#rain ghoul fluff
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Stay
Pairing: Rain x f!Reader
Rating: Everyone
Tags: Fluff, cuddles with Rain, overworked reader.
Summary: After countless hours of translating ancient texts, Rain wants to make sure you sleep.
A/N: I had to choose whether to make Rain sweet or absolutely feral for this fic. Sweet won out in the end. This is my first time writing Rain so I hope I did him justice!
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2:35 AM
The numbers blurred together as you closed the book in front of you, groaning as a ball of pressure formed at the base of your skull. Sister Imperator had been adamant that these ritual texts be translated as soon as possible and being one of the only translators on hand meant studying long hours in the night with little to no company.
The sister who kept the library organized and maintained had checked on you well before ten, no doubt to remind you of the late hour. However, you had thanked her for her concern and waved her off before diving back into the ancient texts. Pangs of hunger made you wish you had heeded her warnings as you stood, stretching muscles stiff with inactivity.
Ah well. The kitchens were closed now. Not much to do about it.
The library was dim, the main lights turned off long ago. Heading towards the door, you pulled it open with a dull creak, the wood groaning as it shifted. The hallway was even darker and there was a second of hesitation. Sometimes it wasn’t wise to wander the halls of the Ministry after dark. Siblings had told you of strange noises plaguing the hallways at night, screams and laughter being a few of the notable ones.
‘It’s not that far.’ The thought repeated like a mantra in your head, as you tried to calm yourself. The dorms that the siblings slept in truly weren’t far away, but normally the paths to and from were well lit and not plunged in darkness as they were now.
The light echo of your footsteps did nothing to ease your nervousness as you walked down the hall, fighting the urge to turn around and investigate the slight noises coming from the darkness of the other corridor.
‘Calm down. There’s nothing there.’
A scream rose in your throat as a hand gripped your arm and a slight sting of pain blossomed in your back as it hit the wall, coexisting for a moment with your headache before fading away. Wide blue eyes stared back at you and the fear drained from your body, leaving only exhaustion.
“Sorry, sister.”
Rain smiled sheepishly, pulling you gently away from the wall. The water ghoul patted your arm comfortingly and you gave a tight smile in response. He was dressed in a loose t-shirt and sweatpants, something way more casual than the uniform most had grown accustomed to seeing the ghouls in.
“What are you lurking around in the dark for?” He looked up at you with a passive expression, shrugging slightly.
“Taking a walk.” Leaning against the wall, he smiled, fangs showing slightly. “I could ask the same of you.”
“I was working.”
Searching your face, Rain scowled upon seeing the bags under your eyes as well as other signs of improper care.
“No.”
No?
Grabbing your hand, he pulled you down the opposite hallway, ignoring your protests to stop. After a few twists and turns, you two stood in front of a black door, decorated with some symbols of the Clergy.
‘The Ghoul Dorms?’
It wasn’t your first time in the dorms, having spent a lot of time with the ghouls themselves whether it was reading in a corner with Mountain or laughing as Dew swore up and down you cheated at Mario Kart or anything in between.
As Rain dragged you through the common room, you looked at the various doors you passed, assuming most of the ghouls were already asleep. Finally, he pulled you into a room at the end of a hallway, shutting the door behind you.
The smell of petrichor enveloped you as you realized it was Rain’s room. A few books lined a shelf with various decorations and a few plants that he had once gotten as a gift from Mountain. His guitar sat perched on it’s stand and a small window showed a beautiful moonlit view outside the Ministry.
Gently, Rain pulled you towards the bed, gesturing for you to lay down. The bed looked soft and inviting but you stubbornly looked at him, raising an eyebrow. Sighing, he crossed his arms, giving you a look that you had once seen Aether give Dew when he disapproved with whatever he was doing.
“You aren’t sleeping well,” He said softly. “I want to make sure you get proper rest.”
Before you could say anything else, he frowned, holding his hand out, eyes pleading.
“Please.” Taking your hand, he squeezed it softly. “Let me take care of you.”
“Fine.”
Brightening instantly, Rain lifted up the covers, ushering you under them and tucking you in like a prized possession. The instant your head hit the pillow, your eyes felt heavy and you mumbled a word as you fought the warm embrace of sleep. Rain looked back at you over his shoulder as he went to turn off the light and step out.
“Stay.”
Pausing, Rain took a moment to make sure he heard correctly before he crossed back over to the bed. Lifting up the covers, he pulled you towards him, purring softly as his chest pressed against your back. He could tell you were losing the fight as you cuddled into the pillow, evoking a small smile from him. Laying down, he wrapped his tail loosely around you, pressing a kiss to your temple.
“Sleep well, (Y/N).”
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𝕾𝖆𝖋𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊, 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𓅓
Pairing: rain x gn reader fluff/comfort
Warning: panic attack, separation anxiety, fear, overthinking, fear of something bad happening, hyperventilation, crying, if I need to add something let me know!
Summary: being far away from home is never anyone’s desire, especially with so many people to care about
A/n: so I’m writing this falling asleep so I apologize for any grammar mistakes. This is pure comfort that I need rn bc this is my exact situation rn and my anxiety is through the roofs. Nevertheless, just being on a big ass tour bus freaks me out rn. All of this is based on what I’m feeling rn. TYSM for any comments, likes, and reblogs! <3 (Plz excuse the amount of times I say “rn”)
The bus rocks gently as you roll over to your other side, now facing the cold window. You felt the metallic side of the glass swoosh cold air onto your skin, the itchy blanket being pushed down to your feet in a temporary fit, the soft blanket you brought from home wrapped you into a warm embrace.
You brushed the hair out of your face, stretching an arm to move the curtain to reveal the moving road. The interstate signs passing by like shreds of light, the passing cars with different people in them. The landscape changed from high mountain tops and trafficked roads to small hills and starry skies.
As cars passed by, the red lights shined through the bus windows and cast dancing shadows across the many accessories across the rooms.
The windows ripple as rain softly runs down the sides of the bus. A tingling noise scattered about the walls, getting louder than slowing only to repeat that process.
Besides the sound of wheels on the road, you could hear faint honking and sirens as the city roads faded in and out between modern and rural.
You wondered if everyone at the ministry was doing ok, what if there was a fight between aether and the older ghouls? What if the higher members were plotting against papa? What if there was a fire? What if?
You’ve caught yourself on your own tongue as you realize you are too far away to do anything about it if you wanted. Just knowing that you were thousands and thousands of miles away from home made your stomach flip.
What if we were to get into trouble? What if someone saw what we advertised and wanted to hurt us? What if they were attacked? What if someone had a medical emergency? What if-?
Your heart beats, it pounds and it begs your brain to stop running so fast. You’re forced to put a hand over your mouth, realizing that you had forgotten to breath. You exhale, a shaky breath as your body desires more air. Your chest burns, and your skin starts to sweat.
It seemed like you were alone now, everyone was asleep so if something happened nobody would be able to help.
You saw how all of their privacy curtains were closed, it was so late even Swiss and rain were far off dreaming about the next show.
We are billions of miles away from home.
You feel the darkness creep into your top bunk, the air turning on you and swallowing you whole. The rain starts to pour onto the bus harder, streaks of water now blurring every car.
Where could I go? There is no where to go! I can’t escape, I can’t escape, I’m all alone!
You feel a thud, and realize that there’s a webbed hand on the side of your bunk. It dips into the mattress, although it’s dark, you can make-out a slender form that slithers its way up into your bunk.
Of course it’s rain, why would it not? Maybe the rain outside woke him up, or did he ever go to sleep?
“What’s going on up here?” Rains voice is just barely audible, so soft the rain over powers it, “I could hear you all the way down there.”
You pretend to be asleep, hoping the water ghoul will just go back to his own bed. You shuffle a little as he brings the blanket under his own legs.
“Sorry.” You squeak out, you knew you can’t ever lie to him. Number one because he would know, number two because he had such a kind sense to him that why would you need to?
“Hey, it’s alright.” He nudges his head over yours, laying behind you and wrapping a hand around your abdomen. “Woah, sunshine what’s the matter?” Rain feels your heart beat, that’s currently acting like you’re in a marathon.
Your lack of air won’t allow you to speak, all you can do is count the cars that speed by.
One, two, three, four, five, six…
“Honey….” Rains concerned now, he tries to turn you to face him, but you’re forced to stay still.
Your mind taunts you, every second that passes by, the further you get from safety.
“Look at me.” The ghoul demands, now scared of what’s overcome you.
He watches your chest rise and fall rapidly, you’re shaking so hard the others might wake up.
Rain forcefully turns you over, hearing a whimper escape your lips.
Your eyes let go of the built up tears, they begin to run down your face just like the rain drops one look away.
The bus shakes and bobs with the road, rains grip on the sides of your arms release. He grabs your hand and places it over his own heart.
“Hey, hey, hey look at me little drop.” He hold your hand there with his own, making you feel his heart beat, “I’m right here, I’m not leaving.”
You quiver, your eyes finally meet his.
“It’s ok…it’s all ok.” He brings his other arm around your back and brings you into a tight hug.
“I want to go home. I need to make sure they are alright. Are we alright?” Your breath fogs up the window and rain wipes away the tears on the apple of your cheek.
“We are fine. We are safe. We are together.” The water ghoul states firmly, as if it wasn’t anything anyone could ever change or question.
“You are safe with me, right here.”
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Gimme your most stupid ghoul headcanons possible, like Sodo is scared of idk dust particles or something funny.
“silly ghoul headcanons”
Synopsis: It’s in the title you silly goose. Just the ghouls with their silly little shenanigans
Pairing: Nameless ghouls (platonic or romantic) x GN!reader (they/them)
Theme: fluff ✿ , crack ✦
A/N: Heres my first fanfic to my Ghost blog! I gotta thank my bestie for making this request despite the silliness in it. I hope you guys enjoy it because I certainly had fun writing it. I might make a separate version for the ghoulettes cause I love my girlies <33
I also decided to add Aether in this one cuz I love him, remember to respect both him and Phantom as ppl because we don’t support that negativity and hate 🫡
TW: Swiss and Sodo joke about sex but it’s because they’re Swiss and Sodo
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Sodo, oh dear Sodo. He can be such a silly ghoul sometimes
He likes to act like he’s all tough and that he’s hot shit, but some of his habits you can’t help but laugh at
For starters, Sodo is the type of ghoul to be scared of really dumb stuff. Take hamsters for example
Sodo has this really inexplainable fear of hamsters. One day you picked up a cute little hamster from the pet store, and he hissed and erupted in flames the moment you brought it near him
“Sodo its just a hamster—“
“GET THAT THING’S FILTHY PAWS AWAY FROM ME.”
