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In Pursuit of Something Better ~ part 1

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Authors note: uhhh idk what I'm doing ngl. But I have had a fan fiction idea stuck in my dumb noodle. So if you have any advice to making this look not crappy let me know. Also, this series will probably take a bit of time for updates, because I want to make art for each part and I l have a bit of projects I'm already working on. Anyways, enjoy.

P.S., The title is a take on the translated meaning of "meliora". Y'all probably know that tho

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The ghouls are determined the absolute lowest of the low of the clergy, this idea being drilled into their heads by Secondo. However, Secondo retires today.

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Content warning: this part has a lot to do with racism-

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However, this treatment and acclaimed lack of importance was all in accordance to Sister Imperator, and especially Nihil's son, Secondo, who was the current Papa and owner of the ghouls. Emphasis on “owner”. He treated them like dogs. Drilled into their heads how replaceable they are. Since he currently owned them, he could treat them however he'd like. And if it was in an abusive and neglectful manner, then he could do so. Sister Imperator approved of this treatment, often praising him for such “discipline” and “taming” of the “feral beasts”. The ghouls were silent, did their chores, wore their uniforms, and played extraordinarily like - no, because - their life depended on it on stage. Despite their hellish power, it was useless against the clergy. They held a firm spiritual grip on their throats, weakening their ability against whoever had summoned them from The Pit. 

In every aspect apart from supernatural and musical ability, the ghouls were significantly inferior to the human members of the clergy. They were the lowest ranking group. During ceremonies and masses, they needed to sit in the very back, a row apart from the human attendees. In some cases in which there was not enough seating, they either stood, or some opted to sit on each other's laps. They ate last if they were not forced to hunt their own food. They shared one room, the closer friends or lovers lying on top of each other to save space. Social anxiety was not an option for the ghouls. It was a necessity to be social and physical with one other to live somewhat comfortably. Otherwise, if you were a ghoul, you would be sleeping on hardwood and filter feeding. 

Today was another ceremony in which the ghouls were cramped in the corner of the nave, sharing a single but long enough pew for every ghoul to sit comfortably on except for Alpha. A taller fire ghoul, he stood to the side, having given his seat to the shorter earth ghoul, Pebble. How kind. 

This ceremony was definitely one that would spark such selflessness and kindness into the ghouls tormented souls. Perhaps it would change such an adjective to describe them. It was the passing of the torch of papacy to the cardinal, the youngest of the Emeritus brothers, whom of which they were not allowed to interact with until this event. It was the same for Secondo when he was a cardinal. It was a gamble not knowing what he was like apart from the rumors of him being a bit on the feminine and immodest side. But they had no choice but to bid for their well-being. It was either that or The Pit. 

A silent wave of people rising to their feet pushed through the room as Sister Imperator, Nihil and Secondo entered the front of the large hall, coming to a stop in front of the long altar. The altar was topped with a new mitre, some candles, bread, and deep red wine. The ghouls scowled as Secondo took his place beside the mitre, in front of the microphone. How they hated hearing his voice. It brought nothing but negativity. 

“Good morning, brothers and sisters…” Secondo spoke with a low grumble. His mismatched, dull eyes flicked to the back of the room. 

His eyes returned to the large group of humans, not being able to help himself to not find a way to demean the ghouls.

“...and ghouls.”

“Today is a day of empowerment. Of glory to our congregation, message, and cause. And me.”

The humans chuckled humorlessly, as if prompted to do so at his unfunny quip. 

“Although I do not think anyone could perform this position as effectively as I could, I must retire. And, as my brother before me, the reign will be passed down to a younger face, one who may forward the word *almost* as good as I. My dearest brother.”

Secondo extended his robed arm towards the door. All heads turned in that direction, and in stepped a shorter, black haired cardinal Terzo. He looked so much younger and different than his older brothers. He was wearing a black, purple and gold robe, taking on a much flashier and poppy look than Secondo and Primo had. Secondo visibly cringed at this, not making much of an attempt to hide his disapproval. Sister Imperator at least faked a smile, and Nihil gazed as if he were not there mentally. 

Terzo seemed thrilled. He wore a cocky and quivering grin on his face, his black, leather gloved hands decorated with golden nails clasped together. He stepped slowly and deliberately before coming to a stop next to his brother, bowing his head slightly. Secondo audibly sighed before speaking again. 

“It is with… great honor, my brother, to bestow upon you…”

He turned to gently lift the mitre, hovering it over Terzo's head. 

