In Pursuit Of Something Better ~ Part 2

In Pursuit of Something Better ~ Part 2

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I've had this waiting for like 500 years. Kept telling myself to do the art for it but I'm not gonna lie I simply do not feel like it 😔 I will probably just occasionally make art for it. I have 2 other art projects going on, so I'm gonna put all my drawing energy into that.

The parts for this fic are short and slow right now, but I imagine they will pick up once I get into the more juicy stuff 😳 y'all know I like to tease and edge y'all

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Omega and Terzo talk.

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While the rest of the pack of ghouls were most likely hunting for their own food as it was around noon and lunch time, the quintessence was sitting across a desk in a cold office. The swivel chair he was in was far too small for him, made for a human twice as small. His tail was hung awkwardly on the arm rest that his thighs were pressed painfully against. Terzo, who was sitting on the other side of the desk, had his eyes narrowed and his head slightly tilted to the side as he studied the ghoul's uncomfortable position. 

“Ah, I am sorry. I do not have chairs for ghouls. You do not have to sit if you do not want to.” Terzo offered, pushing his hair back and motioning for the ghoul to stand next to his chair. The ghoul nodded, his eyes looking around the room for a moment as if he were making sure there were no witnesses before he took Terzo's offer. He began to stand, or tried to at least, but his legs were stuck between the arm rests. He only squirmed for a few seconds before completely giving up, propping his head up with his hand and elbow pressed to the arm rest. 

“Are you stuck?” Terzo laughed. The ghoul blushed furiously behind his mask, humiliated. 

“I'm fine. Let's just talk.” The ghoul spoke quietly, trying to hide his embarrassment. How he hated being the biggest ghoul in the ministry. There was nothing accommodated for an individual of his size. 

Terzo responded with another laugh. 

“Let me help you.” Terzo stood and moved towards the ghoul. The ghoul wanted to protest and insist that he was fine, but did not feel he was in the position to argue with his new papa. Before he even had the chance to debate, Terzo's smaller gloved hands were pressed against the armrests, holding the chair down. 

“Stand now.” Terzo commanded. 

The ghoul sighed in exasperation. He looked away from Terzo, grunting as he pulled upwards, struggling to escape before finally he popped out of the seat. It was a sudden release, causing Terzo to stumble back at the contact of their chests bumping into each other. The ghoul's large hands quickly sprung out to catch Terzo by his arms before he fell backwards. 

“Ah… You are certainly a big boy…” Terzo hummed. He felt extremely small in the hands of the ghoul. As he examined their current position, Terzo noticed a tattoo on the ghouls neck. 

“Thank you.” Terzo gently pulled himself out of the ghouls grasp. The ghoul's hands returned to behind his back, standing to the side of the desk instead of sitting. Terzo returned to his own chair, spinning it to face the ghoul. 

“What is that on your neck?”

The ghoul was immediately filled with annoyance. 

“It is just a tattoo.” He responded coldly. Terzo cocked his head to the side. 

“Hm. It is a symbol?”

“Yes.

“What is it?”

The ghoul sighed.

“It is just a letter of the Greek alphabet. Do you have any other questions?”

“What did I tell you about vagueness, ghoul? I do not like it.” Terzo scolded with a grin. “What is it?”

“It is the omega. Do you-”

“Ah!” Terzo interrupted, shaking a loose index finger at the ghoul. “I remember this. I thought that is what that was, but I am not Greek. So you are not the big guy, then, hm?”

“Yes I am.” The ghoul spoke in almost a hiss, clearly defensive. 

“You are Omega. Not Alpha.” Terzo smirked

“That doesn't mean anything.” 

“Are you arguing with me?”

The ghoul, who seemed to accept the name of ‘Omega’, immediately silenced himself. Though, Terzo did not express any true ill feelings, a grin on his face. He seemed to find Omega's frustration amusing. 

“So you are Omega, but Alpha is not… the alpha? I do not understand.”

“It is only relevant to our positions in the rituals,” Omega explained, biting back his frustration, “Alpha is our lead guitarist. I am the rhythm guitarist.”

“Mmm. Sister told me otherwise. Is she a liar?” Terzo asked. 

“...No.” Omega decided to stop arguing about it. He was definitely hoisted into the position as the pack leader, since he was physically the strongest, biggest, and handled interactions with the highest level of maturity and intellect. The others were not dumb per say, but they could not take a punishment the way Omega could if they did say something dumb. Given their conversation as of now, Omega's light debating had him already lined up for a beating. 

