capabilities only draw the infatuation of three local creatures that are intent to finally capture you and make you theirs. Annoyingly, they may just get that chance. (Spice warning)

One-shots:

Party Crashing 101- A piece inspired by the mafia episode from Helluva Boss. Badass, protective reader ftw XD

Blooming In Adversity- You and the princesses were great friends in your youth, until you had to move away. Years later, you return, your friendship blooming anew. However, dark plots turn in the background, and it may be up to just you to save them.

Phantom Tide- You are a siren, crushed under betrayal. Sun and Moon are brothers recovering from the throes of grief. Perhaps you may be just what each other need.

WIPs:

Cosmic Journeys- Trapped in the depths of depression, you seek an unfortunate out. The nearby land owner won't let that happen, though. Thus begins a journey of self-worth and finding hope in a world of madness and compassion, monsters, saints, and everything in between.

Burning Stars- You run your farm alone on a world teeming with aliens and humans, content with your animal family and helpful community, even if you keep the latter at arm's lengths. Until your peace is interrupted by a certain intergalactic bounty hunter, anyway.

Rosewood's Serenade- The eldest child of your kingdom, you have trained since birth to be all your home needs and more, intent to take the throne when the time comes, marriage or no. However, your parents harbor a secret, a deal struck when disaster threatened to destroy all they hold dear, and you soon find yourself meeting a most intriguing being...

Come and Go- A Megamind-inspired AU with Sun as Metroman, Moon as Megamind, and Eclipse as Titan, while you are a delivery driver caught in the middle.

Demonic- The saying of Hell is empty for all the demons are here has never been more apt. Caught smack dab in the middle of the infamous Hell-Day event, you come out with an unexpected passenger woven into your soul. Now, you secretly fight to preserve the fragile balance between mortals and the demons trapped on Earth, all while contending with the fact your new neighbors are the very ones responsible for sealing the gates, the infamous Celestial Graces. They also happen to be the mortal enemies of the one currently living in you. Fun times all around, especially with devil himself on your heels, seeking to reclaim what he lost.

Unusual- An oceanographer, there is no place you'd rather be than scouring the depths of the seven seas, studying its plant life and creatures, in particular the infamous mers, beings most of your co-workers are quite wary of. They don't seem to mind you too much, though, a fact you try not to put stock in until an encounter on the beach near your house flips your entire world upside down. Strings of fate and a battle to rule the oceans with you as the key? Ridiculous. Right?

Unnamed AUs floating around:

Lich King AU- With the three realms in shambles, cut off from each other, it is up to the most powerful warriors of Earth to fend off the lich king and his Elite army, including his own brothers. You, whom offers them a secret safe haven and relaxation when they need it, cannot deny your love for Sun and Moon, nor they you, but with Eclipse hounding for any weakness he can use against his kin, is the danger really worth it? You find the answer may be coming sooner than you would like when the two go missing after a fight.

Spirited Away AU- You have moved to a more remote region in hopes of forgetting a troubled family life. Content to spend your time among the lush jungles of the land, you inadvertently stumble upon an obviously long-forgotten temple. Curiosity eats at you, and you cannot help get closer, initially unaware of the myriad of eyes watching you, until you spot...an icy blue leopard? It's a good thing you helped those snakes and that spider on your way here.

Harem AU- You are a villainess, a job you quite revel in, bringing chaos to the masses alongside the clan of vampire brothers you have wrapped around your pretty, deadly little fingers. The centuries come and go with you weaving stories of heroes and villains at your leisure, spending the rest doting and being doted on by your suitors. Unfortunately, things take a turn when someone invades your world, offering a weapon to your latest hero that may actually be a problem for you. Just where in the hell are your fellow Storytellers? What is happening?

Mature Works (Minors Not Recommended):

Familiar Constellations- The vampires get a bit quirky about you, especially when you egg them on. Mature. Very, very mature. Good gods they are rough, but you love it. After all, you can get a bit rough with them, too.