Aether once pranked him by putting a bunch of hamsters in his closet and he let out the most unmanly scream ever, it was funny
Oh and we all know Sodo has a habit of slapping people’s asses
It’s basically his trademark at this point
But there was this one particular time where he tried to slap your ass, but he somehow missed and accidentally slapped Copia’s ass instead
Needless to say, he spent a good while trying to explain to the unamused Papa that he didn’t mean to slap him, but the other pair of cheeks that was in front of him in that moment
He once played Five Nights At Freddy’s and he had nightmares about Freddy for a whole week
No joke, he once thought that Swiss was Freddy because he was so disoriented from a previous nightmare and he socked the poor guy in the nose
You forced him to apologize to Swiss after that
I imagine he’s also the type of ghoul to write stupid little messages and graffiti with a sharpie on his fellow ghouls faces
He once made you help him literally knock out Aether just so he could write “number one cocksucker” in big bold letters on his forehead
Needless to say, you two got chased around by the angry ghoul who was holding a fly swatter for a whole ten minutes
Also we all know damn well this man has a dirty mind
Like have you seen him on stage? Of course he does
He has a habit of slipping in sexual jokes and in innuendos every now and then, because he snickers when seeing people’s reactions
Though there was this one time where he made a comment about your ass and he got slapped across the face
Idk Sodo has a weird obsession with your ass
He has toned down on the jokes, but that doesn’t stop him from slipping up every now and then. And it’s quite obvious he won’t stop with those jokes anytime soon
Rain is such a sweetie and we all know that
But sometimes he can be a little bit of a menace, even to you and his fellow bandmates
To start things off, we all know Rain is a clumsy little guy
Like he’s a walking talking disaster with trails of chaos in his wake. He can hold a glass for someone and drop it like not even ten seconds later
Well there was this one time where you were giving him strumming techniques for the next upcoming ritual
Sodo tapped him on the shoulder from behind to ask him for something. When Rain turned around he accidentally slapped Sodo in the face with the neck of his bass guitar
Sodo then stumbled back in pain and literally destroyed Mountain’s drum set. You were just standing there processing what just happened, and Copia just looked… disappointed.
Rain also collects a lot of plushies
He has a literal pile of squishmallows in the corner of his room. Sometimes he likes to bury himself in that little nook of his room.
He made a little pillow fort in that area for him to snuggle in. Sometimes he’ll invite you to come and watch movies with him in there
However he once impulsively bought so many plushies so they were all flooding his room. You opened the door to his room and they all came flooding out, with a very euphoric Rain on top of them
“…. Rain what are you doing?”
“Feeling great. Thank you, Y/N.”
You helped him organize all of those little plushies in his room afterwards, even giving some of them to Phantom (who was new at the time) as a little “welcome home” gift
As a water ghoul, Rain naturally enjoys water
However he has this really cute habit of splashing around in pools/tubs like he’s a bird in a birdbath, but he gets embarrassed about this fact because the ghouls tease him for it
You once caught him playing around in the a storm in such a manner, it was so cute seeing him so happy and enjoying himself
The minute he spotted you, he immediately got all embarrassed and shy, but you reassured him it was all good and that it was fine to be excited about water
Needless to say, he’s a lot more comfortable showing off that side to you now
Oh Mountain. Sweet sweet darling Mountain
Like Rain, Mountain is a sweetie. However he tends to have his silly moments.
I’d like to imagine that Mountain often bumps his head on doorframes or walks
The fucker is really tall, I mean it’s hard to not hit something along the way.
So he has a habit of sticking his hand over his forehead to avoid bumping into anything, the poor guy
I’d also like to imagine that Mountain had that light skin stare
Like he doesn’t even mean to look creepy. He just… has a habit of zoning out, so therefore he looks like he’s staring into your soul
Though this does make him really good at staring contests. One time Swiss challenged him, and they lasted for ten minutes
Swiss needed eye drops after that
Also he deadass looks like a sleep paralysis demon when he stands
One night you couldn’t sleep so you went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Mountain happened to hear the noise your footsteps were making, so he went to check up on you
He was just standing in the doorframe… staring at you, making sure you were okay while you grabbed something from the fridge
Needless to say, when you turned around, you dropped Swiss’s leftover cheesecake you were gonna eat upon seeing the tall earth ghoul in the doorframe
Also your scream was loud as FUCK
“MOUNTAIN WHAT IN HELL— YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK! Why didn’t you say anything!?”
“… I don’t know. At least you’re okay.”
He apologized to you afterwards and promised to not accidentally spook you. Because for a moment you swore you saw the hat man
Mountain also rarely gets mad, the dude is as passive as a sheep
But the moment he gets angry… hide your children
The dude is scary as hell. Like, he’s even got Papa on his knees begging for mercy
There was one particular day during practices where Sodo and Aether were arguing a little too much. It’s normal for them to banter, but this particular day was getting out of hand
Everyone was already getting upset with them, even with Papa telling the two ghouls you knock it off, but of course they wouldn’t
Well, they didn’t until a drum from Mountain’s drum set came hurling towards both ghouls. Making the fire ghoul and quintessence ghoul yelp and duck instinctively
No one had noticed the fuming earth ghoul sitting in the corner up until that point. Everyone was speechless. Your jaw was on the floor even
Needless to say, Mountain apologized yet again, but now everyone knew not to fuck with Mountain after that
Swiss is an… interesting specimen.
For starters he was accidentally summoned,
He was summoned at the same time as Aether. And they bonked heads upon getting summoned
It was rather funny seeing Papa being so confused as to why the ritual spell summoned two ghouls, and seeing said two ghouls yell at each other for bonking heads
But it all worked out because after Swiss showed off that he can literally do fucking anything, Papa just let him stay
And Swiss was the perfect flare of spice to add to Ghost, and he’s a sweet ghoul to be around
But that doesn’t stop him from being a literal menace to society
Swiss has a really strange habit of breaking into people’s rooms and just jumping on their beds to wake them up
All while he’s obnoxiously telling them to get up, much to the other’s annoyance
You once threw him across the room for waking you up, and Swiss was just laughing so hard on the floor when he saw your reaction
Since he’s quite literally known as the Swiss Army Ghoul, he’s good at almost everything.
Including cooking. He likes to cook a lot of meals for the people living in the ministry
Bro even has a stereotypical pink “kiss the cook” apron, he got it as a birthday gift from you
But the “cook” part is crossed out with a red sharpie and instead Swiss replaced with “dick”
Why? Because it’s fucking Swiss.
He also made it a point to bake everyone’s birthday cakes, but he’ll slip in something stupid to be funny
One time Cirrus was cutting her birthday cake and she got a whole ass doll head in there, which left her very confused
Swiss isn’t allowed to make people’s birthday cakes anymore because of that
Also sometimes Swiss will get high out of nowhere
No one knows what the fuck he’s doing because this ghoul is all over the place, but when he’s high he says the most out of pocket stuff
There was this one time he messaged the ghoul group chat while taking an edible saying “this edible is weak as shit.”
But then right after that message, he attached a picture of you and sent it with the caption “I’ve always wanted to fuck them.”
You could hear Sodo’s laughter from his room after that.
And when Swiss got sobered up, you asked him about the message, but bro literally refuses to acknowledge he sent it
“Swiss did you send that message from earlier—“
“No.”
“Then who did?”
“The hat man.”
“THE WHAT MAN?!”
“Oh so this suddenly isn’t a safe space?”
Ah Aether. We all love Aether. I mean who doesn’t?
We all know how much of a little psycho Aether can be, but he’s a lovable psycho that just exerts a lot of fun energy
That doesn’t stop him from being a little fucker however
He likes to pull a lot of pranks with Swiss, Sodo unfortunately being his main target
So there was this one time he asked you to help him prank the poor fire ghoul, and you said yes because you felt like messing with Sodo
(And also partly because you were kinda pissed with him due to the fact that he ate your leftovers)
So the prank was to put a bunch of sticky notes in Sodo’s room that all read “big cock energy” (because of course it did)
However during the process of putting the sticky notes in the room, Sodo walked in on two idiotic fools, those fools being you and Aether of course
And it’s safe to say that for a solid twenty minutes, the two of you were running around the ministry with an angry flaming fire ghoul hot on your trail, giggling like little children
(Sodo spared you, but Aether wasn’t so lucky)
“SODO PLEASE SPARE ME— WHY SPARE Y/N?!?!!”
“Because I hate them less than you, NOW C’MERE—“
Aether once fell asleep with a rotten ass banana peel
Like no joke— you once walked in his room to ask for something and his whole room STANK of rancid and rotten banana
And Aether was just sitting there, confused as to why you looked like you were about to throw up on his bedroom floor
Rain had to fucking disinfect the room (with a gas mask because it smelled that bad)
Oh and you Rain breaks things? Aether is so much worse
He once tried to clean up Swiss’s mic stand for an upcoming tour and the damn thing just- fell apart
Swiss was more bewildered than upset, because how in hell does that happen?
You literally do not let him touch your equipment because he’s gonna somehow find a way to break it all
When Aether departed from Ghost you were very sad
But then he messaged the group chat with this message “I’ll miss all of you fuckers. Be nice to the new ghoul, love all of you <33 (except for you Sodo, fuck you)”
Sodo then bursted out of his room tackling Aether, but it was more so out of love rather than being an ass
Needless to say, you all still keep in touch with Aether
Phantom!!! We all love Phantom here
Since he was newer and the one of the more recently summoned ghouls, he had a hard time fitting in
But you and the other ghouls thankfully made him feel welcome, even if it took a little more time for some other ghouls to get used to him
And because of that, it didn’t take long for Phantom to start joking in the ghoul chaos
He is literally a walking meme
Phantom is the type of guy to quote old vines and also keep up with any meme trends
Part of being the youngest ghoul I guess
He often confuses Papa with his little antics (because he’s an old man), and you’re just silently laughing at Papa’s reactions to Phantom
Also Phantom has a habit of holding things weirdly
You thought it was just his guitar? Bestie no, the dude is holding things the wrong way all the time but still somehow makes it work
Like— he holds onto a pen like it’s about to grow a pair of legs and run out of his hand, but he still somehow has the most beautiful cursive handwriting there is
“…. Phantom— what are you doing? You’re holding that pen like it’s a—“
“Hush, Y/N. I’m writing everything I want for Christmas this year.”
Phantom can also be a bit of a nerd sometimes
Like— you know those kids in school that are so dorky and have that awkward teenager energy? But you can’t be annoyed at them because they’re so cute? Yeah, that’s Phantom
Man’s will ramble about the most nerdy thing so passionately that you can’t help but listen, it’s cute seeing him get all excited over… legos or something
Oh and if someone dares to insult his passion he will spread legos all over their room
(Poor Swiss was a victim of that unfortunately)
Oh yeah he almost once accidentally vacuumed Copia’s pet rat
The dude was just trying to clean up his room, and one of the little fuckers scurried in his room, and the rat’s tail got stuck in the vacuum
Phantom’s high pitched scream upon realization was enough to have you bolting in the room to check in on the poor ghoul
And you were met with the sight of Phantom desperately trying to pull out a screaming rat from the vacuum while the ghoul was on the verge of tears because he didn’t want to get scolded
You ended up helping him because no one wants to see Phantom sad
And it’s safe to say Copia now has one pet rat with no tail.
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Eventually It Starts To Hurt
A/n: please let me know if i missed any triggers and this is my first fic so please be kind 💜
Ghouls X fem!reader, mainly Swiss X reader X Sodo
(can be seen as romantic or platonic)
Summary: you're having a particularly bad time when the ghouls go on tour, so they try their best to comfort you when they get back. (extremely fluffy).
❗️TW❗️: reader is quite depressed, the angst is brief but it’s there, crying, slight nausea, appetite loss, reader goes nonverbal for a bit, reader not being able to keep up with hygiene, it’s not really that intense, SOFT GHOULS.
You lie in bed under your many blankets, crying as you cling to a pillow for comfort.
Your heart had been practically vacant ever since the ghouls left to go on tour, a heaviness had consumed it that you were struggling to adjust to.
The amount of change made a pounding headache hit you like a freight train.
Thoughts now swirl around your head creating a mess of distraught panic and tears.
It showed just how much impact they had in your life and it scared you.
You wouldn't leave your room.
Everything was a mess.
The curtains stayed closed.
The lights stayed off.