“Well, Omega ghoul, I only want to go over my expectations. Though I would prefer to speak to Alpha, you will do.” Terzo stared at Omega for a moment with a smartass look, waiting for a reaction. His expression fell to disappointment when he failed to provoke him. 

“My brother was a bit of a bitch, eh?”

Omega pulled his head back a bit, surprised by Terzo's bluntness. His brother was, in fact, a bit of a bitch. 

“I do not plan on dictating you.” Terzo continued, “I expect your unwavering loyalty to me and the ministry. Professionalism, respect. Your best work and effort. Reasonable, no?”

Omega nodded silently, taking a mental note of what to tell the pack. 

“And- And of course, don't destroy the place,” Terzo chuckled, “apart from that and your chores, I do not care what you do.”

Omega was still for a moment, waiting to see if Terzo would add on anything else. Terzo intertwined his fingers. 

“Do you have questions?” He asked. 

“No.” Omega responded, an unsure tone in his voice. 

“Oh, and tomorrow after service, I would like for you and your friends to stay. There are new uniforms for you. I hope they will be more comfortable,” Terzo clicked his tongue, his eyes moving to the right, “they are definitely more comfortable to look at, I will say. Make you look less poor.”

“Right.” Omega scoffed, rolling his own eyes. His hands slowly drifted to his sides. “I do not like wearing this.”

“I do not like you wearing that either, ghoul. Omega. What do you prefer?”

“Omega.”

“Then, Omega, stay after tomorrow before you go to your chores.”

“Yes, papa.”

“You can just call me Terzo.”

Omega did not like that. He did not plan on referring to him by his first name. It felt far too personal. Unprofessional. 

“You may leave now. Enjoy the rest of your day.” Terzo, dismissed, his attention shifting to a book that was sitting on his desk. Omega turned to leave, but stopped. 

“I have one question, actually.”

Terzo looked back up at him. 

“What would you like to know, ghoul?” 

Omega took a breath, avoiding eye contact. 

“I hope I do not anger you, but what would your response be if it were to happen?”

Terzo hummed, tapping a golden claw against his chin playfully as he hummed and leaned back in his chair. Omega was irritated by his lack of seriousness. 

“I suppose it depends. But do not worry. I will not harm you.” Terzo finally answered. 

“I thought you did not like vagueness?” Omega said with a tilt of his head, the corner of his lips cracking into a small smile under his balaclava. 

“You are witty. Why don't you show that more, yes?” Terzo grinned. “But, yes, vague. Vagueness. I do not like it. That does not mean I cannot be. I am ipocrita, I know.”

“I am too scared to argue with that.” Omega joked. 

“You should be! Good ghoul.” 

Terzo stood from his desk, patting Omega on the back and guiding him to the door. 

“I am busy now. I will see you and your friends tomorrow, yes? And we will replace those ugly rags.” 

Omega nodded, finally left the room and made his way down the hallway, his tail swaying close enough to the ground to swipe dirt across the floor. 

In Pursuit of Something Better ~ Part 4

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Happy International Ghost day! Hopefully I'll be able to draw later but I can feel art block watching me 😔

I've been super into writing this recently. Hopefully I can keep up with it better now lol

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Omega doesn't know how to feel about Terzo.

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It was maybe 2 hours later that Omega awoke, in a relatively comfortable bed compared to his pile of clothing that he normally slept on. He woke up in a temporary state of sleep paralysis before his muscles slowly grew stronger and of use. He turned his head with a burning ache in his neck, catching the attention of the fire ghoul that sat in the chair of a small black vanity in the right corner of the medium sized dorm. Alpha looked at Omega with concern, watching his typically robust arms quiver under his own weight as he peeled himself off of the bed. 

“You need to go fix Delta.” Alpha spoke softly, but sternly. “He is in the infirmary with Terzo. His-”

“What is wrong with you?” Omega hissed, swinging his legs off of the bed. “What the hell are you sucking up to him for?”

“Don't you even start to lecture me about trust, bastard. He told me what you said.” Alpha looked away with an annoyed glint in his eyes. "You were sucking up to him too, anyway." Omega rolled his eyes.

“I didn't want to get beaten." Omega hissed. "Obviously, you just can't handle yourself. And neither can Delta, and neither can Pebble. Maybe Aero. But-”

“You were the only one to get aggressive, did you forget that? You started a fight.” Alpha interrupted, rummaging through the drawers on the vanity. He pulled out a white candle. 

“I didn't start a fight, Papa did! He was trying to piss me off. And Delta fed into it, that's why I ripped his fucking vocal cords out. He doesn't deserve to talk anyway.” Omega moved towards Alpha, watching as he explored the other contents of the vanity. 