“... The title…”

Terzo closed his eyes as Secondo placed the mitre on his head. 

At the last word, the congregation broke into applause, something the new Papa relished in as he extended his arms and bowed. Some of the ghouls clapped, while some remained cross-armed, which encouraged the more enthusiastic ghouls to quiet down and mimic them. 

“Of Papa Emeritus III.”

“I trust that you will follow in my footsteps, brother,” Secondo spoke again, shooting Terzo a glare, “and bring even more power to this ministry than I did.”

“I like my own footsteps, brother.” Terzo spoke with a grin. 

Terzo simply nodded. Terzo was certainly a more animated character, showing lots of deliberate body language. He strided to the microphone, dismissing Secondo with a double flick of his hand. The ghouls smirked at this. He drew a breath before his thick Italian accent filled the room.

“But thank you. And thank you, people.”

He extended his arms again, gesturing to the crowd. 

“For being here on such an important day. Not just for me, but for all. I am not one for speeches, so let's cut the bullshit, yeah?”

Terzo turned and picked up the plate of bread, pushing his robe out of the way. He muttered something unintelligible under his breath, something about the robe. He then slowly snaked around the room, gently placing the bread in each person's mouth using his thumb and index finger, almost in a sultry manner, no matter what gender the person appeared to be. 

Then, Terzo made it to the back of the room. He avoided any sort of acknowledgement of the ghouls, his eyebrows knitted upwards underneath his minimalistic skull paint as he quickly moved past them. He repeated this process for the blood, spoke a bit more, and then dismissing the congregation to go about their usual duties. 

“Excuse me! Excuse… me.” Terzo shouted as he jogged down the row, his confidence faltering as he got closer to them. He completely misunderstood their size, his confidence chipping away with each step that slowed into a timid creep. They were massive up close. Even Pebble, the shortest one, was at least 5 inches taller. He couldn't understand where the idea of weakness and inferiority came from. Maybe where they were from. 

The room quickly shuffled out of the grand double doors, murmuring voices echoing as the room grew emptier. Terzo brushed off conversation with Sister Imperator and Nihil, shuffling through papers and books underneath the altar to appear too busy to talk. When they disappeared behind the halls, his focus shifted to the ghouls at the other end of the nave. 

Terzo's eyes were understandably drawn to the two biggest ones, who seemed to protectively take a step forward in front of the others. Although their expressions were hidden behind their black masks and hoods, Terzo could feel the unwelcome tension between them. Terzo had never been exposed to a ghoul before. 

“Do you… speak English?”

No response. 

“Italiano?”

A tilt of the second biggest's head. 

“Er… Svenska?”

The fire ghoul looked up at the biggest ghoul, who's uniform had a bold quintessence symbol at the right part of his chest. He returned the look. Their eyes showed an understanding of one another, sometimes widening and narrowing as if they were speaking telepathically. The quintessence ghoul looked back down at Terzo and puffed his chest out.

“Any.”

Terzo was a bit taken aback by the ghoul’s voice. It sounded like a human. A Swedish accent, medium pitched. Terzo nodded, breathing out. 

“Ah, good, good… I prefer English myself. Do you have a preference?” Terzo asked. 

“No.” The ghoul responded simply. 

“Ah… Alright. What is your name, ghoul?”

“I do not have one.”

“That's no good. None of you?”

“No.”

Terzo tilted his head, his lips parting as he studied the ghouls with a confused expression. The ghouls returned the glance. 

“Why not?” Terzo finally asked, unsure of what else to say. 

“There is no use.” The quintessence ghoul responded, showing no hint of emotion. 

“Elaborate, ghoul. I cannot understand you if you do not explain.” Terzo said, a hint of playfulness in his tone. 

“Someone taught you that well, eh?” Terzo chuckled. The quintessence ghoul tilted his head up, a glare of annoyance entering his eyes. Terzo's fake smile fell off his face. 

“You do not need to understand. We play for you, we serve you. That is all that matters.”

“Alright. Well… You seem to be…” Terzo stated before tilting his body to look at the other ghouls, who had huddled behind the quintessence ghoul at some point, “... The big guy of the group. Are you busy?”

“Come with me, quintessence ghoul. Your friends are dismissed.” Terzo said, doing his best to sound unthreatening. The fire ghoul immediately ushered the rest back, and they scurried out of the door. The fire ghoul looked back at the quintessence once before disappearing around the corner. Terzo drew  a shakily breath, gesturing with his head for the remaining ghoul to walk with him. 

“No.”

