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Submitted for your approval; The Nameless Ghouls, as unhinged quotes from my friends (or me).
Aether: I have acquired my birth receipt! Y’all can return me now!
Cirrus: I WILL PEE ON EVERYTHING YOU LOVE
Dewdrop: I swear to Buddha the next person who dabs on me is getting a cambro to the face.
Swiss: If you name that Pokémon “Sportacus” I’m disowning you.
Sunny: *sobbing* I’m not a cinnamon roll! I’m fierce!
Mountain: *licks Aether* you taste like a cracker.
Cumulus: hey you know that Disney trip we just took? That pun was so bad I’m retroactively uninviting you from it.
Rain: *placing a hand on Dews head* when I snap, I won’t kill you. I’ll just add you to the collection ~
Phantom: Who stole my German dungeon porn?!
Aurora: *standing beside Mountain* your face might be too high for me to reach but your knees aren’t.
+Bonus Papas
Copia: BITCH THATS MY GOOD EYE!
Terzo: You FILTHY WHORE! Let me put the baby down and then tell me everything
Secondo: ….bold words for someone within biting distance….
Primo: Hey finally! *points at a Texas longhorn* Something more horny than Terzo!
Nihil: UNHAND MY THIN MINTS YOU THOT!
One Of Us (Halloween Special)
Pairing: Nameless Ghouls x GN!Reader
Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, poorly translated Italian
Summary: Halloween had fallen and you wanted to do something special. What’s better than dressing up for the occasion?
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You looked at yourself in the mirror as best as you could with your limited vision through the mask. Papa placed his hands on your shoulder as he stood behind you and gave you a smile. “Had I known better, you could pass as a Ghoul yourself, mio caro,” Papa said gently as he adjusted the steampunk helmet so it sat better and more comfortably.
You smiled and fidgeted with your fingers a bit. “I only have you to thank for this, Papa. Without you I wouldn’t have any of this,” You responded as you turned around and hugged him, the hug a little awkward at first because of the mask before you figured it out. Papa wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your helmet between your custom horns. “How could I say no to you?” He gave your back a few gentle pats as he let you hug him.
About a month ago you approached Papa while he was doing paperwork. The Ghouls were busy elsewhere within the Ministry and now was your only chance to bring up the brilliant idea for Halloween. When you arrived at his office you knocked the secret knock only you and him knew. “Come in, mio amato,” He answered. You opened the big doors and slid in, shutting them behind you and coming to sit in the chairs before Papa’s desk. “What can I do for you, il mio bambino?”
You heard Papa set his pen down against the desk as he shifted his attention to you. You looked into his eyes and cleared your throat. “Well, I wanted to ask something of you, Papa,” You started. He nodded for you to continue. “You see, Halloween is coming up in exactly a month and I’d like to celebrate it a bit,” You paused so Papa could speak if he wanted.
“What were you thinking, amato tesoro?” He asked. You smiled at the nickname and felt more confident about asking now. “I wanted to dress like the Ghouls for Halloween, Papa. Do you think that is possible at all?” Your leg started to bounce as a blush rose to your face. Papa smiled and nodded. “That is definitely possible. I’m going to make it possible. The Ghouls would fall for you even more, (Y/n),” He said before gathering details of what you had in mind and then setting up a time to get measurements for the outfit and helmet.
Two weeks later you were pulled back into Papa’s office to get measurements and you were nervous. Papa could sense it and didn’t leave your side as the designers got the measurements, talking to you the entire time and cracking jokes that made you laugh and made the designers huff. The designers eventually got the measurements they needed and estimated that the outfit and helmet would be done within at least six weeks. Papa counted in his head when that would be and nodded. “Thank you kindly, miei amici,” He said to the designers before they left, leaving you two alone. You stayed with Papa for a little while more as you discussed the final details you wanted for your helmet and outfit before leaving to continue your duties around the Ministry.
You had forgotten all about the costume (and it wasn’t intentional, those passing six weeks had been crazy for you) until Papa requested your presence in his office. When you stepped into his office and shut the door behind you he was standing behind his desk with a smile and his hands clasped together in front of him. “You called, Papa?” You asked as your head cocked to the side. "Sì, figlio mio,” Papa chirped as he reached under his desk and pulled a box up. He set it on his desk and patted the top of the box. “It’s here.”