“We could use these.” Alpha collected all the candles, placing them neatly in two bunches of three on both sides of the vanity. The orange tips of his fingers began to glow and he pinched the wicks with his index and thumb, igniting each candle into a steady flame. They appeared to be cheap and scentless, but the room was quickly filled with the smell of cinnamon, earning a pleased hum from Alpha as he looked up at the bigger ghoul. Omega glared down at him, somewhat annoyed, somewhat intrigued. He leaned over Alpha with his hand pressed against the edge of the vanity, tapping his claws and fiddling with the already peeling black paint. 

“Delta is probably fine,” Omega sighed, moving back as to not give in to his temptations, “but I will go check.”

Alpha sighed in disappointment, not realizing he was holding his breath beforehand. 

“Then you will come back?” 

“Only so you can show me where my own room is.”

“Then ask ‘Papa’.”

Omega narrowed his eyes. 

“I don't trust him. He used one of those spells.” Omega grumbled. 

“You were actually about to kill Delta though. You deserved it.”

“No,” Omega turned to Alpha again, “he was reading the Grimoire yesterday. You are going to get yourselves killed if you are going to buddy up with him.”

“He wants to revolt,” Alpha said with a grin. Omega scoffed. 

“Bullshit.”

“Then what do you think?” Alpha snapped, turning his whole body to look towards Omega  “What more could he possibly want from us? We have to do what he says already or it's The Pit, so what would he need to trick us for?"

Omega parted his lips as if he were going to refute, but nothing came to mind. His silence made the edge of Alpha's stare soften, and he shook his head.

“You are so paranoid of losing that you don't realize there is nothing left to lose. We have lost it all already.” Alpha said empathetically. “There is only room to gain if you stop being so scared all the time, Megs. Terzo is good. This is what you wanted two days ago at the ceremony! For him to be good, and now that he is good, you don't believe it. Even Delta knows, and he was ready to fight him less than 5 hours ago! If Delta is such a hothead and trusts Terzo, why can't you?” 

Omega did not say anything, his eyes weighed to the floor, a sour look still present on his face. Alpha scoffed and dropped his hands. 

“Nothing I say will do anything for your stubbornness. You will learn eventually. Go fix Delta.” Alpha slumped back down in the chair. 

Omega reluctantly trudged down the wide hallways of the ministry, dwelling heavily on what Alpha had said to him. He was supposed to be a quintessence ghoul. Could he simply not reach into Terzo’s mind to identify his true intentions? Or maybe he was too afraid to find the absolute truth, to be proven right that they would be trapped under the same oppression they had suffered through Secondo. In a perfect world, Primo would return. Their true Papa, their summoner that treated them like lost puppies. That is essentially what they were. Lost puppies in need of direction and care, and Primo delivered. Though, the ministry was not in the same financial stability that they were now, so the ghouls were still, stuck with ugly, uncomfortable rags and a small room to share. But they could forgive that, as Primo allowed them to roam. Allowed them to speak freely, engaged with them in a friendly manner, encouraged them to serve the Clergy not by threats and acts of violence, but by reciprocation of respect and care. Primo was their Papa, but it was only a matter of time before he would have to retire. It was not possible to have a Papa like him again. 

The heavy infirmary door pushed open, where Omega was unwelcomingly greeted with silent glares from Delta, and an uncomfortable look from Terzo. Delta had a thick cloth wrapped around his neck, faint spots of red bleeding through it. Omega locked eyes with Terzo, briefly holding eye contact before he felt too disturbed by the man to continue looking. Instead, he reached out to carefully unwrap the cloth, examining the damage. He was exaggerating when he said that he had ripped his vocal cords out; there were four pierce marks soaked in almost black, crusted blood. 

“It will still be a few days before it is fully healed.” Omega spoke in an apathetic and monotone voice, showing no care for the injury he caused to Delta. He placed his fingers on his neck with a sigh, his horns emitting a faint purple glow that travelled down his veins and to the tip of his tail. Terzo watched in fascination, trying to ignore the gross sound of stretching skin as Omega's quintessence pulled Delta's skin together and closed the wound. Terzo examined Omega's now uncovered face as well; mostly dark gray, with dark purple around his eyes. Tufts of white fur below his pointy ears, matching slicked back hair. 

“Wrap it. Keep it dry.” Omega suddenly mumbled, startling both Delta and Terzo. 

“That's what he said.” Terzo smirked. Omegas eyes slowly moved over to Terzo, his face flushed with embarassment and irritation. 

“‘That's what she said’.” Omega corrected. He had no interest in his joke, only wanting to be right about something.

“Are you homophobic, ghoul?”