You didn’t have an appetite.
You barely breathed a word to anyone.
It was all so eerily quiet.
The people (ghouls?) you cherished most, gone as soon as you lost sight of that damn tour bus.
It was all catching up to you in a most brutal manner.
You couldn't look at yourself in a mirror and face your haggard appearance. Your dark eye bags, your frame seeming to sag with fatigue, your constant despondent expression. You couldn't seem to get out bed and find the effort to shower or show any kind of self compassion.
It made you sick to your stomach.
You’re crying so hard you miss the click of your bedroom door opening, the sound of a lamp being turned on and the quiet footsteps making their way to stand by your bed.
You jump in surprise when some of your blankets get pulled back to reveal a blinding light and a concerned ghoul.
“Oh, honey…” the sound of Swiss’ empathetic voice and Sodo's worried trill calls you back just a little bit from the hideous places your mind had taken you.
You cry impossibly harder and turn your head away, trying to hide from their disappointment.
The lamp clicks off and you hear some more shuffling around and hushed voices before the weight of two bodies land on the bed near you.
Swiss crawls tentatively into your little cave to lie in front of you, eyeing you with apprehension.
"we're back now, it's okay" he murmurs.
“Can we touch you?” Sodo asks from behind you in the kindest tone you never anticipated, having also made his way into your cocoon.
You let out a hoarse "yes", your voice so soft Sodo and Swiss almost miss it. Almost.
Swiss gently removes the pillow from your firm hold and replaces it with himself, his arms wrap around you pulling you into his chest with utmost care like you were a priceless sculpture.
Sodo settles behind you in a spooning position, running a hand soothingly up and down your thigh in a non sexual manner.
“I'm so sorry. I know I’m selfish. I’m sorry, please..” your voice quavering as you curl in on yourself.
“Please don’t hate me” you sob, starting to visibly shake.
“Baby no… we don’t hate you. What could’ve made you think that? We all absolutely adore you. You’re irreplaceable y/n” Sodo comforts.
“Look at me” Swiss whispers after a minute or so, “please?”, You shake your head, trying to nuzzle further into his chest as a new rush of tears makes you go mute.
Hooking a finger under your chin Swiss slowly tilts your head so you have no choice but to meet his kind hearted gaze.
“We love you. We don’t hate you, neither of us are disappointed in you and you don’t have to be sorry. Nothing you could do could make any of the Ghouls feel anything but immense love for you. I just wish we could’ve been here and helped you before it got so bad. Promise you’ll tell one of the papas if if gets this bad again? They’ll be able to find a way to let us know somehow. It doesn't matter where we are, we'll come running back to you.” Sodo acknowledges Swiss' sweet words with little 'mhms' against your shoulder, making you want to melt.
You nod and let their combined scents fill your lungs, the scents you'd missed so much, having them whisk away all your distasteful thoughts.
“You’re so precious baby” Sodo elaborates, placing delicate kisses on your shoulder, Swiss rubs your side with his thumb in agreement. Their voices so sincerely honest it makes your bottom lip uncontrollably tremble.
Swiss moves his hand from your chin to wipe away the tears on your cheek and place a kiss on your forehead, his touch undeniably soothing.
"knock knock?" Rains soft voice sounds throughout the room, Sodo pokes his head out of the top of the covers and beckons him in.
"You okay to leave the cave? I asked Rain to get some things for you" Swiss whispers against your forehead, waiting for your go-ahead.
You tap his side twice with your finger in an indication it was okay.
Swiss slowly moves the blankets from the top half of your body and lets your eyes adjust to the bright light coming from the doorway which did your head no favours. He moves you so you're resting comfortably against his chest, knowing hearing/feeling someones heart beat and breathing helps soothe you.
You make out an outline of Rain who seems to be handing some items to Sodo before he moves to climb up the bed so he can reach you.
Rain cradles your face with his calloused hands, holding his wrists in your own hands, he places a kiss on your nose. "Just sing out if you need anything alright bubs?" He whispers, looking into your eyes for the confirmation he needed before leaving to help unpack everything from the bus.
You let Sodo then steal your attention.
"Have this", he offers you a big glass of water and some pain relief, you accept both and down the refreshing water quickly with the tablets.
"Their you go" Sodo encourages, taking the now empty glass from you.
"Doing so good honey" Swiss complements, nuzzling your neck.
You all sit in silence for a while until they're sure the tablets have kicked in, giving your hands/thighs/waist reassuring little squeezes.
"How about you go have a bath and I'll get you a really yummy snack?" Swiss asks, running a hand through your hair.
You nervously stare at your fidgeting hands, "don't worry baby, I can stay with you if you'd like" Sodo adds.
You let Sodo and Swiss guide you to stand before Swiss plants a kiss on your temple and leaves the room with a smile that puts your mind at ease.
Sodo scoops you up into his arms and carries you to the bathroom, turning on the bath tap and placing you safely on the counter.
"You want a (your favourite scent) bath bomb pretty lady? Maybe some relaxation salts as well?" He inquires, rummaging through the cupboard.
You nod and gently start kicking your feet in happy anticipation.
Sodo grins at seeing your mood start to lift, he faces away from you and lets you undress as he puts your selected items into the bath water.
Turning away once again to let you get into the bath before facing you when he's sure you're comfortable and covered with bubbles.
"Warm enough?" He questions, your satisfied face saying everything he needs to know.
"I'm going to wash your hair now alright?" He asks, reaching for the shampoo and conditioner.
You lean happily into his touch when he massages your scalp with shampoo, using his claws and heating his hands up a little for your enjoyment.
You let out a long content sigh followed by a grateful hum.
"Their she is" Sodo grins again, making you open an eye and return the smile.
"Thank you so much" you babble, your voice sounding foreign and husky from not being used too much.
"My pleasure baby" Sodo praises, dipping your head halfway into the water to wash out the suds.
----- 30 minutes time skip -----
After Sodo finishes helping you wash yourself, do your skincare, dry your hair and chat about how well tour went for the band, you feel more like yourself than you have in months.
"Ready to go back to bed?" He asks, looking proud he was able to identify some skin care products and get rid of your headache.
"Yeah, I'm ready for sleep" you confess, letting Sodo lead you back to your room.
You gasp when you walk into your room to find everything clean, dirty laundry that was once strewn around the room removed, fresh sheets on the bed, food and water at the ready on your bedside table, curtains open to catch the last rays of the sun and most importantly, four lovely ghouls waiting for cuddles on said bed.
"Surprise!" Aether, Mountain, Rain and Swiss yell, beaming to see your face light up.
"This is gonna be the best cuddle pile yet" Mountain rejoices, pulling you onto him. "Give me my baby" Aether beams, placing sloppy kisses all over your face. "My turn now!" Rain complains, pulling you closer to him, "what about me?" Swiss whines, "you had her all afternoon! especially Sodo", "so what!?"
You laugh as you get smushed into the middle of them all, purrs kicking up around you as kisses are placed on any bare skin available.
They watch (your favourite movie) while you eat and start feeling sleepy, settling in for the night.
You end up falling asleep before anyone else, 'I love you's' chimed in around you. You vaguely remember Copia kissing your cheek and murmuring a sweet comment in Italian before patting your head.
Minutes after Copia leaves, the Ghoulettes arrive. They force their way through the boys to have direct contact with you, joining in with the symphony of content mewls, trills and purrs.
Do not copy, translate, transfer (plagiarise) or take ‘inspiration’ from any of my fics.
#the band ghost#ghost band#sodo ghoul#swiss ghoul#mountain ghoul#rain ghoul#aether ghoul#x reader#poly ghouls#poly ghouls x reader#dewdrop ghoul#ghouls x reader#nameless ghouls#fluff#comfort#swiss x reader#rain x reader#sodo x reader#dewdrop x reader#mountain x reader#aether x reader#swiss#rain ghost#dewdrop ghost#swiss ghost#reader insert#swiss ghoul x reader#sodo ghoul x reader#i write#polyamory
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L is for the way-
Rain: *curled up with dew in the ghoul nest* Hey Dew? Guess what?
Dew: *almost asleep* hmm?
Rain: Love, is a five letter word.
Dew:…what?
Rain: Because it’s incomplete, without ‘u’ 🥰
Dew: *lil smile*…..lovue?
Rain: No-
Dew: *already falling back asleep* Luove?
Rain: *pulling the blanket over Dews head* shut up.
#ghost band#shitghosting#incorrect ghost quotes#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#have some tooth rotting fluff#with a side of Dew being dumb❤️#joke stolen from Chris Hallbeck#love that guy
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May we get some angst of Dew then being comforted by the other ghouls, maybe a ghoul cuddle pile?
Oh yes. Because Dew has been feeling a whole lot of angst on this tour! Read below the cut. Thanks for the prompt anon 💖
It happened at the first ritual. And then it happened again. And again. And again. The wireless transmitter failed, the sound cut out completely, his pedal board decided it just wasn’t going to work. And then it decided that a few more times.
Dew would stomp in agitation, flip off his equipment, beckon the techs with impatient gestures. Aside from the actual malfunction, the crowd thought that Dew’s reaction was all part of the spectacle. And maybe it was, at first.
But when the number of rituals were moving into the double digits, his rage became very real. It was the first thing he felt when everything went wrong. And when he blamed himself for it.
Some of it had absolutely nothing to do with him. The cannons firing early, the lights shutting off, the curtain getting stuck as the crew tried to yank it from where it had attached itself to a rafter. It nonetheless added to his unease. The feeling that everything was about to go wrong.
Tonight seemed better. So far so good. Until he planted his boot on the pedal board and all of the sound coming from his guitar cut out. He frantically stepped on different pedals, but heard nothing coming from his monitor.
This had been maybe the 4th time this specific issue had happened. With the spotlights shining on him, because he should’ve been playing a solo, he was instead standing there motioning for techs that weren’t there.
Blinded by rage at this point, he stomped, and not in a Im so human and weak way. In a I am forged from fire and demon blood way, and managed to crush the metal frame of the phaser pedal under the heel of his boot, cracking the also metal frame of the board right in half.
Thank Satan for the new masks. No one could see his eyes. His tears soaked into the fabric of the balaclava covering his mouth. He wasn’t sad. He was angry. And when he got angry enough, he cried. And it made him feel like a kit having a temper tantrum.
Dew would say he just wanted to put on a good show, that he shouldn’t be making mistakes this late in the game, and that he too responsibility for all of his equipment. Even if he didn’t set it up.
Others would say Dew was a perfectionist. That the smallest mistake would send him spiraling. Sometimes for days. That he would mutter under his breath about it and beat himself up about it and run it over in his mind in an obsessive cycle trying to pinpoint the exact moment it all went wrong so that it would never happen again.
“We all make mistakes Dew.”
“We can’t control everything Dew.”
“Stop beating yourself up Dew.”
You’re making a big deal out of nothing Dew.”
“We get that you’re pissed but don’t take it out on us Dew.”
They didn’t understand how deeply affected he was, that each and every equipment failure, set up issue, or stroke of bad luck stick to the next, until it was a massive weight on his back that practically made him stoop when he walked.
When he walked off the stage that night, rather when he stormed off it, stalking off to the showers, taking his rage out on his own skin as he scrubbed himself raw. He didn’t bother drying his hair, no matter how tangled it would be later. He sat alone in a plastic chair at the rear of the venue in between the floodlights affixed to the wall.
When they were all finally ready to move, filtering out the back door in search of Dew they almost missed him in that patch of darkness until they noticed the Cherry of his cigarette glowing in the dark.
