So I had a thought, and your writing would capture this best in my opinion: Phantom coming back to the abbey, finding Aether, and proceeds to have the most Ghoultism conversation about his first tour and what he experienced. And he’s such a little cutie that he doesn’t stop him.
im sorry it took me ages whaaaaa :(
but im here! and thank you for considering me the best man for the job, hope i don't dissapoint hahahah
some ghautistic phantom rambles under the cut :)
Aether didn't exactly know what saying 'tell me everything' to Phantom would mean for him. He didn't expect him to literally tell him everything. He did feel a bit like complaining, at first, he had better things to do. Not to say he didn't absolutely adore Phantom or that he was ignorant or selfish. Not at all, quite the opposite. Aether just really had a lot of work.
But Phantom was so adorable, he was so excited to tell the older ghoul all the stories from tour. Aether couldn't just stop him, could he?
"People were throwing us so many plushies, there's so many on the bus and everyone has some for themselves and I even got a few bats!" Phantom ranted so fast he was nearly out of breath. "I love bats so much, Aether, how did they even know!?"
"I have no idea, kid, but I'm happy you got some gifts from the fans," he chuckled. Phantom was too adorable for his own good.
"They know our names too! And they gave us so many different things, a lot of bracelets with our names, flowers and I even got a letter! A LETTER, Aeth, just for me!" he beamed.
"I saw you also got some flags thrown onto the stage, yeah?" Aether prompted. He should've probably bite his tongue if he wanted to leave the common room in the next 24 hours but Phantom was just too cute.
"YEAH! There were those rainbow ones and the other colorful one, you taught me about them when I was first summoned. The colorful one is for the whole community some humans are in, right? When they don't really fuck with everyone, just specific people?"
"Something like that," Aether giggled. It was one way to put it, especially with how Phantom perceived things Topside.
"The other one was the blue, white and pink and I think that's the one people use when their junk doesn't match their head? Like Dew and Sunny, they'd be them too if they were humans, yeah?"
"Yes, kid, it's called being transgender, for humans."
"Yes! People were so happy when we picked them up, Swiss too, I think it meant a lot to them. I think a lot of our fans are colorful humans, don't you think?" Phantom asked and actually paused for a second. Not a rhetorical question, then.
"I don't just think so, I know it. I used to check the internet a lot, the thing on your phone that you don't like. They say a lot of nice stuff about us all there, and yes, a lot of them are colorful, as you called it."
"'m happy I could make them feel... seen, then, you know? Swiss told me once their lives aren't really easy. That's sad," he pouted as he picked on a loose thread on his pant leg.
"That's true. But there's no reason for you to get sad now, kid. Tell me more, what else happened?" Phantom was not only a cutie, he was also really sensitive and Aether would much rather spend hours listening to his excited rambles than his sobbing.
"Oh, we visited so many fun places! The girls took a lot of pictures, they should show you! World is so big and there's so many different things in it, it was so exciting, Aether!"
"Oh, believe me, I know. Terzo loved travelling, when we toured with him there was no way to sneak out of a mandatory sightseeing in every city we got to. It was more tiring than playing itself. Mountain always ended up with Dew half asleep on his back on our way back to the hotel or a bus," it was true, the only thing that could've saved them from Terzo's traveling hunger was him himself being dead exhausted. Didn't happen often.
"Must've been fun! But yeah all of that was really tiring, we all napped when we could, even if for a moment. It's good you taught me all the basics of quintessence, I was helping everyone with their pains and when Dew couldn't sleep!"
"I'm proud of you, kid. I'm glad you liked touring and had so much fun," Aether sighed. He really was, even if he missed it already himself.
Nothing is worse than the frustration of not being able to articulate/artistically express an idea in your head like HELLO?! THIS FILLS ME WITH BONE SHAKING EMOTION WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CANT SHARE THAT SOMEHOW
Dew, watching Aeon run around outside: "Aw, someone has the zoomies."
Aeon, tripping: -falling and tumbling down a hill towards the lake-
Rain, from beside him: "Aw, someone is going to need to go to the infirmary-"
Dew: "Everything is shit and the world is fucked!"
Rain, sliding Dew some snacks: "Mm-hm."
Dew, eating, instantly feeling better: "Oh. Oh I was hungry. Thank you, Rain."
Dew, later, frustrated: "AUGH!"
Rain, patting the couch: "Lil' nap?"
Dew, getting cozy: -grumpy-
Rain: "Comfy?"
Dew, through gritted teeth: "Yes."