Along the Akesh- Blessed with visions since your youth, you were taken and raised by the temple, becoming one of the highest-ranked priests, second to only the grand heijut himself. With an awe-inspiring festival and ritual that happens only once every five centuries under way, you are eager to meet the moon god, one of the many you have had the pleasure of conversing with throughout your prayers and oracles, in person. Things take an unexpected turn, however, when the temple must pay recompense for an accidental screw up with a gift left by an old friend. You are about to learn just how intrigued you and the moon god truly are with each other.

Bleeding Feathers- You weren't supposed to go into the exclusionary zone, but that's never been a problem for you before. This time, however, you might just get more than you bargained for. Fan piece for @deceptiveshadow's harpy au! (Not TSAMS)

Color Theory- Moving back to your late grandma's cabin, you pray for things to finally settle down. Unfortunately, her myriad of secrets seek to come back and haunt you, but hey, it might not be all bad this time. You could use the comfort of an old friend. Another fic inspired by @deceptiveshadow! Their god Blood Moon this time. (Not TSAMS)

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#phantom of the opera #new england patriots #love yourself #entrepreneurship #iasip #body modification #lunar eclipse #melayu sedap #digital illustration #Little Witch Academia #wigetta #five hargreeves #submisive sissy #animal friends

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bloodfin · 6 months

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✭・.・✫

Rain Ghoul x Dewdrop Ghoul x Phantom Ghoul (plus some background polyghouls)

Rated: E for Explicit, 18+ only

Word Count: 4.347

Summary: Dew spills some wine on Rain's pretty moonrise outfit; shenanigans ensue

Pronoun tags for this fic: She/Her Rain, He/Him Dewdrop, He/They Phantom (everyone has a dick today)

Warnings: pre-existing relationships (and therefore pre-existing kink negotiations), ma'am kink, mommy kink, alcohol consumption, blood kink/drinking, spitting, aether is always a little stressed (and gets called daddy once), handjob, blowjob, anal fingering, spit as lube, anal sex, dumbification, come play, come eating, there is so much come, praise kink, knotting, breeding kink (very mild and only if you squint but just in case), horribly unreliable narrator, no beta we die like nihil; as is typical of my writing sensitive kink (mommy in this case) has been italicized and bolded for easy skipping - i know this isn't a kink for everyone, please keep yourself safe

Author’s Note: as always please mind the tags and don't read if anything squicks you out! i fear my brainrot is now terminal and i am making that everyone else's problem (sorry). if i missed a tag in the warnings or you think i should add something please let me know - i try and be thorough! enjoy, share what you can, and be well ~

additional disclaimer: this is about literal demons straight from hell and has absolutely nothing to do with the actual band members of Ghost, unless someone dyed themselves blue or gold and we all missed it

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Vernal equinox had passed, but the ghouls were still in celebration mode, the walls of the den overflowing with small paper flowers. The pink moon was due to rise - the first full moon of spring always cause for extra celebration. It was welcomed around the abbey by all members for ushering in growth and change, solidifying partnerships of all sorts.

Phantom, Aurora, and Dew decorated while Sunshine and Cirrus cooked, the den slowly filling with the warm smell of freshly baked bread. Mountain and Aether were arranging the plants to best receive the moon's energy, while Swiss and Cumulus worked on setting up a large nest in the center of the den.

The only one absent from the preparations was Rain, but her packmates were certain that she would come by when she was ready if she felt so called. Every moonrise was different, but this moon in particular had a strong effect on her. Sometimes the pull was so intense she would spend the evening at the bottom of the lake worshiping in her own way, or she would slink away with the other water ghouls of the abbey.

Today, however, she wanted to play with her pack, painting her face with a gentle pink blush and lipstick. It stood out beautifully against her navy-freckled teal skin, making her sharp teeth seem even brighter. She hummed at her reflection once she finished smudging her eyeliner, the red she put on the waterline bleeding into faded black. Predatory.

Rain was flicking through her closet when the smell of dinner wafted under her door, her ears flickering once they picked up on the sound of quiet laughter. She huffed, passing over dress after dress, jumpsuit after crop top, nothing feeling quite right or looking as powerful as the moon was making her feel. She was fiddling with her belly ring when her eyes landed on a small black skirt next to the laundry that she had been meaning to return. One more wear wouldn’t make her anymore late on giving the clothing back to its rightful owner, right?