“Hey Dew, time to go.”
Swiss employed his softest, least obnoxious semi sing-song voice, however Dew still practically sneered at him as he fell in line.
He was the last to get on the bus. By then everyone felt the rage radiating off of him. Each trying to make individual decisions about how they’d deal with it. Unanimously, they all wanted to just leave him be. Until the boil lowered to a simmer. At these stage surely anything they said to him would just infuriate him further.
As Dew traversed the tall steps, his toe caught on the lip of very last step, his hands were full so there was nothing to prevent him from slamming his face into the wall that enclosed the drivers seat.
When his head stopped spinning he looked to see everyone had come to a halt, staring at him with what appeared to be a combination of concern and fear. He felt something warm dripping down his face, his olfactory organs immediately recognized it as blood, as did his eyes when he realized it was dripping on the light grey carpet.
No one could see the countdown that had been set, but they knew he was about to explode.
“Dew, can I help you? I’ll take your bags and” - Mountain extended his hand, slowly, as if Dew would bite his fingers off. And he might.
Dew dropped his duffle and back pack on the floor and wiped his nose on his sleeve, leaving a bloody smear across his face. He looked up at Mountain with a somewhat neutral expression that said time was almost up. They all froze, waiting to see if the bus was about to be engulfed in flames. Not this time, he sunk cross legged to the floor and let out one of the most wretched cries they’ve ever heard.
“Oh Dew, come here. Don’t sit on the dirty floor.” Mountain crouched in front of him, using his on sleeve to staunch the flow of blood dripping onto Dew ‘s lap.
“Can you walk, can you stand?”
Dew just shook his head. No yelling, no screaming, just tears and blood. Mountain scooped him up and brought him to the back of the bus, depositing them both on the couch.
“You wanna talk about it, firebug?”
Dew shook his head, he just kept his eyes downcast, rubbing at the blood that was drying down on his hand. Dew was beyond anger, completely defeated., absolutely done. They all knew it.
Swiss searched in vain for ice, remembering there was no freezer in the tiny tour bus fridge. The best he could do was a cold bottle of beer wrapped in a t-shirt.
Rain located the first aid kit affixed to the wall in the bathroom. An infection on top of everything else wasn’t what they needed. Especially since the cut on the bridge of his nose happened to lay exactly where his mask would hit.
Rain dabbed at the cut with a swab soaked in alcohol. The scent made Dew’s nose scrunch up, between that and the burn, and the embarrassment of it all, Rain was dabbing at tears as well as the slice on his skin.
Swiss handed over the bottle, knowing that Dew preferred the calming energy of Rain and Mount when he was broken down this far.
Instead he hung back with the new guy and texted Cirrus, on the other bus with the Cirrus and Aurora. They had nothing helpful to offer. No ice and no advice. So he sunk back on the sofa and waited for some cue that told him he could be useful in this situation. The quintessence ghoul knew he could help, but he’d rather wait until he was asked rather than be intrusive.
The bus lurched forward, making it onto the highway shortly thereafter. Dew hadn’t spoken a word yet. He occasionally squeaked at the shifting of the fabric across the cut as Rain held the cold bottle to his face.
“I broke my pedal.”
“Oh, Dew, it doesn’t matter. It’s all replaceable. Unlike you. You’re the one we need to be okay.” Dew dropped his shoulders, abandoning the rigid posture he’d maintained since they sat down, giving in to the comfort that Mountain’s wide shoulders and long arms offered.
Rain pulled the beer out of the shirt and offered it to Dew but he shook his head. “You want tea instead?” Dew looked back at Rain as if he felt guilty saying yes. Rain kissed his forehead and stood to go make him one.
“I don’t know why you’re all being so nice to me. It was my fault.”
“You know that’s not true.” A gentle chiding sometimes helped snap him out of his cycle of self blame. Emphasis on gentle. Mountain continued, his deep voice as soft as he could manage.
“Maybe you did break the board. But the rest wasn’t your fault at all. I know you want to take it upon yourself to make sure everything is perfect. But this is a giant machine with many moving parts. A lot of them operated by humans. And we’re just getting started. It’ll get better Firebug, I know it will.”
“Yeah, I guess.” Dew muttered, taking the scalding mug of tea that Rain held out to him. In fact, Rain had to carry it with a kitchen towel, but that’s how Dew liked it. Even if it was like drinking hot lava.
Rain sat behind Dew, gently working through the knots in his half-dry hair. “It happens to me too, I almost kicked a stage light right off the podium.”
“That’s not the same.”
“Okay, maybe not. But we’ve all had issues. C’s keyboard not making a sound when she walked out for her solo, standing there at center stage. The crowd staring at him her. Remember how upset she was?”
“Yeah, I remember. But still. She didn’t stomp on her keytar when it happened.”
Rain brushed his fingers against Dew’s scalp, watching his head lull backwards. “I know. Yes, you did that. Yes, your temper gets the best of you. But you have a lot at stake. We all know it. You’re just gonna have to forgive yourself.”
“No, I don’t and you can’t make me.”
Rain gave his hair a playful tug. “Oh? I think I can.”
Mountain saw the half smile hidden behind the now empty mug. He pried it out of Dew’s hands, handing it behind him to Swiss who he knew was probably dying inside from feeling useless.
Dew leaned back, yawning once, and then over and over. “Someone’s sleepy.” Mountain stood again with Dew in his arms. “Time for bed?”
“Don’t infantilize me. I’m a super scary fire demon and shit.”
“Yes, babygirl. But how can you burn as all to a crisp if you’re tired?”
Dew replied with a hiss. “Your bed.”
Mountain nodded. His was the biggest. He was thrilled when their manager told them they had enough funds to make small modifications to tour bus.
“And?”
“Yeah, all of you.” Dew grunted.
“I knew it you softy.” Swiss kissed his cheek before launching himself on the bed.
“I get the middle!” Dew called out.
“Of course. We already know that, Princess.” Rain slid across the wide mattress next to Swiss.
“Not a princess.” Dew muttered as he pressed himself up against Rain’s chest. Two ghouls left. Phantom stood there looking apprehensive.
“Go on, he won’t bite you, unless you ask.”
He crawled in, sculpting himself to the shape of Dew’s body while maintaining an inch wide gap between them. Dew reached behind and grabbed his arm to yank him closer. “That’s not how this works.”
“Yeah, okay.” He sounded slightly terrified which made Dew giggle. His reputation must’ve made it down to the pit. Even though it was mostly untrue.
Mountain crawled in next, pushing the quintessence ghoul’s body the rest of the way. He usually took the edge, because his large body was like a dam keeping the rest of them from spilling on to the floor in the night.
Dew always tried to hold it back, reputation to maintain and what not, but his purr always started up first and despite his size, it was definitely the loudest.
“Feeling better, princess?”
Dew slapped Swiss with his tail. “Not a princess.”
Probably the biggest lie Dew told about himself that night. He absolutely was and he knew it.
The next morning Cumulus skipped over to the bus to see how he was. “I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt unless I touch it.”
“Well, I thought it might. But I made this for you.”
It was a sort of headband looking thing. Only it was thinner. Aside from one piece that seemed to be 3 layers thick. Knitted from buttery soft black yarn.
“Thanks - uh - what is it?”
She slipped it over his head, letting the padded part rest on the bridge of his nose. “It’s so your helmet doesn’t dig into it.”
Dew’s eyes shone in the morning light, but Cumulus just gave him a peck on the cheek and walked away. She wouldn’t tell anyone that a little piece of knitting made him cry.
#nameless ghouls#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#mountain ghoul#Swiss ghoul#cirrus ghoulette#cumulus ghoulette#aurora ghoulette#phantom ghoul#the band ghost fanfic#fluff#Dew is angy#midnight moth answers#midnight moth asks#midnight moth writes#cw injury#cw blood#cw hurt comfort
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Cant Sleep
Mountain x fem!reader
t was in the middle of the night when I tried to sneak into Mountains Room. Sneaking wasn't something for me because I can be very clumsy. After thinking this I bumped into somethign, waking Mountain. He turned on his light, scaring me with this. I must look like a deer in headlights. "Y/N? What's wrong?" does he ask, I wasn't answering. I guess by thishe knew what was wrong. I couldn't sleep again. It happens quite often lately and I don't know why.
"Sorry for disturbing you I know you have practice tomorrow but...could I sleep here by your side?" My voice was quit. I hate to ask this, I don't want to be a burden to anyone but well I kinda feel like one when I have to ask such a thing. Mountain was one of those Ghouls I could relay on. But I don't want to desturb him every now and then. So the last few times I was trying to handle this myself. I wasn't sleeping for almost 5 days, sleeping for half an hour. If you could call this sleeping. It was resting my eyes nothing more.
"You're not disturbing me, come here" He lifted the blankets for me to join him under. I did as told, laying next to him right now, watching the ceiling. "Tell me lil birdy, why didn't you come the last few days? I know you are struggling to sleep, I could hear you turning almost 20 times in less than 2 minutes." He looked at me, with soft eyes. I sighed turning to the side to look at him. "I... don't want to be a burden to anyone and.. when I can't sleep I always came to you because I feel like you ground me with you presence. It helps me, when you are near me but I know you have something to do the next day. You're always here for me. I really appreciate that" I smiled sadly sitting up and looking down at him. He took my hand in his, softly brushing my knuckles with his thumb. "You are not a burden to me, I already got used to it that you are here next to me, so please come to me, every day when you need me. My bed is always open for you." he smiled at me.
I nodded, smiling too. "I will, thank you." I kissed his cheek, laying back, robbing to his side so I could feel the warmth he was ratiating. I'm really thankful to have him. He treats me like some kind of princess from time to time. Giving me flower crowns. It was really cute. He even got a spell so they could never wither. ALways looking the same it was amazing.
A few minutes later I fell alseep, in his arms. He smelled so good, I felt at peace for the first.
A few hours later, I woke to some moving beside me. „Mountain? What’s wrong?“ rubbing my eyes, I slowly raised from my laying position beside him. „Sorry princess, continue on sleeping“ he smiled tired at me, pulling me down. „Thank you Mount“ I cuddled up on his side, taking his hand in my, holding onto it while i fell intona dreamless, peaceful sleep.
What I didn‘t know was that he pulled me closer to him, resting his head on mine, also falling alseep wirhin minutes.
#mountain ghoul#mountain x reader#mountain ghoul x reader#mountain ghoul fluff#dewdrop ghoul#sodo ghoul#swiss ghoul#rain ghoul#aether ghoul#phantom ghoul#cumulus ghoulette#cirrus ghoulette#sunshine ghoulette#aurora ghoulette#ghost band#ghost bc#ghost x reader#ghoulette#nameless ghoul x reader#papa copia#cardinal copia
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princess treatment rain! you can't tell me he doesn't deserve the little princess treatment. like, aether gives him his jacket. mountain cooks for him. phantom brings him a towel after he goes swimming. the ghoulettes, don't get me started on the ghoulettes. cumulus sits and braids his hair into pretty patterns and he sits below her while she's on the couch and puts his head on her thigh. aurora coos and giggles and tells him he's pretty, because he is so very pretty.
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I'm such a sucker for hair stuff. Here's some Rain/Phantom hair braiding for today
Phantom twirled the strand of hair between their fingers, eyeing Dewdrop through the mirror in front of them. He had just finished putting his hair up moments prior and was now working on getting the rest of his gear on. Phantom was near ready, their outfit on and makeup smeared on. The only thing left was to put their hair up and get their masks on.