Have you, perchance, considered regressed Alpha? Reliant on Omega, clinging to his side because he's the only ghoul that makes him feel safe?

Oh I love this idea, have baby Alpha with Cg Omega and mentions of other ghouls!!

Cw/tw? Baby Alpha (0-2), mentions of bottle feeding, the nickname "daddy" used in a nonsexual way!

Alpha,when he does regress, he's usually very small with a baby-like mindset. Omega always notices before Alpha does, the way he stands and talks is a tell tale sign that he's slipping, which usually shoves Omega into a caregiver mindset.

When he does regress he usually can't walk, so Omega carries him everywhere with little effort. Alpha loves it and is always hanging onto him in some sort of way, not that Omega minds at all since he loves to carry his baby everywhere with him.

Alpha has a onesie that has little campfires all around it, Omega got it for him as a gift and Alpha adores it. He has others to wear but this one is special to him, since Omega got it for him with his own money.

Alpha usually doesn't like to be around others when he's small but sometimes he'll let Mist or Ifrit around him if Omega is busy, Mist always loves babysitting the small flame and is constantly playing games and sneaking snacks to him when Ifrit isn't looking.

If Mist and Ifrit are busy Omega will take Alpha with him to his office where he'll sit and play with toys and blocks while Omega works, there's a designated play area for any little who wants to hang out with him while working.

Sometimes Alpha will get fussy and cranky and Omega will have to calm him down and rock him in place to soothe him. "Daddy's here, little flame. I got you, we'll watch a movie after I'm finished working." And that calms him right down, Omega loves how well behaved he is sometimes.

Omega loves to spoil Alpha a lot, usually buying toys or little gear for the small ghoul. His most recent item was a custom bottle that Omega had ordered, he won't use any other when feeding but Omega doesn't mind at all.

On the topic of feeding, Alpha gets cranky if he's hungry and tends to throw a fit if he wants something. Omega will have him cradled in his arms and stay there with the bottle until the fire ghoul is finished, always making sure to burp him afterwards so he doesn't get an upset tummy that night.

When it's time for bed the little one is always changed into a soft onesie with his favorite stuffed animal and a pacifier, cuddling away on Omega's chest until the two of them fall fast asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

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Can you tell he's my favorite? Hope you enjoyed<3

Thoughts on sick freshly transitioned Dew?? Need some hurt/comfort rn!!!

Hells yeah! This one is big Dew<33

Cw/tw? Fresh Fire Ghoul Dew, hurt/very little comfort. It's more of a mini fic than thoughts really

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When Dew's transition happened it felt like he was drowning, the water from his lungs were ripped away and replaced with a fiery burning sensation and it hurt. He would lay awake for days in agony as he begged for someone, anyone to help him get rid of this feeling.

Aether felt horrible for him, I mean seeing his mate in a constant state of agony and pain hurt him too. He wanted to help him, to help ease the burning that his droplet was feeling, but he couldn't help no matter what he tried or did. He felt the pain too, the feeling of burn coursing through his body and lungs as he would lay awake at night.

Ifrit would feel bad for them both, seeing both of them in pain hurt a lot, but he knew he couldn't do much to help except offer comfort. Ifrit hated the way Dew would heave and gag and cough of buckets full of water, it pained him to see it.

Ifrit also hated how Dew would scream and beg for the pain of his gills to subside as they closed up and scarred, forcing the former water ghoul into constant pain. Dew was constantly screaming as he clutched his neck, unable to breathe properly without his gills.

It took weeks upon weeks of work for Dew to fully function on his own, the elemental transition nearly killed him. He didn't look the same, he was weak, paler, scrawnier and near skin and bones. It hurt everyone to look at their once precious water ghoul, especially Ifrit.

One particular night though Ifrit and Dew sat up having a conversation about how things were different and Dew broke down into tears about how he was afraid to lose Ifrit and Aether, hours later and the two were curled up into each other as Ifrit reassured him that he'd never lose them. And that's what happened, until Ifrit withered away into nothing but smoke and ash.

Fuck it along side the other shit I'm doing imma do whump month so here's day one!!

(whump month was brought to you by the lovely @cirrus-ghoulette go show them some love!!)

Day one; Burn. (Cw/tw; Burning, fire, heavy injury, angst, Infirmary visits)

Characters-Aeon(main focus), Aether and Omega mentioned, siblings of sins mentioned.

Aeon wasn't always scarred, he had a full face and could see out of both eyes when he was first summoned. He was beautiful with porcelain skin that shined in the light whenever he laughed or smiled, his eyes crinkled with every movement or whenever he spoke.