“Perfect,” she smiled to herself, wriggling into the skintight black leather miniskirt, sporting a slit that left absolutely no thigh to the imagination. It hugged every part of her perfectly, highlighting where her cock was straining against a too small pair of panties. Once satisfied with its placement she put on a black lace bandeau, followed by a sheer black crop top.

The only thing missing was shoes, and she slipped into pink heels that matched her lipstick before heading out the door, her tail wagging slowly through the air.

When she rounded the corner into the den’s common room the air shifted, the whole pack taking a collective breath when they saw her.

“Wow,” Swiss whispered under his breath, his foot tapping rapidly under the table.

“Mo- mo- mom-m-”

Phantom was stuttering, frozen in place before Cumulus clapped her hand over his mouth, whispering in their ear.

“She will eat you alive baby. Let her get settled, she just got here.”

Their ears started to twitch like he was going to make a move, but when they saw how Rain's teeth seemed to glow in the light he nodded, leaning into Cumulus's side, content to watch for the moment. Dew, however, was not. He wanted Rain near him always, and especially now.

Dew was probably a little too inebriated to be attempting anything close to chivalry, but anytime he saw Rain like this his brain deflated while his blood supply funneled south.

“Saved you a chair, beautiful,” he hummed, standing to pull out the seat beside his own.

He should have left his glass on the table, really, but the thought didn't cross his mind until he bumped into Rain, burgundy wine sloshing out of his glass to drip down her exposed stomach. The room was still, Mountain having sucked in a sharp breath while Aether started to stand, readying himself to intervene. The sparkle of Dew's skin began to fade as his face fell, turning to run into the kitchen for a towel.

He didn't make it very far, Rain's hand reaching out to grab the back of his neck. She pulled him back and pushed him to his knees, leaning on the chair.

“Clean your mess, Dewdrop.”

Aether breathed a sigh of relief and plopped back into his chair while the color returned to Phantom's face, eager to see what was next. His tail thumped quietly on their chair.

Dew looked at Rain for a brief moment before dropping his head, speaking quickly.

“Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am.”

Rain's eyes dilated and her fingers flexed, breath stuttering for just a moment when Dew’s hot tongue met the cool skin of her stomach, lapping up the wine. He made sure to clean around the band of her skirt first, knowing how much she hated stains.

Once he felt the area was thoroughly cleaned he delicately worked his way to her belly button, wrapping his tongue around the glittery, dangling jewelry and sucking it clean. He tongued around the attached belly chains, not wanting to miss a single drop. There was a quiet moan from behind them, but Dew didn't dare lift his eyes, focusing instead on the beautiful creature before him.

Rain stuck her hand out and Cirrus placed Dew's half spilled glass of wine into it, complimenting her skirt.

She smiled while she swirled the glass in her hand, bringing it to her nose for a quick sniff.

“Thank you, I've been meaning to return it -”

Cirrus's laugh sounded like little bells in the wind.

“Please, keep it. You look better in it then I do.”

Rain smiled and bent to the side, knocking their horns together. “You're too sweet to me Cici, I'll be sure to properly thank you later.”

She smiled back, blowing her a soft kiss before returning her attention back to Mountain, tugging him from the table and towards the nest. Chairs scraped on the floor as everyone shuffled around, still watching Rain and Dew’s exchange.

Rain studied the glass of wine in her hand, turning it slowly. It was her favorite one, thick and full bodied, a few citrus notes at the end.

Expensive.

“How many dicks did you have to suck to get this?”

Dew shrugged while lapping at her cool skin. It didn’t matter to him so he didn't keep count, he would do anything for his mate. Anything to see her smile, even if he wasn't sure she'd attend the evening festivities.

“Four,” Sunshine giggled from Cumulus's lap. Rain purred, licking the tips of her fangs.

Dew had finished his task and was sitting back on his heels, looking up to watch Rain take another sip of the wine. His tongue darted out from between his lips with a quiet whimper. Rain looked down at him, one perfectly done brow raised.