Dew, upset, on the verge of tears: "Raaaiiiin~"
Rain, staring him down: "..."
Dew: "..."
Rain, raises an eyebrow: "..."
Dew, leaves and uses the bathroom, comes back: "..."
Rain, tilts head: "..."
Dew: "Are you a witch-"
hmm thinking of aether pulling a nasty quintosis on rain so he can spank him properly without rain squirming everywhere like a wet little worm. maybe there's a gag involved. strange thoughts strange thoughts
Dew, laying on the ground: "Huuuuggghhhh..."
Swiss, nudging him with his foot: "You okay?"
Dew: "Hhhhhnnnn..."
Swiss, crouching down: "You want some soup?"
Dew: "Hmmmm..."
Swiss, patting his back: "Gonna get some stew for my Dew."
Rain, confused: "How the Hell did you understand any of that?"
Swiss: "I didn't, I just followed the my dad's logic of, 'When in doubt, offer food.', and I know Dew can't pass up beef and potatoes."
Dew: "Hnn."
Swiss: "And buttered bread, yes, yes of course."
Dew: -contented chirp-
Rain: "...Can I have stew, too?"
Ahhh if its not too much to ask could we get a mountain/dew fic where Dew is too in his head and asks mountain to help? 🥺🥺
MY ANGEL I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME 102 YEARS TO GET TO!!!!
I hope this is ok and what you were looking for 🖤🖤🖤
Rope bondage and thigh fucking and boys being loving and soft under the cut 😘
Mountain clips the dead branch from one of the tiny trees in his room. He's not in here that often and he feels almost like a neglectful parent. He tends to the rest, pruning them, stroking over leaves with his magic in his fingers.
He glances at his bed, Dew is in the middle, has been for a while, bound tight with soft rope knotted along his body. He looks beautiful, the green rope against his skin, the slight sheen of sweat.
Mountain kneels beside the bed and squeezes Dew's fingers, testing his circulation.
"Still with me, little one?"
The blindfold over his eyes is wet from tears, he'd been sobbing when he had come to Mountain, overwhelmed and needing his mind silenced for him.
"'M here..."
"Good boy, Dewdrop." He slides two of his fingers under the ropes, testing their give. "Are you hurting anywhere?"
He shakes his head. "No Mount...s'good."
Mountain smiles at the slur in his words. Dew drops beautifully for him, he doesn't fight so hard to hold on when Mountain takes control, he trusts him deeply, knows him on a soul level and he wouldn't hesitate to lay his life in his hands.
Mountain takes it seriously, takes the trust Dew places on his shoulders like something to be treasured and protected.
He strokes his face and Dew leans into the touch, finally able to breathe steadily again. He'd been on the edge of panic, shaking and gasping, clinging to Mountain and begging 'please make it stop...'
Mountain kisses him softly, a gentle slide of his lips over the fire ghoul's, swallowing the sweet sigh Dew gifts him.
"I'm going to start untying the knots now, firefly. Nice and slow."
He works the knots free one at a time, his fingertips kissing Dew's warm skin. He's loose limbed and soft as Mountain moves. He drags his fingers over the grooves the ropes left in his skin and dips to lick along them.
Dew has been hard since the ropes touched his skin, not painfully, just full and warm.
"You're doing so good, Dew." He kisses his hip when he moves down to undo the knots around his legs.
Dew purrs quietly under the praise and Mountain can hear the way his heart speeds up. One thing about Dew that Mountain adores is his deep rooted need to just...be good. He fought it tooth and nail but once he was stripped of his armor, once he was laid bare and shaking, he was the sweetest, the best.
His submission had stunned Mountain at first. He'd always been soft and shy as a water ghoul but after the transition, something snapped and there were days Mountain could keep him on his knees for hours, could tie him down and do nothing more than talk and Dew would drift away to space.
The earth ghoul doesn't care to know how he spends his time with the others but for Mountain? He breaks into a thousand stunning pieces everytime.
"Almost done, sweetheart." He kisses his inner thigh.
When the last knot is free, Mountain squeezes up his legs, his hips, over his shoulders and Dew groans.
"Blindfold off or on, Dew?"
"On...little longer..."
"Do you want me to hold you?"
Dew's purr deepens and he nods. Mountain positions himself behind the little ghoul, pulling his back close and splaying his hand out across his chest.
"You're such a sweet boy for me, aren't you? Always listen so nicely." He kisses the back of Dews neck and nibbles at his skin. "You always make me so proud."
