waywardsamaritan
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- Ghost (Sweden Band) (13)
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“Cirrus came and asked me what I did. Think she smelled me on you.” Alpha sounds proud.
Aeon scoffs. “What you did. That’s rich.” He chooses to ignore the smug undertone in Alpha’s voice, the barely-there implication that Aeon can’t handle himself around a ghoul as old as Alpha. He crosses his legs with a soft huff, and Alpha laughs at him.
“Oh, don’t blame her. She’s just watching out for the baby of the pack.” Alpha’s eyes gleam with something sharp and hungry. Something mean, quickly turning meaner. Aeon feels a flush of defensive anger percolate through him. He glances away, hoping to conceal it, trying to keep it off his face. When he glances back at Alpha, he sees him grinning.
So much for ignoring it.
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- Part 3 of waywardsamaritan's ghostober 2024
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dragged from the silence where you hide by waywardsamaritan
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
05 Oct 2024
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You’d have to be a special kind of fucked-up to moan at such a threat of violence- no, a promise- but that’s exactly what Aeon does. Swiss can feel the desperation pouring out of him, all syrupy. Aching for the hurt Swiss is about to give him, as much as the scared look in his eyes indicates the contrary.
Swiss laughs and pins him to the bed in one fell swoop. Aeon’s trapped beneath him before he can even moan about it, and Swiss is caging him in with his arms. He drags his nose along Aeon’s neck, groaning in displeasure at Dew’s scent lingering in his hairline. Aeon whimpers then, soft and pathetic.
“Hm,” Swiss pretends to think. Aeon watches him intently, mouth parted. That sickening combination of fear and excitement and love swirling behind his eyes. Swiss needs to drink it down until it finally poisons him.
“Seems you’ve forgotten who you belong to,” Swiss purrs lowly. Aeon whines at that- whether in protest or agreement, Swiss couldn’t say. “I think you need to be reminded.”
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- Part 2 of waywardsamaritan's ghostober 2024
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“There’s a good girl,” Rain hums appraisingly. Aurora has to bite back a moan at his tone- condescending yet enamoured. Her skin feels electric. “Spread ‘em.”
Aurora obliges eagerly, making sure to spread her knees wide to display both her rapidly hardening cock and her flexibility. She gazes coyly at Rain through her lashes, batting them once, twice.
“Fuck,” he bites out, eyebrows furrowing. “Good girl. Touch yourself for me.”
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- Part 1 of waywardsamaritan's ghostober 2024
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One day Aeon might understand how Rain can read him so effortlessly. Those deep shimmering eyes, soft and piercing at once, seem to know him inside and out. Strong hands pull him back from whatever precipice he finds himself on. Aeon leans into him, sighing in contentment at the press of Rain’s chest against his own. Too far gone and far too okay with it.
“You’re fuckin’ me so good, baby,” Rain purrs. “Su- hahh- such a good boy for me.” Words chosen specifically to shut Aeon’s brain off. It works.
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Aeon makes a new discovery. Rain is eager to partake. Companion to my previous fic, give and take.
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“What’re you-“ Rain starts, then interrupts himself with a desperate whine as Aeon makes another inexplicable movement that makes his toes curl and his cock throb. “What’re you doing?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Aeon says with a snort. “Not gonna fuckin’ tell you. Then you’d ask Aether to do it. Or Swiss.” Rain huffs in reluctant acknowledgement. He definitely would. He could see himself getting addicted to this feeling. Tied up from the inside, bound. Owned.
“Only I get to do this to you.”
(in which Aeon puts his quintessence to a new and exciting use)
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a slutty little love story about two ghouls on different wavelengths learning to hear each other. alternatively, this fic explores the challenges neurotypical and neurodivergent partnerships might encounter (and overcome).
this is primarily swiss & phantom, but there are references to others (generally comedic - i can't not meme). characterization by me and my best friend @mishakittens. swiss can do magic, rain is perpetually serving snatched-waist sub realness, and nothing fazes phantom.
six chapters total; updates weekly on fridays. thank you for reading.
♥ ♠
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25 Jul 2024
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Dripping With Alchemy by forlorn_crows for waywardsamaritan
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
15 Jul 2024
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“Wanna get inside,” Aether rasps with a stroke to both of their lengths. “Will you let me do that?”
Dew groans. “Yeah? How do you want me?”
“I want—fuck, sorry, not like that—” The quintessence ghoul fumbles with his words, tripping over the question he meant to ask.
“No? Then—”
“Something different.” His chest heaves in a shaky sigh. Then, another long, luxurious stroke that makes them throb against each other. “Not physical. Might be . . . weird.”
The fire ghoul rolls his hips and captures his mouth in a quick but dirty kiss. “I like weird,” he whispers, biting at Aether’s lower lip.
“Know it,” Aether mumbles back. “Might not be anything, though. D’you trust me?”
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15 Jul 2024
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The multi ghoul’s next moan is sinful; it’s a zing of hot arousal right to his cunt, and Rain barely has time to sink down to his knees before a warm body presses against his back, the culprit wrapping an arm around his waist and slapping a hand over his mouth.
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21 Jun 2024
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Dewdrop is struggling to come to terms with his unexpected feelings for the new quintessence ghoul when Phantom surprises him with a proposition. Phantom surprises him again with an even more insistent proposition on the bus later that night.
Or, Mountain is the band's resident gossip broker and he stumbles across an unanticipated goldmine for the group chat.
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20 Sep 2023
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“All yours,” Dew says sweetly, rubbing his face into Aeon’s hands like a cat. His voice goes all soft and breathy when he’s like this, eager to give. He has the loveliest voice when it isn’t being used to swear.
Aeon tilts Dew’s head curiously, like he’s examining a foreign specimen. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Dew entertains Aeon’s examining, neck going slack and pliable like a ragdoll. “All for you. You can use me.”
“Use you?” Aeon isn’t too sure about that. The word makes him feel a little uneasy—he shouldn’t be using Dewdrop. If anything, it should be him on that end, gratefully accepting everything and anything Dewdrop deigns to give. “Tell me how.”
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Aeon people pleases too close to the sun. Dew isn’t okay with that.
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05 Aug 2023