“Need more?”

Dew nodded his head rapidly before opening his mouth wide, groaning when Rain slipped her thumb into his mouth, pulling at his cheek. She took a large sip of wine before setting the glass down, bending at the waist to bring her lips to Dew's. His sharp gag as he struggled to swallow triggered a series of muffled groans and the slick sounds of hands meeting wet skin.

“Thank you ma'am,” he panted, struggling to speak around her thumb. He rolled his head to the side, exposing his thick veins and the silvery scars of their prior couplings.

“Got plenty for you, too, if you need.”

Dew often begged to be bitten where his gills once were, aching to feel something there again. But now he was offering in submission, to let Rain take what she needed under the power of the moon.

Her tongue darted out of the corner of her mouth as she looked him up and down.

With a quick nod of her head Dew was scrambling towards the nest, quickly divesting himself of his clothes as he went. She slowly followed him, sinking to her knees to pull his back to her chest, running her nose along his neck.

“Please,” Dew sighed, flexing his claws against his thighs.

Rain inhaled deeply against his cinnamon-scented skin, fangs fully dropping before she sank them into the crook of his neck, blood quickly filling her mouth. He groaned low, the pitch only going higher when she took his hard cock into her hand, slowly stroking him from root to tip as she drank.

“Rainy,” Aether warned gently from across the nest, voice cracking with the way Swiss had his mouth wrapped around his cock.

She pulled herself from Dew's neck, licking at the corner of her mouth to gather a drop of his shimmering blood.

“Don’t worry so much daddy, Dewdrop knows his limits. Would never hurt him more than he wants, promise.”

“All good Aeth,” Dew agreed, raising a thumbs up which quickly dropped back to the pillows with a loud purr when Rain started to clean the wounds at his neck. Her tongue slowly worked around each puncture, her fist mimicking the movements of her mouth against the quickly darkening head of his cock.

Aether nodded and fell back on his elbows, digging his fingers into Swiss’s hair, determined to enjoy the first night off in… a while. But a set of eyes still remained fully planted on Rain and Dew, the movement of a flickering tail catching her attention from the corner of her eye.

“You okay bug? Not in the mood to play?”

Dew barely opened his eyes, biting into his lower lip with a groan as Rain gently stroked him.

“Wanted to watch, if that's okay with you both mm-ma'am.”

Dew was nodding before he even finished their sentence, and Rain was grinning like a shark, Dew's crimson blood smeared all over her lips and chin. She didn't miss the way Phantom's eyes dropped to her mouth, watching her lick another spot clean.

“Just want to watch?”

Phantom blinked hard before forcing their eyes away from the mess, chewing at the corner of his lip.

“He um… He just smells really good.”

“Would you like a taste, sweetness?”

Phantom nodded eagerly, eyes back on her mouth. “Please ma'am, please.”

Rain beckoned him over with two crooked fingers, stifling a laugh at the eager way Phantom's tongue licked across her chin. Dew whined in her lap, quickly hushed by the drag of her pre soaked fingers up his chest to toy with the bar running through his nipple.

Phantom hummed as he licked at her lips and chin, quiet thank you's between their breaths.

“So polite,” Rain smiled, holding his chin to kiss them deep and slow. Phantom groaned when she slipped her tongue into their mouth, filling him with the taste of a beachside bonfire and hot iron. It was intoxicating, and they would let her have every ounce of air in his lungs if they could stay just like this forever.

When they broke apart Phantom was a panting mess, claws digging into his own thighs.

“Thank you mommy -”

They paused, blinking his eyes and shaking their head to clear it.

“Sorry thank you mommy -”

Another huff, trying to hide a whine that would rival Dew's.

“I'm sorry momm- ma’am. Thank you ma’am.”

Rain just smiled as she twisted Dew’s nipple between her fingers, his keen cutting through the heavier sounds of fucking that had filled the room. The way her head was tilted probably should've sent Phantom running, but instead his cock kicked against their thigh, a shiver running up his back.