They shifted their gaze back to themselves in the mirror with a frown. Their hair had gotten longer since their summoning, the ends now brushing their collarbone. Before they could get away with doing nothing but to push their hair back so it wasn’t in their face, but now it was a little more challenging. If they left it alone, it got caught up in the balaclava and risked spilling out. If they put it up in a simple ponytail, it made an obvious bump and the pressure against their skull and mask gave them a headache.
But watching Dewdrop put his hair into a simple braid made them want to try; the only problem was that they didn’t know how to braid. They chewed the inside of their cheek. Dew was already gone from the dressing room, now only leaving them and Rain alone.
They heaved a sigh and leaned back into their chair, eyes landing on the water ghoul as he was finishing zipping up his boots.
“Rainy?” They called out.
He looked up from his boots with an inquisitive chirp. “What’s up, Starshine?”
They pursed their lips inward at the nickname and hesitated. Rain tilted his head as he waited, ever the patient one.
“Do, um…” they sat back up in their chair and turned to fully face him, “do you know how to braid? Hair, I mean.”
Rain stood up with a smile. “Yeah, I used to braid Dew’s hair all the time before he decided to be mister ‘independent.’” He sauntered over with a quiet chuckle, now by their side. “What’s up?”
Phantom took in a deep breath and looked back in the mirror, his eyes darting between the two. “Could you braid mine? Is it long enough?”
Rain’s smile warmed up; it was subtle, almost too subtle to notice, but it made the tension in their shoulders deflate at the sight.
“I would love to, Star.”
Rain opened Dewdrop’s haircare pouch with a quiet, “he won’t mind,” when Phantom whined with nerves. He immediately started work, combing his fingers through their hair to find an even part. They started a low purr when he brought a comb out to start properly dividing the sections, the scratch on their head near immaculate.
“Your hair’s not long enough to do what Dew does,” he explained in a hush tone, “so I’m going to do something called a ‘french braid.’ It will feel better, anyway.”
Phantom watched in content and awe as his nimble fingers worked through their hair, questioning every now and then asking if it hurt, if he was pulling too hard. They very lightly shook their head at each question and he continued with a hum. He began to lean a little once he got closer to the end, his tongue just barely poking out of his mouth. They found it so endearing, how they could tell when Rain was truly focused on a task.
Finally he leaned over them to grab the hair tie and tied their hair off with a smile and jazz hands. “Done.”
They leaned towards the mirror and tilted their head side to side, their hand going to feel the soft curves and bumps in the braid. Their smile grew big and they turned to look up at Rain, eyes wide.
“Thank you!” They exclaimed.
He laughed and leaned down to capture them in a quick but soft kiss. “Anytime, Phantom. Now, let’s get going!” He spun around and lifted his balaclava up to finish getting ready.
Phantom turned in their seat to stare at their reflection one last time. There was a flyaway at the top of their head that curved inward, but otherwise they thought his work was perfect. They smoothed their hand down their hair one last time when a chuff before lifting up their own balaclava, already shooting out of their seat to go meet with the rest of them.
#you WILL be seeing more hair fluff in the future#lou writes#the band ghost#nameless ghouls#phantom ghoul#rain ghoul#rain x phantom
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When You Feel Safe, When You Feel Warm
WC: 1,4K
Relationship: Swiss/Rain/Dewdrop
Tags: Hurt/comfort (the hurt is just being tired on tour), fluff, very mild pet regression (i generally don't think it should count but tagging just to be safe? ig), kitty dew if you will, they're soooo in love <3
Touring is tiring, and all the exhaustion makes Dewdrop a bit… different? All the cuter, if you ask Rain and Swiss.
Read under the cut or on AO3.
He was exhausted. Again.
They all were, obviously, touring was extremely tiring, but Dewdrop was on a verge and everyone could see that.
It was always the same.
First, he was getting snappy, lashing out at everyone for no reason and feeling bad about it, because they didn’t deserve it. They treated him like a fragile piece of glass, if anything. Most of the time Dewdrop hated it, but when he was already too tired to even let out a snarl after tripping over Swiss’ phone charger, he secretly appreciated it. He wasn’t an asshole on a daily basis, like so many people seemed to be sure of, but it was one of the stages of his exhaustion.
Then there was a shutdown.
Dewdrop’s packmates were lucky if they heard one word from him during this stage. He didn’t have the energy for speaking, or anything else, anymore, he had to save all of the small bits he had left into playing the shows. His mates would have to force him to eat and drink then, too, because the only thing he knew was playing.
Something weird happened after that. First few times everyone thought it was Dewdrop getting better, maybe he slept better, but no, it was the highest possible level of his exhaustion, and they learned it quickly. He would start speaking again, smiling, laughing even, being more active in general, but the way he was doing all that wasn’t exactly how he carried himself normally.
Getting off stage after a ritual Dew would all but glue himself to Swiss, Rain or both of them, nudging their shoulders with his head, trilling quietly. This was a small alert, but an alert nonetheless. He was tactile, yes, but he wasn’t a fan of showing affection so openly in public, as they were, only really doing so during the rituals, claiming it was for the show.
When someone would take off the fire ghoul’s helmet, his own hands feeling borderline useless, he’d start chirping, rubbing his face against them, their arms, chests, necks and faces (if he could reach) and whining if his request for attention wasn’t fulfilled.
In the dressing room, the first thing Dewdrop would do was drag someone, ideally Rain, to the couch, making him lay down as he situated himself between his legs. His face would drop to the ghoul’s belly as he purred, claiming his spot for the next fifteen minutes at least.
No one really knew why that was Dewdrop’s exhaustion response, but no one complained. They hated that he was so tired, yes, but extremely clingy cat-like fire ghoul was something they all did enjoy experiencing. Very much so.
Today everyone knew what version of Dew they’d get after the show. He was still quiet before it, focusing on the preparations, but he noticeably started to switch during the performance already. So then, of course, he ended up doing what had been done by him so many times before.
The fire ghoul rubbed his helmet, instead of his hands which was more usual, all over Rain for the better part of the ritual, whispering and laughing into his ear whenever he could. He didn’t pick up much of it, but even the slivers of Dewdrop’s voice after practically not hearing him at all for the last few days made his heart ache in the best way possible. He stayed glued to the water ghoul’s side during the bows, abandoning his typical spot next to Mountain. His happy chirp when he got placed between Swiss and Rain could be heard by them even over all the still overwhelming noise, making them giggle to each other at the simple yet so adorable display of his love for them.
When they were free to go backstage, Dewdrop wrapped both his arms around Swiss’ own, headbutting his shoulder. Rain stayed close behind the two, not wanting to risk Dew panicking, but also refusing to let them out of his sight for his own selfish reasons.
Before they reached a dressing room Dewdrop started muttering something under his breath and whining, his head rubbing against the multi ghoul more frantically, from time to time getting it tilted back or to the side and shaken. Swiss, with one of his arms effectively trapped, couldn’t do much but Rain was already on it, elegant fingers undoing the laces on the back of Dewdrop’s helmet. He dragged the balaclava down too, and when his mate was free, his glamour slowly wearing off too, he let out a happy sigh, his eyes slipping shut for a moment as he melted against Swiss. He chuckled, reaching to run his fingers through the mess on Dew’s head that they usually called his hair. He gave him a gentle scratch behind his ear, spot they knew the fire ghoul loved, and was rewarded with another pleased trill.
“Let’s get you inside, love,” Rain pushed him forward gently, a few steps and they were in the room. The water ghoul put Dewdrop’s helmet and his own away, taking off as much of his uniform as he managed before his mate started whining again.
Finally, when Rain plopped down onto a radioactive looking couch by the wall, Swiss got freed as Dewdrop launched himself into the water ghoul’s open arms. He crawled on top of him, ending up with his face buried in his chest as Rain gently, as to not tug on the sweaty knots, played with his hair. Swiss managed to change, in the meantime, grinning incessantly at the beautiful background noise that Dewdrop’s loud purring was. He prepared some comfy clothes for Rain and Dew too and packed up some of their stuff.
“Okay, princess, we can get going,” the multi ghoul announced, addressing Rain.
“Pssst, love,” he leaned down to whisper into Dew’s ear, hooking a stubborn strand of golden hair behind it. He moved his head up, resting his chin on Rain’s sternum as he blinked at him sleepily, “we gotta head back to the bus.”
Dewdrop half whined, half grumbled, tightening his arms around his mate’s waist. Swiss giggled above them, crouching down to run his big hands over the fire ghoul’s back, “Come on, I’ll carry you, doll.”
A bit reluctantly Dewdrop peeled himself off of Rain, only to be immediately scooped up into Swiss’ arms. Another trill sounded from Dew, as he shoved his face into the multi ghoul’s neck and let himself be carried through the venue’s seemingly endless corridors.
The next thing Dewdrop knew he was being tossed into a small bunk on their bus. His eyes widened and he let out a small panicked sound when Swiss’ arms left him for a moment.
“Shhh, you’re okay, I’m not going anywhere,” he assured and soon he did crawl into the tight space after his mate and wrapped him up in his arms. Swiss turned them so his back was to the bunk’s wall and Dew’s to his chest.
Before the small ghoul settled fully, though, “Mhm… R- Rainy?”
“He's coming, bug,” Swiss mumbled into the crook of his neck.
True to his word the curtain was peeled back again after a moment and Dewdrop was met with a sideways view of Rain’s smiling face, “Hi, love.”
“Hi,” Dew giggled and he suddenly got hoisted back and turned again by Swiss’ arm across his chest. With how much, or rather how little, space there was in those bunks they had to really work to make it work for them three.
Swiss laid down flat on his back, Rain curled into his side and Dewdrop sprawled out on top of them both, all their tails tangled. He had his face buried in between his mates’, both Rain’s stubble and Swiss’ moustache tickling his cheeks in the best possible way.
At one point Dewdrop's hands drifted down from where they were curled around his mates' necks, one landing over Swiss' soft tummy and the other on Rain's bicep. He moved them up and down for a few moments, as if he was shy to get to what he actually planned on doing.
He did, though. Dew slowly started squeezing his fists and pushing them down, soon fully kneading his ghouls, relaxing all three of them even more.
“Hey, Dew?” the multi ghoul whispered before any of them truly dozed off, nuzzling his nose into Dewdrop’s hair. His mate perked up at that, cocking his head to the side, a quiet ‘mrrp’ sound escaping him, making both Swiss and Rain absolutely melt. “God, you’re so cute. I love you so much.”
“You’re like a little kitten,” Rain mumbled from his spot where he was partially hidden by a curtain of gold, “you know that?”
As if it was supposed to be an answer, Dewdrop chirped happily and let the noise bleed into a steady purr as he rubbed his face against Swiss’ shoulder. Both his mates chuckled and kicked up their own content rumbles, tightening their hold on their sweet little kitten.
When they’d wake up the next day, Dewdrop would still be tired, they all would, but with a prospect of spending all their days like this together, again, they’d survive.
#hypnone writes#the band ghost#nameless ghouls#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#swiss ghoul#fanfiction#fluff#kitty dew
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is there any chance we could possibly get a continuation of that transmasc Rain X Swiss ficlet, "Candy"?? i absolutely loved it, I'm so curious what may have happened next, hahah
𝕮𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖞 pt. 2 ˖⁺｡˚⋆
TransMasc Rain x Swiss
Warning: 18+ NO SMUT , insecurity, love? Lots of ghoul feelings
Summary: rain is a bit awkward, and Swiss is completely afraid of words.