It doesn't matter how often he says the words, Dews reaction never changes. He gasps, a sharp inhale as if he'd been slapped, and then the tears come. He can feel Dew's breath hitch under his palm when he tries to hold back from crying.
"It's ok." He noses over his ear. "You can cry for me, baby."
And he does. Silently, his tears soaking into the fabric. He grinds back against Mountain, spreads his thighs until Mountain's cock is between them, pressed up to the underside of Dew's erection.
"Take what you need, Dew." The hand he has on Dews chest slides down over his piercings, catching against his palm but he doesn't pull them.
He rolls his hips, grinding along the length of Mountain. He shakes and pulls his lip between his teeth, a frustrated chitter in his throat.
"Need help, sweetheart? Need me to fuck your thighs until you cum?"
Dew nods, his head head still cloudy. "Please..."
Mountain thrusts between his legs, let's his heavy cock drag along Dew's slowly and as soft as he can manage.
The way Dew moves to meet him is hypnotic, Mountain loses himself in the curve of Dew's spine, in the way he clenches his thighs around the earth ghouls cock, his pretty lips puffy and blood red from the way his fangs bite them.
He's beautiful but it's more than that, it's the strength he carries, the fierce protective loyalty, the fire in his heart for the ones he loved...but it was also his softness. The way he cries, the way he wraps himself so fully around everyone seeking love like a flower seeks the sun.
Dew sobs his name and Mountain holds his hand, laces their fingers and brings it up to his lips.
"M-Mount-"
"I've got you, Dewdrop." He vows into his knuckles, speaks his promises into those beautiful fingers. "You can let go, baby."
Watching Dew fall apart is his favorite, he bares his throat and cries out, not caring who may be able to hear him. His cheeks are flushed and his chest rattles with how hard his heart beats.
Mountain almost hates the blindfold now that he can't see those tear bright eyes slowly coming back into focus.
His name whimpered in Dew's almost angelic voice makes him cum between Dew's legs, head ducked down to groan into his neck.
He undoes the blindfold and pulls it gently away from Dew's eyes. They are puffy and shiny and Mountain falls more in love everytime he looks into them.
Dew blinks slow and sleepy, focus returning in bits and pieces. Mountain keeps him in his arms, keeps kissing his hair and spilling praise against his ear.
Dew turns to face him, to press a kiss to his lips. He thanks him when his tongue slides across Mountain's, thanks him when he sucks his fangs and drags his fingers up near his horns.
Every pass of his lips, every trail he lays with shaking fingers, every reverent sigh just for Mountain's ears is thanks, is Dewdrop laying his heart at his feet and begging to be cared for.
"I-thank-"
Mountain presses a finger to his lips. He doesn't need the words. He doesn't need to hear it when Dew is still so soft in his arms, when those tear bright eyes meet his.
Dewdrop nods and inches closer, pressing his tear stained face up against Mountain's neck. He lets himself drift again, floating off in a hazy little bubble.
Mountain purrs beneath him, let's Dew slip away in his peacefully quiet mind. He'll keep him safe, keep him anchored and secure until he's ready to come back down.
25. "... You were right." "Say that again!" for Phantom/Bongwater Ghoul and Swiss pretty please :'3
Phantom was sick. That much was obvious, but the little ghoul was in deep denial about it. Swiss had shared a hotel room with him last night and spent the better half of the night trying to convince Phantom to rest, the shower could wait for another day, save his energy because he’ll need it for the show tomorrow. Phantom had just waved him off, saying he’s never felt better, despite him shivering so badly his teeth were chattering.
The next morning, very predictably, Phantom was worse. At breakfast Swiss watched him take small sips of water, trying to hold off gags as he sipped. He slept through lunch, hardly stumbled through practice, missing easy marks and making basic mistakes. The actual show wasn’t much better, Swiss kept a close eye on him, watching him sway unsteadily on his feet, hardly keeping up with each song.
Later that night, when they were back in a different hotel, Swiss had to bribe Rain to swap rooms with him, although it wasn’t much of a bribe, one mention of sharing with Dew and Rain was happy to swap. Phantom was still in denial about it, still trying to put on a brave face and convince Swiss he was fine, even though he was pale and clamy, Swiss could see the sticky sheen of sweat and dark purple circles under his eyes from the opposite side of the room.
Swiss is pulled out of a deep sleep by the covers of his bed rustling and something cold and clamy pressing up against him.
“I-wha-what? What is it?” Swiss rubs his eye with his fist, the sleep fog still clouding his mind.
Phantom squeaks and hiccups behind him, clinging harder to Swiss.