“So dumb you're having trouble speaking and I've only kissed you. Don't worry sweet little bug, mommy will take good care of you.”

Phantom choked on their inhale as pre blurted on his leg, and Dew whined even louder, drawing Rain's attention back to him. His cock was weeping freely, begging for release while she kept teasing at his chest, working her other hand under his chin to turn him towards her.

“Did you lose your words too?”

Dew groaned when she started to slide her hand back towards his cock, lifting his hips to try and meet her.

“You know I love your voice Dewdrop, if you need a moment you can watch Phantom and I play for a while.”

Phantom's tail smacked against the pillows so quickly it sounded like someone running down the hall. Dew shook his head, voice just starting to splinter with need.

“No ma'am, need you. Need you please.”

“What do you need,” she cooed, pushing a lock of golden hair behind his half drooped ears.

“Want - need your cock, your knot. Need you to fill me ‘til I swell with you, please, need you so bad.”

Rain hummed, tapping her fingers along Dew's length while he squirmed. Phantom crept closer, kneeling in front of the pair, fangs poking into their lower lip.

She paused, looking across both Phantom and Dew, finally settling on an idea.

“Phantom, sweetness, you're being so good. Do you want a nice hot dick in your mouth?”

“Please, mommy.”

“Excellent,” she purred, kneeling tall behind Dew as she folded him to the floor.

“Why don't you come get this skirt off, without ripping it, while I get Dew all worked open hm?”

They smiled so wide Rain was sure his ears would fall off, scrambling to her side to examine the zipper. With careful fingers Phantom undid the clasp, gently sliding the zipper down while watching Rain run her nails down Dew's back, making him arch.

He leaned in close to her to work the band of the skirt down, breath hitching when they caught the gentle scent of orange blossoms on a sea breeze. Rain was always dangerous, the sharp iridescent scales that framed her face and joints were a reminder of that. But right now, she was deadly.

A whine bubbled up from their throat when the band of her skirt caught on her cock, unable to bring it any lower. Rain glanced down to find Phantom gently pawing at her, looking up at her with big sad eyes.

“Wanna be good and help you, but it's stuck. Don't wanna ruin your pretty skirt.”

“Sweet little bug.”

She smiled as she stood, gently ruffling their mop of hair before letting the skirt pool around her ankles. She stepped out of it and her shoes, returning to her spot behind Dew. Phantom's mouth watered at the sight of her cock hard and leaking into delicate pink lace, barely contained.

She brought two fingers to his lips, tapping them as she spoke.

“Get these nice and wet for me, then you can have a taste.”

Dew groaned loud, wrapping his tail around Rain's free wrist. He pushed his ass further up, hips swaying slightly.

Phantom moaned around Rain's fingers, wrapping their tongue around her long digits while sucking at the tips. When they pulled away he made sure to leave a thick line of saliva up her fingers, watching with rapt attention as she smeared it around with her thumb.

She nodded her head towards Dew's exposed hole, telling him to spit. They were happy to oblige, sticky with want themselves, aching to make Rain happy. He trilled when she hummed with approval, bringing her wet fingers to Dew's hole, pressing the tip of her index finger inside. Dew's gasp was anything but quiet.

“You're both being so good for me,” Rain praised, shifting on her legs to make the bulge of her cock more prominent. Phantom couldn't help the thin line of saliva that dripped from their fangs and down his chin.

“Come have a taste, Ant.”

Phantom eagerly licked across his lips, dipping down to settle against Rain's lap. They began to mouth at her cock through her already too wet panties, running his tongue up and down her length. She purred low, her free hand working into their hair while the other pressed into Dew.

“Just the best bug, sweetest little thing,” she cooed.

“Rainy,” Dew whined, wiggling back onto her fingers. “I need -”

She curled her finger up, stroking against his prostate while shushing him gently.

“I know baby, I know.”

Dew adjusted his arms so he could rest his face against them, his back making a pretty arch. His golden skin always seemed to glitter most in dim light; he’d certainly be glowing once the moon fully rose.. Rain hummed as she worked a second finger into him, quickly followed by a third. She scissored them as much as she could, making sure Dew was starting to stretch. He was already leaking, a leftover trait from his time as a water ghoul, the slick sound filling the space.