“Okay.” Omega wiped his blood stained fingers, slamming down the gauze he used to cover Delta's wound and turned to exit the room. 

“Wait! I am only kidding! I'm sorry. Let's talk!” Terzo called out, following Omega. Omega continued his way out of the room, letting the door swing shut behind him, which Terzo caught. Omega did not wait despite hearing the patter of Terzo's footsteps desperately trying to keep up. Omega looked at the key number, his eyes moving up to the left as he thought about where his room could be located. Then, he continued walking in that direction, gritting his teeth as Terzo continued to follow and call out for him, not stopping until they were both at Omega's new room. 

“Let us talk again. I want to talk to you.” Terzo gasped, out of breath. For every stride of Omega's longer legs, Terzo had to take three jogging steps. 

“I hope it is an apology for what you did earlier.” Omega hissed, jamming the key into the slot on the door and pushing the door open. He wanted to slam it in Terzo's face, but his better judgment stopped him, and he gripped the door tightly to avoid hitting Terzo with it. 

“I do want to apologize.” Terzo stepped in, gently closing the door behind him as Omega looked around his room. It was pretty much a copy of Alpha's, the only difference being the quality of furniture. Omega's room seemed less run down as if no one had been in here before. 

“I am sorry, Omega. You didn't seem to hear me when I was telling you to stop hurting your friend.” 

“Stop using those fucking spells if you expect to befriend a ghoul,” Omega barked, shocking himself with how comfortable he felt speaking to his Papa like this. 

“I study the Grimoire not for you. It was circumstantial, it will not need to happen if you are a good ghoul.” 

“What do you need it for then?”

“For summoning more ghouls.”

“We don't need any more ghouls. There is enough.”

“Not for what I have in mind for this ministry, And what I have in mind for you.”

“Oh, you want to rebel, I heard. Is that it? Is that what is in your mind?” Omega seethed, sarcasm dripping in his voice. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly grabbed Terzo by the jaw, claws poking into the painted skin of his cheeks, huffing as he got closer to his face. Terzo's eyes widened, fear radiating from his body. Yet he stood still. He balled his hands into fists, tilting his head up to meet Omega's gaze. He could feel Omega entering his mind, scavenging for ideation and emotion. Terzo watched his facial expression shift from his discoveries, morphing from irritation, shock, disgust. After maybe a minute of this, he was calmer, and slowly let go of Terzo's jaw, listening to the frightened breaths emitting from Terzo's nose and gritted teeth. 

“You are so insignificant,” Omega mumbled, “you are only Papa because you are an Emeritus brother. No one actually respects you. And I can see why with your filthy brain.” He looked Terzo up and down as he fixed his posture. 

“No one will fear you.”

“No, but they will fear you.” Terzo choked, the confidence stripped from his body at Omega’s brutal honesty. “That is why I need you, you are big and scary. And strong! And that thing you did. That felt strange.”

“It is useless,” Omega sighed, “it is only to spread temptation and to understand others. I cannot control minds, if that is what you are expecting me to do.”

“Well it certainly works for what it is for.” Terzo tilted his head with a grin. Omega was unamused. 

“I will only participate in this if you give me the Grimoire.” Omega demanded, ignoring Terzo's lustful comment. 

“Deal.”

Omega's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief. He was mostly saying that to spark a reaction out of Terzo to prove that somehow his unspoken thoughts were lying. 

“Do not destroy it, though. I have been studying it. If it is destroyed, I will lose you all to The Pit.” Terzo added. 

“I will keep it safe.” Omega reassured. 

“Then it is settled,” Terzo turned to leave the room, “you are a good ghoul. I will be back shortly, yes?”

Omega couldn't help but feel his cheeks heat up each time Terzo would say that. 

“Yeah.”

I love this tiny man so much~

DAMN I wish I had some irl friends to celebrate international Ghost day with tomorrow

And if you aren't aware, it is on kisstheghost_ 's page on Instagram

What are y'all doing on international ghost day?

Lmao ik this is old but I just got something like that a few days ago

Nah blud i'm gay as shit 😔

I love your story because it was one of the first things I've seen on Tumblr when I decided to venture into the very first fandom I've ever actively participated in. I also love that we have become uhh great friends because of this story, and new people find our blogs because of how we build off of each others content.

I love the different take on their relationship. Most people think of them as sweet and loving and although I eat that up, I feel like this would be more realistic because Omega is a demon. It also gives a lot of space for character development, where Omega is slowly and reluctantly coming to terms with his feelings for Terzo. I can't wait to see where it goes

is everybody else in this god forbidden fandom obsessed with little monster rn..