To say the least he was gorgeous, but all of that changed one day as what would come to be known as the incident happened. The day started off as normal, Aeon was up early and was ready to start his chores as usual, nothing out of the ordinary.

Aeon had caught wind from the other ghouls that there was going to be a big campfire later that night, and of course he wanted to go. A campfire with all of his friends? That's an opportunity he couldn't pass up, so once all of his chores were finished and his room was cleaned and cleared up he made his way down to the area where it was being held.

The area was lively and filled with happiness, siblings and ghouls huddled around and were chatting away as the fire crackled and smoked in the distance. To the new ghoul all of this was exciting, he wanted to go feel the heat up close and feel the warmth wrap around him.

Aeon made his way over and curiously looked at it, eyes filled with curiosity and excitement as he watched the flames dance in the wind. A few siblings were crowded around the pit near him as they giggled and yelled with beer in their hands, Aeon hated the taste of beer so he steered clear of the drinks.

Aeon ignored the siblings entirely as he kept his eyes on the flames, he pictured a dancing lady within the beauty of it and that made him admire it more. The siblings near him began to get rowdy and they giggled and joked, clearly not seeing the young ghoul near them.

With a particularly harsh thrust the sibling dropped their beer into the flames below causing it to rore up and expand into the air, unfortunately for Aeon he was in the path of the flames as it wrapped around his face and burned him.

Aeon screamed in pain as he bolted back and covered his face, crying out in pain as he yelled out for anyone to help him. Ghouls crowded around him to check his safety as they looked him up and down, Aether pushed the others out of the way to scoop the young ghouls into his arms to carry him into the infirmary.

Once there, Aeon was set onto a bed as Aether and Omega moved to check his wounds out, they dosed him full of quintessence as they wrapped a bandage around his wound to close it off. A heavy sigh left Aether as he mumbled to himself, petting Aeon's head.

The young ghoul writhed in pain as he groaned and moaned, heavy pants leaving his mouth as he cried out in pain. Throughout the night Aether and Omega dosed him up to ease the pain of the new found wound on his face.

Weeks came to pass the wound turned into a scar and Aeon's porcelain skin turned red and irritated, he would no longer smile as bright without wincing in pain and to him he no longer looked beautiful. In his own eyes he was horrible and no longer looked beautiful, he hated the scar despite what everyone told him. In his mind he was ruined, now Aeon no longer likes campfires.

"Oh Phantom has a mommy kink!" "Ifrit has a mommy kink!!" "Swiss has a mommy kink!!" ALL OF YOU ARE WRONG. ALPHA WITH A MOMMY KINK, JUST HEAR ME OUT.

Omega fucking Alpha hard during a rut and Alpha letting it slip, Omega finding it hot and thrusting into him harder while feeding into the scenario Alpha has in mind.

"Oh mommy please, I'll be a good boy." And Omega's breath catches in his throat as he groans, hands gripping Alpha's hips harshly. "Yeah? You want mommy to knot you, spark? Is that what my baby boy needs?" And Alpha fucking loses it.

His moans becoming louder and more broken as Omega fucks into him, nodding harshly and pushing against his mate for more pleasure and friction. "Uhuh, want mommy's knot please? Can I have it? Please mama?" Omega bites down as he reassures the fire ghoul he'll get what he needs.

I dunno, may turn this into a full story if the people demand it, but yeah, mommy kink Alpha<33(Edit:Full story is posted)

Yeah yeah, Mutt you already have so many stories you need to finish!! Shhut the fuck up!! Hear me out!! Ghouls who were created instead of summoned!!

Cw/tw: Death, torture, pain, cannibalism, general ickyness so be careful reading this.

Quintessence ghouls were forced to cannibalize the former in order to gain their magic, it was the only way it would work. You'd have to consume the older one whether you liked it or not, the magic turning process hurts and it takes up to hours to complete, but this was the only way.

Water ghouls who were either drowned or water boarded with unholy water, they needed their lungs to be coated in it before they could turn, it was agonizing pain and it wouldn't go away for days.

Earth ghouls who were buried alive in order to connect to their element, they would be tied up so they couldn't claw their way back to the surface. Only after they turned would they be dug back up, shaking and confused with no memory of what happened.

Air ghouls who had their breath ripped away by being smothered or choked, they would thrash and fight but they wouldn't let up until the change was over. Some even have trouble breathing to this day because of it.