Phantom moaned at the sight, his drool further wetting Rain's cock. She rolled her hips gently against their chin, his attention quickly returning to suckling at her tip.

“Please,” Dew whimpered, claws flexing into whatever poor cushion he latched on to, “ready for you now. Need to feel you, want it to ache.”

Rain purred as she pulled her fingers from Dew, her other hand still nested in Phantom’s curls.

“Don't worry baby, it's coming. Being so good for me. Showing off for Phantom, huh? Showing them how good you can be?”

“Only for you ma'am,” Dew sighed, wiggling his little hips.

Rain pinched at his nearly non-existent ass cheek before returning her attention back to Phantom, gently pulling him away from her cock.

“Do you want to watch, or would you like to play with Dew?”

Dew trilled, his answer obvious. Phantom had the sense to at least look like he was thinking about it before planting a kiss to her cheek and shuffling towards Dew's head, settling on their knees in front of him.

Dew stretched out as much as he could, wrapping first his fist and then his tongue around Phantom's cock. Plum-flushed like Aether gets, although the purple was swirled with grey instead of gold. He hissed when Dew took them into his mouth, head dropping back at the heat of his tongue.

Rain smirked as she watched them, taking her own cock in hand and pressing the head to Dew's hole. He leaned back into her, stretching himself between his partners, urging her to give him more.

She wrapped her long fingers around the base of his tail and tugged, using the extra leverage to slide inside with a guttural moan. Dew responded with one of his own, muffled by Phantom pushing themself deeper down his throat.

“Not gonna last,” Phantom grumbled, his hand locked around Dew's bun. “Feels too good.”

“Mhm I know,” Rain smiled, rolling her hips to drive her cock straight against Dew's prostate. He popped off of Phantom with a little whine of protest, his breathing heavy when she began to pull at his puffy nipples.

“Dewy isn't gonna last so long either, huh baby?”

She asked with a particularly hard thrust into him, Phantom's eyes wide watching Dew's roll back into his head. They pulled from Dew’s mouth to rest for a moment, unwillingly to reach his end so soon. Dew’s mouth was legendary for a reason, after all.

“Go ahead, get that pretty mouth on Dew's little cock, he wants it so bad.”

Rain's words pulled them from their trance, blinking a few times with his head tilted just to the side before nodding quickly, shuffling back down to take Dew to the back of his throat.

Rain wrapped one of her arms around Dew's waist and the other tangled back into Phantom's hair, rubbing gently at the sensitive skin behind their ear. Dew's hands were everywhere, flying from Rain's head to Phantom's, digging in his own thighs and pressing on Rain's, lifting his hips to help guide her into that perfect spot while desperately trying to not choke Phantom.

She didn’t need the help, she knew Dew's body as well as she knew her own. Maybe better, even, with the way she had him moaning while dragging her cock over the perfect spot. Each roll of her hips was punctuated by one of his breathy sighs, adding to the cacophony of the room.

Phantom for his part was chirping happily, licking long trails across the thick veins on the underside of Dew’s cock. When Rain pushed them forward he happily followed, swallowing around Dew's length with a pleased hum. Rain cooed at him from over Dew's shoulder, scratching behind his ear again before grabbing the back of his head.

“Tap twice if you need to breathe, yeah?”

Phantom brought his tail up and tapped the spade twice against her hand, rolling their hips gently into the nest of blankets below him.

Rain smiled that far too toothy grin, thrusting into Dew and driving his cock further into Phantom's throat. Dew was all but jelly between them, held up by Rain's arm around his waist and Phantom’s hand pressed into his chest, his tail slowly tangling with Rain's in search of something more to hold onto.

Phantom's tongue was good, great actually, Dew's thoughts on the matter filling the space as choked off babbling. When Phantom wrapped their tongue underneath Dew's head and sucked Dew was certain he'd open his eyes and be back in the pit, unholy pleasure running hot in his veins.

Rain hooked her chin over Dew's shoulder, nuzzling at the space below his ear.