“Are you crying?” Swiss turns himself around onto his back, pulling the smaller ghoul onto his chest. Phantom sob, burying his face into Swiss neck.
“Oh, darling. What’s got you so worked up?” Swiss rubs at his back, feeling how sticky with sweat he is.
Theres a pause, Phantom hiccuping into his neck, taking a deep steadying breath.
“I- you- you were right.” He sobs.
Swiss feels a little taken back.
“Say that again?”
“You were right.” He sobs again. “I think I’m sick.”
“You think?” Swiss raises an eyebrow to him. “It’s not like I’ve been trying to tell you that for the last two days.”
Swiss feels Phantom stiffen and he lets out a pitiful whine.
“Im sorry, Swiss- I’m sorry- i didn’t-“
Swiss sits up, pulling Phantom into his lap.
“Oh, don’t be sorry, little star. You’ve got nothing to be sorry for.” He rocks them gently back and forth.
Phantom clings to Swiss’ neck, letting himself be rocked like a kit. Swiss continues rubbing at his back, one hand running through his hair. He feels himself calming slowly, the tears slowly stopping making their tracks down his face at Swiss’ gentle touch.
“That’s it, little star. Doing so well for me.” Swiss whispers into his hair, placing a kiss to Phantom’s sweaty hairline.
They sit like that for a while, with Swiss gently rocking Phantom in his arms, whispering comforting words to the smaller ghoul, until he starts shivering in Swiss’ arms.
Swiss presses the back of his hand to Phantom’s forehead, feeling his temperature.
“Are you cold, little one?” Swiss looks down at the ghoul, noting a slight blue tinge to his lips.
Phantom nods, resting his head on Swiss’ shoulder.
“Cant get warm.” He stutters, his teeth chattering. “Couldn’t sleep because I was so cold.”
Swiss hugs him tighter.
“Oh, little star. You should have said something sooner.”
Phantom shivers more, curling himself up smaller in Swiss’ arms.
“I didn’t- I’ve never- I’ve never been sick before.” He pauses in between shivers. “Not without my mother anyway.”
Swiss feels his heart breaking for the smaller ghoul, the stark reminder of how much younger the ghoul was in comparison to the others. Swiss knew he was brand new, never been summoned before, but he had no idea he’d never even left his family pack to find his own.
“Oh, darling.” Swiss holds him tighter, nosing along his hair, scenting him. “I’ve got you now, little star. Don’t worry about it, ill look after you.”
Phantom feels that tell-tale lump in his throat rise and tears well in his eyes again.
“I didn’t- I was scared, I didn’t want to be sick, tried so hard to ignore it- but- I-“
“Oh i know, darling, i know.” Swiss rocks him gently again. “I’ve got you though, hmm. I’ll look after you, little star, I’ve got you.”
A harsh shiver racks its way through Phantom’s body, making him shake in Swiss’ arms. Swiss lands one last kiss to Phantom’s forehead before moving to stand up, leaving Phantom buried under the covers.
“Let’s get you warmed up, hey? That sound good?”
Swiss doesn’t wait for a reply before rummaging through his suitcase, pulling out a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. He grabs the duvet from Phantom’s bed, spreading it over his own for extra warmth. He dresses Phantom in his hoodie and sweatpants as quickly as he can, wanted to get him as warm as he can. Phantom lets out a happy thrill, rubbing his face along the neckline.
“That nice, little one? Nice and warm?” Swiss asks, climbing back on bed, pulling Phantom back into his chest, pulling both duvets over them both. Phantom doesn’t reply, just lets out a deep purr, rubbing his face on Swiss’ chest.
“In the morning we’ll go to Mountain and get him to make one of his teas. Now, the medicinal ones taste like shit, just warning you, but they do make you feel better so its worth it.” Swiss runs a hand through Phantom’s hair, scratching at the base of his horns.
Phantom cling to Swiss, and despite the purr rumbling though his chest, and the many layers he had, he was sill shivering.
“You still cold, darling?”
Phantom nods against Swiss’ chest, his teeth still chattering.
“Okay, thats okay. Lets see what I can do about that.” Swiss taps into his fire element, feeling heat swirl under his skin. “Now, I’m no hot water bottle, unfortunately for us he’s with Rain and i fear trying to separate them will end in me getting bit, but ill do my best.”
Phantom giggles at him, clinging to him harder feeling the heat rolling off him in waves. He lets out a contented sigh in between purrs, and finally feels himself relax. He can’t help himself kneading at Swiss’ chest, finally feeling himself warm up, his eyes sipping closed falling into a comfortable sleep.