#anon**

-Kaylen

OH BUDDY IT SURE IS. I didn’t even get to go to any haunted houses this year. Is v sad. BUT THIS???? I CAN GLADLY GIVE MOUNTAIN SIN.

So, Mountain doesn’t have as big of a degradation kink as some of the other Ghouls (Swiss? Dewdrop? Hit them UP if you wanna fuckin’ cry.) HOWEVER, that being said-

-His own libido is surprisingly high, but he just doesn’t act on it often. He doesn’t seek out his fellow Ghouls or Siblings, figures he can just take care of it himself with his hand or a toy. But when his s/o comes into the picture? And their libido is just as high as his? Oh, buddy, it’s wonderful! 

-Morning romps where it’s slow and sweet? Yes. Quickies in the shower or while getting ready? You betcha. Before going on stage for a Ritual? Yeah buddy. At night? OH YEAH. He’s horrible and his libido is terrifying. 

-And even if he isn’t feeling up to it? He’ll gladly get his s/o off with his fingers (long drummer’s fingers are a blessing). He’ll get them begging and gasping and grinding in no time. -As for degradation, it’s... Light. He’s more likely to describe how you look rather than call you an outright slut or whore. For example:

-”Look at you, trying to get more of my cock in- who knew you would be so needy? It’s filthy, disgusting.” All while he’s practically draped over their back, so it’s whispered in their ear.

-Not degradation, but he’s also horrible, because he’ll send them a text earlier in the day detailing just what he plans on doing to them when they’re done with chores for the day. 

I'm EXTREMELY giddy and excited and still in awe that I'm dating such a wonderful, amazing, talented person. And I enjoy talking to them every night on call. And occasionally falling asleep together on call.

Oh my GOD I relate to the crushbeing skittish and not talking bc that was me in high school. Not the dark entity part, but some spooky things did happen… But hey, ur gettin’ a one-shot.I love YOU, anon. 

She is a light in the darkness of Nockfell; the calm in thestorm. Whenever Sal looked at her, he felt his worries just… Drift away. Shewas always so serene, always giving him a smile when she caught him looking(which was often). She didn’t talk much, not really; maybe a few words here orthere. She was kind, and caring- pure. But he also noticed the way they wouldlook over their shoulder often, or how they would jump when something appearedsuddenly.

That had him curious.

Which led to him inviting her over to study for their chemistryexam- and so that he could maybe see what’s bothering her so much. Maybe it wassomething at home?

“Okay, so, this formula makes no sense,” he broke thesilence, pushing back from the book with a sigh.

“I’m surprised you understand any of this, ‘cause I don’t,”she replied, shaking her head. She tensed up, glancing towards the door.

“Something wrong?” He asked, a brow raising behind theprosthetic.

She shook her head, flashing a nervous, too-bright smile. “No,no! I’m fine- it’s fine. I just… thought I heard something.”

“I mean, Addison Apartments is full of weird noises,” heteased, watching as she fidgeted with the edges of her sleeves. “Okay, no, what’sgoing on? What’s got you so tensed up?”

“It’s nothing, Sal! It’s just…” She trailed off, worryingher lip.

“Just…?”

“You’ll think I’m crazy.” She muttered, dragging a handthrough her hair. “I just… You ever get the feeling that you’re being watched?”

“All the time.”

That had her stilling, head tilting. “Really?”

“Oh, yeah,” Sal shrugged, closing his chemistry book. “LikeI said, Addison Apartments is weird.”

She hesitated, glancing around the room. “Okay… Well… Iprobably sound paranoid, but I just- I think… I might be… Being followed?” Sheshook her head, frowning. “It sounds weird, but like… It just feels like there’salways something watching me, just lurking beyond the corner.”

Sal frowned, arms crossing over his chest. “… Something? Notsomeone?”

“… Something.”

“Something.”

“I’ve… Seen it.”

“It?”

She pushed away from the table, rising to her feet. “It’slike, I don’t know. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s dark and bad and just… It’salways there, following me!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands into the air.

“How did it get attached to you?”

“Because I’m an idiot like most teens are and I played withthings I shouldn’t have.”

It took him a moment to let the information set in. “… Ithink I might be able to help.”

That had her pausing mid-stride, her brows furrowing. “How?”

“I know a thing or two about dark entities and getting ridof them.”

“Really? Oh, Sal- thank you. Thank you a million times over.”Her cheeks were rosy, and she had tears in her eyes, but her smile was bright-the brightest he’d seen. And man, did that have his stomach erupting into amillion butterflies.

Oh my god hello to you too, Anon.

COULD it be have been faked? Oh, definitely. Hollywood movie magic, babey. (Space may be the final frontier, but it's made in a Hollywood basement-). Now, as to whether I believe it WAS faked or not-

I'm split. Part of me believes it was, because the Great Space Race was just so wild and weird. Another part of me thinks no, it wasn't, because why.