“Don't swallow sweetness, let him dribble out of your mouth, down your face. That okay?”

Phantom moaned in affirmation around Dew's length, nodding his head as best he could. It wouldn't be long now, Dew's balls were heavy in their hands, getting tighter with every thrust of Rain's hips driving him further into their mouth.

She drove harder into him, and Dew's hands fisted Phantom's soft hair right next to Rain’s.

“Rain, Rain, Rainy, fuck -”

Dew's voice went high until it broke off, dying out as he painted inside Phantom's mouth. Phantom hummed as he took every drop, careful to not swallow. Once Dew had stopped pulsing they pulled away, sitting back with their head slightly tilted slightly forward before smiling, Dew's spend trickling out of his mouth and down their neck.

“Fucking nasty,” Rain mumbled, pressing herself hard against Dew, grinding her hips to his ass. “Just how you like it, huh?”

Dew nodded in agreement, his voice breaking on every whimper Rain pulled from him as she chased her own release.

“Lay back bug, slide closer to me.”

Phantom melted for her, nearly pressing themself into Dew's chest before dropping onto his back, tail shifting to rest on Dew’s thigh. They moaned when Rain wrapped her talented hand around his length, back lifting from the pillows.

“Haven't even been touched yet,” she cooed, and Phantom shook their head. “Such a good, patient little thing.”

Phantom nodded hard, like he was trying to say waiting for you.

“Whenever you like, sweetness.”

Their voice was trapped in his throat, muffled by every unholy sound Rain could pull from them as she worked his cock at the same tempo she nailed Dew, who was putty at this point. He was limp in her arms, begging for her release, her knot. For everything, for nothing, for all of it at once.

Phantom wasn't sure how long they'd last, and when Rain rubbed her finger across his slit to gather a pearl of pre just to taste it they knew it wouldn't be long.

She hummed in pleasure at the tang of him, mixed with the carbonated vanilla of their benzoin scent. Her hand quickly returned, long manicured fingers wrapping around their length, pulling in the most devastating way.

Phantom could feel their eyes crossing as he watched, Rain's hand firm against him, the other tight around Dew. They brought their tail to where Rain and Dew’s were tangled together, joining the heap.

Dew was crying now, his cock hard again, gold skin glistening. He begged, Rain purred, Phantom tried to keep their claws to themself but he looked so pretty, eyes screwed tight under a crown of sweat, his golden bun no longer neat and tidy. So they reached out, grabbing Dew by the base, feeling his little knot start to inflate under their hand. And if Phantom thought Dew had been crying before, well… He was really going now.

“Little bug is being so sweet to you, aren't they,” Rain purred, licking below the shell of Dew's ear as she slowly ground her knot into his rim.

“Yeah, yeah you both are. Need it ma'am, need your knot, need to cum -”

The movement of Rain's hips became more frantic as she pressed more firmly into Dew, hissing when his tight body finally swallowed her knot, enveloping her in delicious heat. Dew keened, high pitched and devastated as he came into Phantom's hand, a string of thankyouthankyouthankyou falling from his wine stained lips.

Dew was babbling, words broken and punctuated with breathy moans. Phantom wasn't much quieter, egging Dew on with their own muttering. C'mon Dewy, come for mommy. Make a mess, make me a mess.

Rain followed quickly, the squeeze of Dew around her knot too much, biting into his neck with a groan from the depths of her throat.

Phantom wasn't sure what brought them to the edge. Dew's hot come, the scent of his blood, the noise Rain made when she slid fully into his body. Maybe it was the way her calloused fingers rubbed against their frenulum with a talent flick of her wrist. All he knew was that they were floating, high in space, coated from the chin down in their own and Dew's release.

He stirred when they heard Rain shuffling on her knees, laying down next to them with Dew tight in her arms. He hissed a little at the shuffle but it was good natured, her knot still buried tight inside his hole. Dew shuffled a bit closer, admiring the mess that was Phantom before turning his head to bat his lashes at Rain.

“Go ahead Dew,” Rain smiled, blood dotting her lips. “Clean up your mess.”

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