A squeak escaped you as you came over to his desk eagerly, looking up at him. He opened the box and pulled out everything, laying them neatly on his desk as you watched with curious eyes. Once everything had been pulled out he moved the box aside. “There’s a bathroom behind me, go try it on! I can’t wait to see it, mio caro,” Papa ushered and you giggled, scooping up everything and rushing to try it on.
You had a decent amount of knowledge on how to dress up in the Ghouls’ concert outfits since you’ve watched and helped them before so when you came out after a few minutes Papa was shocked at first. When he saw you all dressed up, however, the shock melted away and was replaced with a warm, kind smile.
“Well, how do I look?” You had asked as you fidgeted with your fingers. Papa came over to you and you looked up to meet his eyes. “Just like a Ghoul,” He said. Beneath the mask, you smiled and you knew Papa couldn’t see it because of the balaclava so you pulled it down to show him your toothy smile. “The Ghouls are going to love it.”
And now, as you hugged Papa you let the memory fade into the dark once more to focus on the present. Papa pulled back from the hug and you did too. “Go on, go show your Ghouls. I would like to hear the details once everything is over,” Papa told you before patting your back once more. “Yes, Papa!” You chirped before leaving to go to the Ghoul’s den.
You made it to the Ghoul’s den quickly and slipped inside through the big doors, pulling them shut behind you and feeling something brush against your hand as you closed them. You grabbed whatever it was and pulled it in front of you as a stupid grin snuck onto your face. It was a tail. You could only assume Papa snuck in the tiny detail and you silently thanked him for it, personally thinking it was a nice touch.
Letting go of the tail you made your way down the hall and to the common room, peeking in and seeing your five Ghouls all sitting on the couch with their eyes glued to the TV screen with masks off and in comfy clothes. You pushed out any intrusive thoughts that might’ve been there along with fear and worry and readied yourself. You came into the room with your hands behind your back and posture straight with your head held a bit higher than normal. “Aww, how cute is it to see all five of you here in this one space? You didn’t even notice my entrance, did you?”
The moment those words left your mouth all eyes were on you instantly. You knew they didn’t recognize you at first because they all stiffened and Dewdrop bared his teeth with a slight snarl. You didn’t let your posture falter at that, bringing your hands to your sides as you tsked at him. You calmly made your way over to him, reaching him and using the fact that he was sitting to his advantage.
Standing over him you lowered your head just a bit to gaze down at your fiery Ghoul. “Now now, Dewdrop, that’s not the way to greet a lover, is it?” Rain was the first one to catch on and when he did he smiled and climbed over Mountain and Swiss to get into your view. Dewdrop bared his teeth once more and snapped in your direction before seeing Rain eagerly make his way over.
You spared a glance at Rain before turning to face him. “Rainy… My good Ghoul, my precious Rainy,” You purred, reaching a hand out to the water Ghoul who eagerly met it with his head and let you pet his hair. Rain peered up at you as his tail thumped against the back of the couch. “Hi, (Y/n)!” He chirped happily.
At the sound of your name leaving Rain’s mouth the other four’s faces contorted into surprise before a delighted smile. “There’s no way that’s you, (Y/n),” Swiss said with a smile. You turned to him and let your hand fall from Rain’s head. You pulled the helmet off and the balaclava down too.
“Holy Lucy, it really is them,” Dewdrop mumbled, feeling an embarrassed blush creep up on him for his actions. Mountain looked you up and down before nodding with approval. “You had me convinced, little blossom,” The earth Ghoul said.
You grinned and chuckled. “Well? I didn’t get this just to trick you guys. Go on, check it out,” You invited as you pulled the balaclava back up and slipped the helmet on once more. The Ghouls didn’t hesitate to get up and examine you, highly intrigued by the addition of a tail to the pants.
The Ghouls asked questions and you happily answered them, explaining the process and how Papa played a big part in it as well. When the question of the motive behind this came up you hummed. “Humans celebrate a holiday on the last day of October called Halloween. It’s tradition to dress up in a costume as something you like. This is what I chose. I chose you guys.”