A/n: this is just straight up lore, you can send in another ask bc they are definitely fucking. I actually wrote candy for a friend to tease her bc it was based off of an encounter of me and my guy friend she’s hardcore in love with (except the pussy eating part). But I focused this more on rulti!! Let me know what you think!
It had to of been weeks since their last encounter, exchanging looks and lingering touches.
Rains friend had told him to ask him nicely and Swiss would probably be more than happy to apply.
The worst part was exactly that, Swiss was free game and he was open and ready for everyone to fuck. Rain knew that he could get fucked and have anything he wanted from the ghoul if he simply just asked, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready.
Rains not a virgin, don’t get him wrong, he’s had plenty of “experiences”. But Swiss was….something else. It’s no secret that he was rather large, possibly even larger than aether. Rain wasn’t scared or afraid of Swiss, he was only anxious. He wanted, no he needed, the multi ghoul.
Rain had slight problems with his body, not the obvious things, but rather specific attributes that made him worry for himself. Rain had a little bit of a streak with people saying, “wow you’re tight rainy.” This and, “aww poor baby you can’t even take two fingers? Do you need to take a break?” That. Rain was a bit embarrassed, he loved being babied but it was the lack of confidence that got to him quicker than the compliments.
Rain was…very tight. He couldn’t take two of his own fingers, one was hard enough. He would clench down and his body try and rid of the flesh. Even when needy on the tour bus, he would use his shower time carefully fucking himself with the handle of his hair brush. Even it was too much, the only thing that wasn’t too hard to take was the small smooth handle of a rubber stirring spoon he had found in a drawer.
It wasn’t just being tighter than leather, but he also had a strange orgasm routine. He was so embarrassed when the ghoulettes had their way with him, they were a bit shocked to see that he lasted only a few minutes from penetration before making a big slippery mess all over their finger. He was a water ghoul, of course he would squirt. But why did it have to be every time? He got used to it, but he hated that he couldn’t not cum without making a big mess. I mean his bed sheets already had water stains for natural purposes, so nobody suspected anything nasty.
Rain could go many rounds, he loved being fucked to oblivion, he couldn’t ever get enough of his vocals streaming out from his lips like a water fall. He loves the way his light blue dusty skin would turn a shade of purple, how he shivered at the sensation. He loved not being able to think, not being able to form words. He wanted nothing more than to be filled so much that he can feel it in his throat. Rain wanted every hole filled and pounded, he wanted his mouth to hurt for the next few days, rain needed to trip when he would stand up for the next week.
But that brought rain to another problem, anal. He had wanted it so bad, he needed to be touched there. He tried prepping and stretching himself, wearing plugs and stuff. But he didn’t want to embarrass himself, nor did he want to come off as gross or anything. Rain wasn’t worried about hygiene necessarily, but rather if his attributes would also comply with his back end.
Rain had only been summoned a couple of months ago, with the rest of the prequel ghouls. But dewdrop and ifrit were the only ones that really brought him into the sex world. Lord have mercy rain would take and give dewdrop anything he asked for. He liked having control, but he also liked being put in his place. He liked it when dewdrop was a brat, but he also loved acting up just for the reaction. Oh did that change when the girls started toying with him, rain fell in love with acting up and failing miserably that it became apart of his “act”.
So why doesn’t he just ask him to give him what he wants?
Swiss is cool, hot, sexy, casual, crazy, insane, hot, sexy, sweet, kind, happy trail, hot, sexy, sexy, majestic, beautiful, cool, attractive, sexy, hot, and confident.
All of the things rain thought he lacked, all the things rain wishes he was. If only rain known that he was infact all of those things.
Little did rain know Swiss actually felt the same way. Swiss wasn’t all that, oh no no no, Swiss gives anybody what they want because he wants them to think that he’s cool. Is Swiss cool? Absolutely. Is Swiss hot and sexy? Absolutely. But Swiss had the same problem as rain, worry.
Swiss was confident, the amount of ladies and gentlemen that screamed his name in his bed echoed into the hallways so much that you can still hear it bouncing off walls, he was definitely confident. But Swiss wasn’t afraid of being embarrassed, he was scared of what others thought. Was he kinky enough? Does he walk weird? Does his voice sound funny? Are his horns crooked? Others would call it insecurity, but who knows any of that anyways? Swiss thought that if he faltered in his steps that someone would catch on, start saying things to others, and others would say things to more others.
It was one of those things that stick with ghouls, that deep dark dead heart that still lingers inside. Although they are over 100 years old, sometimes 1,000s like dewdrop and aether, every ghoul still had a soul. And those souls carry ghosts, and those ghosts never stop feeding on the heart rather it be dead or alive. The ghosts are feelings, from the tragic and devastating life’s they had once lived. All ghouls had lived, that’s how they became hell beings anyways. All of that anger and hatred channels and turns into a living life force. Their hearts might be cold and empty, but it creates a flame that never stops growing.
Therefor, those ghostly feelings are maggot that feed on the brain and soul. Some ghouls get over it, forget about it and move on. While others loose control and lust over revenge. Although Swiss wasn’t like that, you can’t easily forget the so called sacred beings that had tortured and banished him into the flame of life and death.
That’s why every ghoul had an insecurity, rain was scared of rejection, Swiss was scared of his own rejection.
Swiss knew he could please anyone, but was it good enough? Did rain really want him? He had said it himself that he wasn’t sure if he was fully into him.
Would this be love? Or would this be a test of worthiness? Either way, Swiss and rain are scared of each other, but nevertheless in love.
I mean, if you have ghosts, you have everything…right?
#serene sun nocontext#the band ghost#serene sun spice time#ghost band#serene sun writes#the band ghost x reader#nameless ghouls x reader#nameless ghouls#ghost band fic#rulti#swiss ghoul#rain ghoul headcanons#rain ghoul fluff#rain ghost#rain ghoul x swiss#rain x swiss#swiss x rain#swiss x transmasc reader#Swiss x transmasc rain#rain x sodo
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Can I request ghost reactions to you having a nightmare and you leave your bedroom to clear your thoughts please?
Wawawaw. Hi. I'm having a good time eating dry cereal so I'm gonna work on some requests. I don't have nightmares often, but when I do, I can never go back to bed so this will be fun! (All of these are established relationships, I don't know if you wanted that or not - my apologies!!)
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How The Ghouls React To You Having A Nightmare
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You woke up in a cold sweat, breath coming out if you heavy and hard. It was like you'd run a marathon, though you almost wished you were panting from exertion.
Instead it was from stress. A nightmare encased in darkness and indescribable to anyone. You couldn't tell if it was a feral beast or it was only a brush of wind. But no matter what it was, your heart shook from it.
Your shirt was soaked through, forcing you up. It wasn't like you'd be going back to sleep anyways. You took it off, clawing at it like it was infected with the plague. You found a tank top, opting to put that on. Who would care, Copia had heard of your nightmares, calling them messages from Satan. If they were anything, they were messages from the Lord of Paranoia.
Walking out of your room, your bare feet padded along the marble floor. Your pajama pants kept your legs warm, but the cold floor sent chills through your feet. It reminded you of the danger that the ministry reinforced for staying in after curfew. But you weren't scared of the ghouls.
Especially not when you held a soft spot for one of them.
~Dewdrop~
He had smelled your fear before you woke up, not being able to ignore the way you seemed to suffocate in panic. He slinked out of his room and the ghoul's wing, creeping around the ministry, looking for you from deep shadows in corners. And when he finally found you, he watched you take deep breaths in through your nose and out through your mouth.
Your eyes scanned decorations, looking for a distraction. But it wasn't hard for them to catch on one you certainly hadn't seen before. Glowing yellow eyes in the corner of a display case.
You felt it wash over you; his reassuring warmth. You sighed softly, holding out your hand, "Dewdrop."
He walked out of the darkness with short steps, and then he finally came into view, mask having been stripped from his face, dark purple hues under his eyes and his long, blonde hair flowing off his shoulders, tangled in few placed. He only had pjama pants on, but you knew by how worn out he was that it wasn't on purpose.
"You're scared," he said, soon standing in front of you. He only stared at you, tilting his head, "You have nothing to be afraid of here, I hope you know that."
You smiled up at him in a way that was meant to reassure him, but you could tell he didn't feel reassured at all.
"I just had a nightmare, I needed to take a walk to clear my head, alright?" you looked up at him with softened eyes, "Go back to sleep, you look so exhausted."
Dewdrop's hand moved to yours so fast you almost didn't believe it happened. The glow of his eyes had intensified in that moment, radiating light that gave his eyelashes shadows.
"Only- Only if you come to bed with me," he murmered, slipping his nimble fingers around your other wrist and pressing both of your hands to his chest.
The ghoul shivered at the contrast of your cold fingertips against his warm chest. Rain was right about it being a cold night. But as he expected you to say no to the words that were so bold from him, you just nodded.
You could definitely go for some snuggles.
~Aether~
He felt the presence of you as you walked past the ghoul's wing. What could you possibly be doing so late? Especially around here?
He threw the blankets off of himself fast, tugging a long sleeve on and rushing out of his door. It closed with a creak, but he didn't care about the noise echoing through the hall. Something had to be wrong and he was determined to figure out.
You barely even noticed where you were going though, still trying to shake off the feeling of your dream. The ministry was probably the single handedly most creepiest place you'd ever roamed at night, but it was the most relaxing.
Well, until you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist, and a second closing around your mouth. Most likely to muffle your screaming, which it did. You were pulled back into a strong chest and you wanted to cry for a moment before you looked up.
And staring down at you was his soft yellow eyes. "Aether..." you said, still muffled. He let it down and slinked his second arm around your waist with the other. "You scared the living hell out of me."
"You scared me worse," he spoke, kissing along your jawline, "You shouldn't be walking alone this late. I'm so glad it was me that scared you instead of someone else..."
You knew the other ghouls would never hurt you - Aether would eat them alive for it. But he never stopped worrying about your safety.
"I just had a nightmare, I.. I couldn't fall back asleep."
Aether hummed, hands caressing your waist in a way that was only loving. His nose was brushing your cheek softly as his lips pressed softly to the skin on your jaw. His tailed ran up and down your calf, tickling your skin and making you smile.
You knew what he was doing, all his touches. They distracted you, made your mind fuzzy with love. And that's how he wanted it to be. Hazey and broken away from your nightmare.
You sighed softly, letting yourself relax into him.
~Rain~
You had decided to sit by the window seat, watching the fog drift across the grassy patch of land that bled into the forest. It was calming to you, but you couldn't shake the images of whatever that thing was staring you down.
You knew your heart was still thrumming, and you knew that it was about time you should go back to your room, stay safe from the dangers of the night. But you didn't want to. You didn't wanna lie awake for hours, occasionally babbling to yourself about being strong just to pull your covers higher at the sound of a branch hitting the wall.
Cowering in fear was extremely boring, but looking out a window was soothing, whether it was boring or not.
"Love?" a soft voice called out from behind you. You jumped in your skin, turning and placing one foot down on the cold marble.
But when Rain stepped out into the soft moonlight, opening his eyes, you downcast your own.
"You had a nightmare again?" He asked, standing near you, close enough to where his socks were in your line of sight. A gust of wind rattled the windowpane behind you, the chill hitting the back of your neck.
You looked up slowly, once glancing at his slender hands before looking up to see him, his droopy hair and curved horns presented to you. You gave him a faked smile, "No, just felt restless."
Rain furrowed his eyebrows, stepping up to you and curling his hand under your chin, forcing you to keep looking up at him.
