forlorn_crows
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- Ghost (Sweden Band) (72)
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Truth be told, Aether loves kissing Dew. Could spend hours, afternoons, and evenings kissing him. He was hooked from the moment he tasted the trace of his pre-dinner cigarette and the too-expensive wine Aether treated him to on their first real date. Didn't help that Dew nearly swept him off his feet with that kiss alone—a cautious, testing-the-waters kiss that turned into something passionate and hungry. A why-didnt-we-do-this-sooner kiss. It was like Dew knew just what he liked, despite their mouths hardly meeting before then. Dew is a good kisser, so Aether doesn't think he should be blamed when he doesn't want to stop after just one or two.
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Desperate For Your Sweet Affliction by forlorn_crows for CarnivorousVoid
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
25 Aug 2025
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It’s lazy, warm, the way Dew touches him. Hands roaming across every inch of exposed skin, fingers brushing all the spots he loves. Easily working Rain up into a pliable, needy thing—more so than he already was. Dew’s fingers are like hard liquor, intoxicating him into wanting more and more.
“Need you.”
Dew says it simply, and the way Rain falls into him is just as easy. Scooting closer so those fingers can skirt under hems and slide against soft, hidden skin. It’s rare for either of them not to want it. Not to want each other.
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“Shit, baby—” Cumulus moans. Her legs twitch, feet popping up and hitting Aether’s shins as her thighs fight to press together. It stings, and there’s pressure like nothing else, pushing somewhere deep. Expanding until all there is is Aether; all the crackling ozone and heady musk draping itself around her and targeting precisely into that primal need to submit, to lie there and take.
But it’s good. It’s a pretty little switch in her brain that the big boys love to flip for her, and if she gets to cum hard and forget her name for a while, then being yanked from her slumber so Aether can have his way with her is worth it.
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Mountain can’t help the way his lip wobbles at that, and all at once the damn is ready to break. He sobs through a poorly-masked cough, smiling bitterly as he turns his head towards Dew. The earth ghoul reaches for one of Dew’s hands and holds it tightly until the tips of his own fingers blanch.
It wasn’t ever supposed to be like this, Mountain thinks. So much change in so little time. And just when he was getting used to it all, Perpetua appeared as some literal long-lost twin with an irreversible fate and a vision that wouldn’t budge. He’s still not used to it. He does everything he can to mask it for the new Papa, comply with his directions and play along—literally and figuratively. But deep down, he still wishes it were still Copia leading them each night.
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Cirrus sighs and fiddles with the hem of her sweatshirt—well, Cumulus’ sweatshirt that she hasn’t been able to take off for the last three days. It’s a long few minutes before she speaks again, and this time her voice is strained. “Her and I have so much fun touring, Rain. I didn’t think she’d just . . . not choose it, one day.”
Rain smooths along her shoulders, forcing them away from her ears. “It was surprising coming from Aether, too.”
The air ghoulette sniffs. “That’s not the same.”
“Isn’t it, though?” Rain hums, pulling Cirrus into his arms and resting his chin atop her head. He rubs his hands up and down her biceps, soothing. “Dew would think so.” He says it almost wistfully—it’s not argumentative; Rain hardly ever is with Cirrus. It’s more introspective, comforting. Something to remind her she isn’t alone in this flurry of chaos.
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see each chapter for pairing/kink/warnings! enjoy friends!
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08 Oct 2025
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The clergy organises a ritual for crops and fertility with earth and water ghouls, Mountain and Rain volunteer.
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- Part 5 of Ghostober 2025
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05 Oct 2025
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Mountain being breathtakingly beautiful while lying in the grass 🌿
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- Part 8 of NSFW Artwork
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23 Aug 2025
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"...If you want to impress me Aeon, you're going to have to do better than being a little shit. That doesn't work on me."
Aeon swallows. He's quiet for a moment—waiting to see if Dew really wants him to speak this time. Without instructions he's floundering. It's delicious. Dew wants to drown in this feeling, this power, the way Aeon crumples beneath him.
"What does?"
Dew tilts his head, considering. He clicks his tongue. Strokes his thumb along the sharp plane of Aeon's jaw. "Obedience."
Or: Aeon Fucks Dew's Boot.
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09 Jul 2025
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The den hums with music and heat. Rain dances like sin, Dew whispers like fire, and Phantom watches from the shadows, aching and uncertain. But want has a gravity all it's own, and what starts with a drink becomes a ritual, pinned between sea and fire, until they're completely undone.
In fewer words: Phantom is begging to be ruined; Rain and Dew are thrilled to oblige
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24 Jun 2025