It was silent for a few moments before all five Ghouls erupted into a chorus of awws. Before you knew it you were on the couch in the middle of a cuddle pile and you enjoyed every moment of it. You listened to the happy purrs of your Ghouls and nestled further into the pile.
Hours had passed now and everyone had fallen asleep in the pile except for you and Dewdrop. “(Y/n)?” The fire Ghoul asked as quietly as he could. You looked at him. “Yeah?” You replied with the same level of quietness. Dewdrop blew a kiss to you, not wanting to disrupt the pile by moving. You smiled and caught it with your mouth. “Look at you, you really are our little Ghoul now, aren't you?” He commented with a lazy and happy smile as he started to fall asleep in his spot.
You wiggled your arm out and held your hand out to Dewdrop who happily took it in his own. “Yes, Dewy. And I always will be your guys’ little Ghoul,” You answered. Dewdrop nodded and got more comfortable before yawning and letting sleep overcome him, not letting your hand go as he slept.
Sighing happily you looked over the Ghouls before shutting your eyes and letting your head fall against the back of the couch. “Happy Halloween, my perfect Ghouls. I love you all so much.”
them ghouls! (x)
🏳️🌈Happy Pride Month🏳️🌈
Born to be
Zeph finds a certain fire ghoul in the kitchen. (post-transition)
Characters: Zephyr, Dewdrop Word count: 586
“Dew?” Zephyr walked into the kitchen, leaning heavily on their cane. It was late already; the moon had long risen, but they were thirsty and, even though everything hurt, they didn’t want to ask someone to fetch them something.
The ghoul that sat on the countertop was a surprise, though; a bag of Cheetos in his lap. His transition had been four days ago, but Omega and especially Aether insisted on keeping him in the infirmary for another week, just to make sure everything was truly alright.
“Zeph!” Dewdrop had at least the decency to look caught. He was wearing a way too big shirt, the smell of Aether wafting over to the air ghoul, and they gave the other an amused look but said nothing about the fact that Dew had escaped the infirmary.
The taller grabbed themself a cup and groaned at the motion, as the pain in their back got worse from it.
“You need some help?” the smaller ghoul asked and already stood up to take the cup. “Tea?”
Zeph let out a sigh, but nodded and moved over to sit at the table, while the ghoul poured water into the cup and then took some tea from a box. But instead of heating it up in the microwave, he sat down next to Zeph, his tail swinging. Both hands wrapped around the cup, the water began to heat up, and the grin on Dew’s face was straight up adorable.
“Thank you,” Zephyr took the tea and watched the smaller ghoul with a soft look. It had been long since they saw Dewdrop that happy; his whole aura had changed. His tail never stopped swinging, and he looked like he was completely at ease with himself.
“So I take Aeth doesn’t know you are here?” The air ghoul chuckled, and the guilty expression he got as an answer. “I won’t tell him.”
“Thanks,” Dew tilted his head to the side, the smile not vanishing from his face.
“You fell good, hmm?” they asked him then, but it was more of a statement than a question.
“Very,” Dew answered. “I feel fantastic!”
Zephyr gave him a nod. “I get what you mean. It’s great to be yourself, to feel like you’re finally yourself…”
The fire ghoul grinned a bit, his hands fidgeting as he avoided eye contact. His cheeks flushed from excitement.
“I just… I don’t know how to describe it. But I feel so much better, so much more comfortable,” he tried to explain. “It’s like my whole me is finally me and the stuff I can do now! It’s so cool!”
The air ghoul felt their heart melting for their pack mate. He seemed so innocent like that, as if he had always been a fire ghoul, always been that joyful. But the moment was destroyed as their knee decided to send a new rush of pain through their leg, and they felt kind of guilty for ruining Dew’s mood with it.
“Can I?” Dew asked instead, the happiness not disappearing. He had his hands raised and Zeph understood what he meant.
“You can.”
They sat like that for another hour, Dew’s hand caressing the spots that were hurting the most, heating them up, soothing the pain. Zephyr watched his face most of the time, how he concentrated not to make it too hot and to keep the heat constant. And three things were for sure: Dewdrop was happy, he was complete, and he was born to be a fire ghoul.