"Please don't lie to me," he whispered, pressing his forehead down to yours, "I told you that you were welcome in my bed to help with your night terrors."
"I just.. I don't wanna keep waking you up like last time-"
"I don't care about last time, please," Rain whispered, pressing his lips to yours, "Please just stay with me from now on."
You captured his lips in a kiss again, reaching up pressing your hand to the back of his neck, you brought him closer to you. It was sweet and consuming, soft lip to lip contact as if you'd break him if you kissed too hard. Leaving the kiss for a moment, you murmured, "Fine, but I don't wanna leave this moment yet."
And you pressed yourself right back into him.
~Swiss~
Swiss was rushing through his door before you even had woken up, feeling the panic of your own nightmare rush through him. By the time he skided to a halt by your door though, he didn't feel you inside, he smelled the fresh scent of where you once were.
And there he began to follow your trail, leading up to one of the practice rooms. He'd watched you sneak in there multiple times after you two started seeing each other, sitting in the back row and keeping your eyes on Swiss the whole practice. None of the other ghouls said anything to Papa, they wouldn't take that away from the multi-ghoul. But it must've become a comfort spot.
And it had. You curled up in the same seat you always did, but you brought your knees to your chest, pressing yourself together and you swallowed hard. The darkness was eating at you - maybe a walk wasn't a good idea. But you needed to get out of that bed, out of your room.
As you finally relaxed, chewing on the skin of your bottom lip, the darkness settled in once more and you felt the distinct chill of someone watching you.
Turning your head slowly, you'd begun to hope you saw nothing. You weren't in the mood; you were terrified and missed your big ghoul more than the world. But you felt the chill decrease and the eyes on you started to feel more comforting. Home settled in, a feeling you only felt with him.
You saw it, his eyes in the dark, wide and waiting for the lock of yours.
"Sw.. Swiss?" you called through the dark room.
There was shuffling within the minute, nearing you with quick strides. Swiss' figure became more prominent as he neared you, sitting down next to your balled form with a calming aura.
He seemed like he knew something was off - his cheerful demeanor was gone, like it never existed. And when he placed a hand on your knee, your heart broke. You just really wanted to feel safe, and in your bedroom, you hadn't. But Swiss was safe.
"Let it out, baby girl, tell me what's wrong," his gruff voice soothed you and his calloused fingers drifted across your pjama pants, index finger rubbing circled on your knee.
And you did as he said. You let it out.
~Mountain~
Primo's garden was a place that you had always gone to cool off. Sure it was chilly that night, gusts of winds blowing against you roughly, but the plants were gorgeous. Especially the flowers, which were maybe the prettiest ones you'd ever seen; all different colors and all different shapes. And they were vibrant, almost like they wanted to glow but couldn't. And compared to the feeling of the dark ministry, you felt completely and utterly safe here.
And you would've stayed in this garden, looking at all of Primo's plants and flowers, if you hadn't felt a light prick on your face. Not a hurting prick, but that's the only way you could've ever described it.
Then another. And faster than you'd ever felt the weather pick up, you felt a dozen more on your arms.
Raining. It was raining, and you were stuck out in it. What a great idea this was, Y/n.
You quickly hurried through the garden, twists and turns, all prolonging your time in the rain. Vines curled through tresses, through the lenses of fear, they were trying to reach you and hold you there in the cold rain. You felt your hair flatten to your head, clothes sticking to your skin like wet paper. Only you could get stuck in downpour at midnight.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" you groaned out, almost slipping on a wet stone before you hopped up onto the stairs leading to a door to the ministry. You shook your head in annoyance, looking at how happy the plants were out there. In that moment, you wished you felt like them, so excited to feel the rain pour against them. But now you were soaked and freezing.
You stepped inside tracking in water from.. well, everything - your clothes, your hair, your feet. Everything worked together to possibly get you in trouble.
What freaked out the most though was the rushing of feet, before the sound stopped and two glowing eyes looked at you. "You are soaked."
You definitely knew that voice, and you instantly started walking towards it with the world largest frown on your face. You wished Mountain hadn't found you like this, and you sorta wished you had just stayed in your room and attempted to count sheep. Cause now he wouldn't get sleep as long as you didn't.
His sharp features came into view, lips also curled downwards in a saddened look, eyebrows knit together, curtain bangs messily falling down the sides of his face.
"Flower, what were you doing out there? It's so late," he whispered, holding your waist and pressing his lips to your forehead.
Mountain's hand smoothed out your wet hair, shaking his fingers and flinging water everywhere. "Ju-Just not t-tired," you said, not realizing you were chattering till you had finished speaking.
Mountain made a clicking noise with this tongue, and the next moment felt like a blur as he spontaneously picked you off your feet and into his arms.
His chest was bare and his skin was hot, so hot. It felt like he was defrosting you in his arms. You snuggled closer against him, almost trying to get under his skin so you could feel his warmth.
Your ghoul walked confidently through the halls, long strides towards his room. You could tell by the way the wall decorations ended and blended into darker stone, wooden doors only stained a darker tone that you were being taken to his room. You could never complain though - it always smelt nice.
He turned to open a door, setting you down once you were inside. It made you feel even worse dripping onto his floors than the marble, but he didn't seem to give a care in the world as he hurriedly rummaged through his closet, snagging something off a hangar and snatching something off a shelf.
Carelessly throwing the clothes onto his bed, the large ghoul's hands got to work. You would've offered to change yourself, as it was your own body, but Mountain eagerly took the job to strip you of your wet clothes, leaving them in a small, soaked pile near the door.
As he dressed you up like a doll, you looked at your lover intently. He was gorgeous, and he looked so cute when he was focused on something, even a little task like dressing his airhead girlfriend up after she went outside and got soaked.
"L- Lo- ove you, Mount- tain," you chittered, watching as he struggled to fit his too-large-pantleg over your feet. You managed to slip through, but the only thing that kept the pants on was a drawstring you decided to tie, the excess fabric basically pooling at your ankles.
He tugged his shirt over you, happy with the way his scent encased your body, "Oh I love you so much more flower."
Mountain kissed you on your nose, snatching you by your waist and dragging you into his bed. Slipping into a heavy blanket, your ghoul wrapped himself around you. And it was like your body melted.
His tail curved against your leg, arms tightly caging you against his chest, and his chest rumbled with a purr. And you felt it hit you, the exhaustion. You could go for this more often.
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ghostiando um pouquinho, sabe :)
Sodo esquentando um cafézin pro Rain
#my art#nameless ghouls#dewdrop ghoul#sodo ghoul#ghost#the band ghost#sodo ghost#ghost fanart#fluff#rain ghoul#rain ghost
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Flowers - Rain (The Band Ghost) x Reader Fluff Imagine
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
Hiya! If you like this and want to see more Ghost content, please give it a heart so I can take on feedback. This oneshot is written from the canon lore perspective, not that of our universe with the band and the (technically unmasked) members <3
Reader's Pronouns: Unspecified but typically more feminine descriptions.
Prompt: 'You got me flowers?'
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
You and Rain were always very close, following each other around on tour like lost puppy dogs. All the ghouls, and even Papa, knew that you two were practically inseparable. There was just something in the way he acted around you, so gentle and caring and yet not afraid to mess around either. All of the Ghouls called you ‘Sister’ except for the shy Rain, who opted for your real name, ‘(Y/N)’, instead. Papa was always an adamant creature of habit and in the beginning, would scold Rain for doing so, but as time passed, he realised it was simply not worth the fight. Rain was more apprehensive than his ghoul brethren, most attributing it to his element of water. For this reason, Papa decided against enforcing the rule as Rain’s outward happiness was a less than common occurrence.
You loved that ghoul so much, hence why you found yourself standing a few metres from stage, a bouquet of off-white roses and a bottle of water at your side. Knowing that he would be tired, thirsty and a bit doubtful of himself after the performance, you had purchased a few items to hopefully cheer him up. Performing so brilliantly was a tiring act after all.
The familiar tune of Square Hammer was one you knew all too well. One of your favourites, right after Cirice. The crowd had erupted into wild and feverish cheers, seemingly just as excited and bliss-filled as you. Square Hammer was always their ending song, perfect for sending off the night’s ritual, or ‘concert’ as the outsiders knew it. Your heart swelled with pride at the sight of Rain, bouncing on stage with his bass secured in his hands. He was in the same position as always, directly in front of Mountain on the stairs. Most of the Ghouls were known for being extremely active on stage, especially Dew, who loved interacting with people. But not Rain. He kept, instead, to his comforting little spot, knowing Mountain was watching over him.
Though, you couldn’t deny that the new masks that Papa and the rest of the Clergy had implemented were giving him the needed boost of confidence to rock out on stage.
‘Thank you everybody’ Papa called out, addressing the audience of the ritual. Another successful ritual, done and dusted. Sister Imperator would be happy to hear about the following we amassed recently. As the group took their bows, you felt a smile creep up your face. Guitar picks were being tossed out, the fans always loved that. Your following had to be one of the kindest and you all were so lucky to have them.
A few moments had passed before the crew began to wrap up, one by one, each Ghoul and Ghoulette coming off into the side pits of the stage to meet you. It was always in the same order, Papa, Aether, Dewdrop, Sunshine, Cirrus, Mountain, Cumulus, Swiss and finally, Rain.
‘Great job out there guys. Killed it, like always’ You cheered, giving Aether a fist bump as he passed by. The freezing metal rings on his hand caused your skin to jump at the touch.
‘Thank you, Sister’ Papa acknowledged before disappearing behind a set of black, crushed velvet curtains. As soon as Rain caught sight of you, he rushed over, setting aside his bass in the instrument rack.
‘(Y/N)’ he chirped, correcting himself with a cough, ‘Sister…’ His gaze drifted from your stunning face to the bouquet held limply in your arms. ‘Why do you have a bouquet?’
You extended your offerings of water and roses, praying to Lucifer that he would like it. You knew exactly what type of roses were his favourite, that being white English roses. He claimed they smelt the best. ‘I knew you’d be tired and thirsty, as for the roses… it’s just because you did an amazing job’
Even under his mask, you could watch his face melt as he took the flowers ever so gently from your hands. ‘You got me flowers?’ He cooed. ‘Mhmm’ you gave a cheerful nod. Without another word, he embraced your soft, small body in an iron hug, your body overwhelmed with warmth. Rain tilted his head down to place the softest kiss upon the crown of your head. When he broke away, he tucked the flowers behind his arm and consumed the whole bottle of water on the spot. ‘Thank you, Darling’
It must have been the sheer excitement that had prompted it because Rain almost instantly transformed back to his regular state, his leathery tail spade sticking out and all. You couldn’t help but give him a coy giggle.
‘Rainy~’ Dewdrop teased, ‘You got a problem there. Try to keep it in your pants'
Aether was less enthusiastic about his transformation. Rain was the youngest by a few years and, at times, often took a lot from the older Ghouls. ‘Rain, come on. Hold off until we’re off venue’. You knew Rain was loved by all of his ghoulish brothers and sisters, and that Aether was just trying to protect him from getting spotted by a fan. He bashfully nodded and in a flash, reverted back to his performing state, mimicking that of a human, like you.
'Sorry' He mumbled shyly. You wished he never had to apologise for being himself.
'It's alright Rain. I'm really happy you like them' You bubbled, blush rising to your cheeks.
There would be lots of cuddles in store for you later.