__________________ i don't like it again, but idc
reblogs would be appreciated nonetheless
Feel The Dew
Silly little thing based on a screenshot from @hypnoneghoul
Rating: M
Pairing: Mountain/Dew
Words: 648
Ao3
Dew is standing in the kitchen in the den fiddling with the grucifix zipper on his hoodie while he scrolls TikTok. There is a tray of dirty dishes he just carried down from his room on the counter in front of him and he really is going to wash them and put them away. It’s just, phone, you know? There are a few clips from their last tour circulating with various ridiculous captions and a surprising amount of edits. The thirsty ones are silly and most often way off the mark, but there are also several videos of people talking (and crying) about how their music and the rituals they perform are helping people. Papa and the ghouls are helping humans accept themselves and get through hard shit to have better lives. A guy with red teary eyes and a huge smile nestled in a thick beautiful beard tells the camera that when he feels low and needs to remember the beauty in the world he watches a clip of Dewdrop’s Respite On The Spitafields solo and it never ceases to make him cry with happiness. Dew quickly double taps the screen and comments three black hearts as the left corner of his mouth tugs upward and he can feel Lucifer’s approval in the warmth that floods his bones.
He cocks his hip and glances at the dishes before going back to his scrolling. He has his VPN set to Poland today and the ads have been something else. A new one fills his screen and he giggles as he takes a screenshot. He doesn’t particularly like the drink Mountain Dew but it is one of his absolute favourite brand names and the ads have been giving him endless joy. Siblings and ghouls alike will send him a picture anytime they see a bottle somewhere, and Phantom has been making him custom memes. Dew swipes over to his text conversation with Mountain and snickers as he sends him the screenshot. The big guy is gonna love this one. Mountain may seem like a mature and serious ghoul, but he is just as much of a little shit as Dew is.
Dew is dragging his tongue over a fang, letting the sharp tip of it catch right in the middle of the slit of the fork as he scrolls through the endless Mountain Dew memes in their chat. He barely manages to avoid biting himself as a huge hand wraps around his throat and another palms his entire crotch as he is pulled flush against a warm, soft body. Electricity dances down his spine and makes his gut clench as Mountain’s hot breath tickles his ear.
“Hmm, you want me to feel you, boy?”
Mountain strokes his thumb down the length of Dew’s neck, feeling his pulse increase with each stroke. He flexes slightly so the claw digs into soft flesh, dimpling the skin just so. Dew swallows thickly against Mountain’s palm only for the hand to squeeze a tiny bit tighter.
Mountain curls his fingers towards Dew’s taint, cupping his rapidly hardening dick and balls through his soft lounge trousers. He rolls the balls between his fingers, feeling them move under the skin.
Dew’s lifts his tail and snakes it around Mountain’s middle. Mountain’s own tail comes up to coil around it and keep it in place as he shifts a thick thigh between Dew’s legs.
“You want me to touch you? Feel you all over? Grope you a little in the kitchen for anyone to see?”
Dew whines and tries to simultaneously push into the hands wrapped around his throat and his genitals, while grinding his ass back and down on Mountain’s thigh. He gets a throaty chuckle and a wet tongue flicking his ear lobe in return.
“Yeah, you want your big, strong boyfriend to feel you up a little. Feel the Dew. Isn’t that cute?”
Some soft and afkdjjs Dewther for @miasmaghoul ♥♥♥
can we talk about swissdew.
Please listen to them and know that what they’re saying is 100% true. Mutt/Scarecrow has never been the victim and never will be.. heli0phi1ia and many others are.
No, purlty. I'm not a fascist for calling out my gr00mer, s3xual abus3r and someone that has traumatized me. No purlty. It's not weird, I shouldn't stop talking about it because I've been traumatized by somebody that has abus3d over 10 different minors AT THE SAME TIME. Along with me. I feel absolutely sick that this person is so praised in this fandom.
Mutt/Scarecrow is not a victim. They've never been a victim.
bestie is slay kweening !!
i know i said i was done but i’m looking through my videos again and thought the ending of this was cute lmao
9/4/22