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
#rain ghoul#nameless ghouls#rain x reader#aether ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#the band ghost#ghost#cardinal copia#papa iv#fluff#x reader#oneshot
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Quiet Time (Nameless Ghouls)
Summary: Concerts are fun. But they can be mentally as well as physically draining; especially for the ghouls. After one particular concert, Y/n finds herself needing a little TLC but she wasn't alone and she finds a new connection with her ghoul pack.
Pairing: Mainly Rain x Mountain x Ghoul!Reader with a sprinkle of Swiss, Dew, and Phantom at the end.
Triggers: Fluff
Prompt: A request by anon! I hope you see this and enjoy it! <3 Thank you for the request! Sorry it took so long to write out!
Follow My Workshop!
The door to the tour bus clicked closed behind her; drowning out the sounds of loud voices beyond and she sagged in relief against it. The last concert of their tour was epic; as it normally was. The rush of being on stage in front of thousands of people and doing what you love never got old. It was always so much fun for her especially when she got to watch the fanatical antics of the front ghouls like Dew, Rain, and Phantom.
While Y/n was a Multi-ghoul like Swiss and didn't often go to the front of the stage she still enjoyed herself on her little stage while playing little games with the cheeky Swiss. But it was draining. Oh, so very draining in the end after the adrenaline rush wore off.
Unlike most of her ghoul packmates, Y/n enjoyed the more quiet side of things. After the guests had left and the stage taken down, packed up, and free time on their hands; she was always the first to go straight back to the tour bus for some peace.
It wasn't that Y/n was anti-social. That was absolutely impossible to be in her line of work. But concert after concert really did a number on her mind as much as it did physically and unlike Swiss, Dew, and Phantom who were out having fun and partying at a local club or whatever with the Ghoulettes, the female Multi-ghoul found her time better spent recuperating on the bus.
The soft click of her mask hit the countertop as she placed it down with a tired sigh and shook out her hair - allowing it to be all crazy-like in her face. But the sigh of relief she let out was more of letting her ears, tail, and horns breath than anything else now that she was in the comfort and privacy of the tour bus. It was silent besides the soft thrum of the air conditioning onboard so she shucked off her suspenders, her boots, and her shirt - leaving her in the semi-comfort of her tight pants and tanktop she wore beneath as she flopped herself back first onto the sofa and threw her arm over her eyes.
But her peace was soon coming to a close when she heard the door to the bus open. She lifted her arm slightly to peer over to see the towering figure of Mountain coming down the isle towards her trailed behind by Rain. Her lips quirked slightly as she rested her arm over her eyes again.
"I thought you guys would have tagged along with the others." she mumbled; not looking up as her legs were lifted up off the couch only to be replaced on someone's lap.
"They're too loud. I don't have the energy to match them." Rain grumbled slumping back against the couch as he idly rubbed her calves.
Y/n snorted and dropped her arm to look at him with a slight smile. "Oh trust me, I get it." she replied.
"We aren't disturbing you are we, blossom?" Mountain as her as he took of his helmet and boots to dump on the floor by the couch.
"Of course not." she shook her head. "I know you guys aren't exactly social when it comes to the end of tour." she replied while giving a single shoulder shrug.
"Hmm." the gentle giant headed for the kitchenette and began rummaging through the cubbards. "Tea?"
"Oh my god that'd sound great!"
"So does a shower." Rain grumbled to himself as he chucked his helmet and glamor.
But instead of going to shower he tipped sideways to lay across Y/n's side while hugging her legs in his position. The ghoulette purred and sank her fingers into his thick dark hair; scratching gently at his scalp eliciting a purr in return from the Water ghoul as his tail curled around hers.
When the tea was finally done Mountain walked over to set the cups down before slipping beneath the female so that she rested halfway into his lap. The mug was warm on her palms as she wrapped her hands around the offered cup and she sighed contently.
See this was more of the life; the downtime to just be present and enjoy a warm cup of tea in the quiet time. It wasn't as if she wouldn't get the time when back at the Abbey but it just hit a little different being able to do this after a long tour.
"I swear if Dewdrop or Swiss comes back on this bus with a girl I'm sleeping on the top of the bus tonight. I will not be kept awake all night listening to them fuck." Rain commented breaking the silence and his cheek vibrated with laughter as it left Y/n
"I second that motion. Hell, we might as well get our camp ready because when does Dew ever not come back with some ass?" she added taking a sip of her tea.
"Sometimes I wonder if he and Swiss have a bet going on to see who could bring in the most girls." Mountain added as he idly rested his cheek against Y/n head.
Finally, Rain moved from the pile and stretched as he sat up. "I don't know about you but I'm grabbing a shower before Phantom steals it and hogs it for an hour!" he said as he finished off his mug of tea.
"Shit, you're right. Damn, only if the shower here was bigger for more than one person." Y/n grumbled adjusting herself against Mountain as Rain stood up.
The water ghoul smiled slightly and bopped her on the nose. "I promise you can shower with me anytime when we get back home."
"Of course! You have the biggest shower in the whole Abbey." Y/n snickered and ducked her head against Mountain's shoulder when the Water ghoul swiped at her playfully before going down the bus towards the bunks to grab a change of clothes.
"I can't wait to get home. I miss my garden." Mountain mumbled closing his eyes as he leaned his head against the back.
"Aw, well I'm sure Sister Maddie is taking good care of it for you in your absence." Y/n gave his waist a squeeze before narrowing her eyes playfully at him. "Speaking of. What's going on with you and Sister Maddie?" her brows jumped on her forehead playfully.
"Nothing is going on." Mountain's cheeks flushed a bit even when he defiantly stared down at her.
"He's going to ask her out when we get back!" Rain called with a grin before he disappeared into the shower; narrowly missing the flying boot Mountain chucked at him.
"Aw, well that's sweet!" Y/n grinned turning her attention to the Earth ghoul.
"Whatever." he muttered with a huff and turned his head away.
The gentle banter came to a screeching halt when the doors to the tour bus banged open and the loudness of voices echoed into the interior as 3 rather loud and probably drunk ghouls came stumbling in bickering with each other.
Y/n and Mountain shared an exasperated look between each other before a weight dropped ontop of the girl getting the air knocked out of her.
"Y/n!!!! Tell Dew to stop being such a dick!" Phantom whined as he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face into her stomach.
She sagged with a groan and shot her gaze across the room at Swiss and Dew. "What the hell did you guys do?"
"Hey! Don't take sides before you hear the story!" Swiss held his hands up in defense.
"I'm not. You know what? I don't give a fuck. You disturbed our peace." she stuck her nose in the air with a sniff.
"Aw, you telling us you don't want us around no more?" Dew cocked his head and leaned against the countertop before suddenly launching himself across the room and jumping ontop of Phantom who screeched like bloody murder and began struggling indigently with Dewdrop.
"Oi!" Y/n wiggled her way from beneath the wrestling males and stood up with a huff.
"God you guys are impossible sometimes." she crossed her arms before looking over towards Swiss. "Ya'll want some tea?"
"Fuck no! I don't know how you drink that shit." Dew stopped attacking Phantom long enough to bark at her.
"I was thinking something stronger like...whiskey?" Swiss looked hopeful and Y/n rolled her eyes.
"Hot cocoa it is then. Go sit down you annoying idiots and stop using Mountain as a wrestling mat." she pointed a finger at them all and then headed for the kitchen.
Mountain noped out of there real quick as he stood from the couch and began grabbing the empty mugs he, Y/n, and Rain had been using earlier to wash them out while Y/n made the other three some cocoa.
While the other three were preoccupied Mountain reached into the cupboard above Y/n head and pulled out a little glass bottle with some kind of green powder in it and gave her a wink. She eyed it a moment before snickering under her breath.
Once the hot cocoa was done she gave a small scoop of the powder into each cup and stirred. It was a herb Mountain had dried and ground into a powder that would aid in calming them down. Not so much as a sleep aid but it worked wonders when they got so excited; certainly helped calm them down a bit.
With Mountain's help, she handed out the mugs, making sure the goofballs wouldn't spill it before taking her seat in between Phantom and Dew on the couch while Mountain took sit spot on the opposite couch. Rain came out to join them once he was done with the shower and paused in the doorway with a smirk on his face as he noticed Phantom snoozing on Y/n's shoulder, Dew full out draped across her lap like a cat with an empty mug hanging from his fingertips nearly touching the floor, and a Swiss who was barely managing to keep his eyes open but his head was bobbing as he fought off sleep.
The water ghoul gave Mountain a thumbs up before plopping himself down beside the large ghoul to curl up against his side while he scrolled through his phone. A little while later the door opened again and Copia came stumbling in looking haggard; pausing on the threshold to stare at the pile of ghouls on the couches and smiling slightly at the sight.
Y/n who was half asleep herself peeked an eye open and returned his smile with a sleepy one of her own. Shrugging the singer shucked off his shoes and his sparkly jacket before dumping his ass onto the couch with Mountain and Rain; eliciting a purr from the sleepy Rain as he readjusted himself to cuddle against Copia.
Y/n looked around at the piles of bodies and smiled to herself as she rested her cheek on top of Phantom's head and nuzzled into his hair a bit as she sighed. Content to let the silence of the room and the warmth of the bodies around her lull her into a comfortable sleep; this was what she looked forward to most on tour - the quiet time after a long tour to just bask in the presence of her favorite people.
#ghost#ghost ghouls#ghost band#nameless ghouls#ghost fandom#the band ghost#ghost the band#rain ghoul x reader#mountain x reader#ghouls#fluff
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I dont have a title for this yet but @iamthecomet is the reason for this idea that popped into my head. It's short and sweet Raindrop moment.
Dew secretly plays the piano. And none of the pack has found out he knows how to play one. He found one in one of the abandoned practice rooms he had to clean up as a punishment since he accidentally set Ifrit's pants on fire when Mist was trying to teach him how to sew. Sewing is frustrating okay! Sue him. He’s just a ghoul!
Dew spent time fixing the piano up to par. And once he was done fixing it he played it all the time when he had the free chance to do so. It relaxed him a lot. Helped him escape from the world. Currently he was teaching himself Masterpiece by Motionless In White singing softly along when someone put their hand on his shoulder.
Dewdrop jumped, before swiftly spinning around and looking at who scared him. It was Rain who had a huge grin graced upon their lips. Dew’s ears pinned back, and he slightly bared his teeth at one of his partners.
“How long were you there for?” Dewdrop asked, eyes skirting around to see if anyone had followed Rain. The water ghoul chuckled, pulling Dew close by his belt loops to place a chaste kiss to the fire ghoul’s lips, before nuzzling against his neck.
“When you sang Another Life and then sang Eternally Yours.” Rain stated with a chuckle. Dewdrop felt his cheeks heat up in embarrassment.
“That long? Wh- Sorry if it sounded terrible. I'm not like Cirrus or Lulu when it comes to the piano.” Dewdrop huffed out, thinking Rain was teasing him.
“No, you aren’t like our girlfriends. They’re good at the electric ones. But you my little flame.. You are amazing at playing the grand piano. I could listen to you play and sing for hours.” Rain explained, brushing a stray silvery blue hair away from Dew’s face before gripping his pointed chin and pressing a hot kiss to Dewdrop’s lips. The smaller let out a small whine as Rain moved away.
“Play me some more songs, Little Flame? Rain asked, perching on a comfy chair. Dew nibbled at his lips and sat back down, breathing in and then out before playing more, letting himself get lost into the song he was playing for his lover.
Later, Dewdrop would reward Rain for listening to his song requests by getting on his knees for his watery boyfriend.
#the band ghost#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#Raindrop ship#short writing piece#more of a small headcanon?#fluff#amara writes
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