Multi ghouls who would go through a mix of every process until the church was satisfied with the results, some even going through multiple rounds of one method in order to have a dominant element.

Fire ghouls who were burned alive in order for their skin to become tough and resistant to the heat, they wouldn't stop until they were charred all over their body but only then would they be forced into an ice bath and scrubbed down to remove the coal and soot off their body.

Taps mic, clears throat, pervert Phantom. I have thoughts. Walks away

MUTT !!!! DELTA MOOD BOARD!! AND MY LIFE IS YOURS 🙏🙏❤️❤️❤️

Omega Pleaseee!! I beg of thee!

Will anyone hear me out if I said tiny dick Omega or Big Earth like what about the huge ghouls with small cocks

You're right, all quints have tiny dicks and I will say it. Omega's dick is just little enough to comfortably fit inside someone, Aurora and Mist like to cock warm it a lot and he absolutely loves when they worship it. It's tiny and thick like Aeth's and it's the perfect size for first timers and siblings wanting to explore with ghouls.

Biggs (big Earth) definitely has a tiny dick too, Pebble loves to ride it and absolutely adores when Biggs fucks him gently with it. Sometimes he gets insecure about it and it takes Pebble to cheer him up, aka Pebble sucks him off until he's crying.

But yeah, big ghouls tiny dicks<333

heyyy i really really like your regression stimboards!! could i maybe request one of aether? my boy doesn't get enough attention regression wise and i love him

little star<33

HELLO!!

ummm if yer still taking stimboard requests could i request an omega ghoul husky pet regression mood/stimboard /nf!!

Snowy pup<33

Do you guys think Aether loved Dew like a poet, how he wrote the fire ghoul pages upon pages of descriptive poetry and bables and hid them away just waiting for the right time to give them to him.

Do you guys think Dew went to clean out Aether's now empty room once he was sent back just to find the box of poetry and letters hidden underneath his bed, do you guys think Dew hates himself for not telling the quintessence ghoul how he felt sooner.

Cause I do, I think about it a lot.

Quintessence means to be the most perfect of something. I can't stop thinking about that definition, for a variety of reasons and let me tell you why.

Aether being the most perfect in his mates eyes, his laugh and smile. His curve and his belly, how he presents himself even in the most vulnerable state of his being. To his mates he is the most perfect, he is stunning even in their eyes.

Omega feeling down in his body and absolutely hating how he looks, Terzo and Alpha worshipping every inch of it and whispering soft praises into his skin as they slowly take him apart and make him feel so loved and cherished.

Phantom who was insecure and worried about how the others will take to him, his pack mates pulling him into soft embraces and whispering praises and secrets into his skin as he allows himself to relax and be at peace with himself.

All three of these ghouls are the absolute definition of quintessence,they have a beauty so strong that even the stars can't rival how they look. To their pack mates they are the definition of perfection and beauty even in their most vulnerable and lowest states.

silly papa n ghouls redrawing :)

(green ghoul in the middle is Pines @sillyswiss oc! purple one on the right is Spark @caustictongue oc!!)

cannot for the life of me get aether ghoul out of my headdd😋

𝘼𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝘼𝘿𝙃𝘿! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 hc

pairings: aether ghoul x reader

summary: these are my headcanons for how aether would be with a reader who has adhd!

warnings: descriptions of adhd overstimulation, stress, anxiety

rating: SFW, entirely fluff

authors note: so i haven’t seen much stuff about how the ghouls would be with someone who has ADHD, and as someone who has ADHD, i thought it might be nice to get some out there! and aether’s my favorite so i thought he’d be a nice start.

also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

• this ghoul’s so sweet and caring he’d get you anything you need

• if you feel the need to rant about your current hyperfixation, he’ll sit there and listen for hours, just consuming the information

• and if you need any background noise, he can provide that too, he’ll sit with you and gently play soft tunes on his guitar as you speak

• if there’s a party at the Ministry and you’re getting overstimulated, he’ll whisk you away to a quiet area where you can bask in the silence and darkness

• or if you don’t need that- he’ll put his big strong hands over your ears for as long as you need

• you guys share fidget toys, he has so much energy sometimes

• he’ll remind you to eat, get water, take care of yourself

• if you’re having trouble with chores cause of procrastinating, he’ll help! sometimes he even makes games to help, or give you a kiss with every step! he actually makes it quite fun

• if you “power off” after overstimulating situations, he’ll kinda just sit there in your room, ready to get anything if you need, trying to make sure your environment is calming

• he’s an impulsive and chaotic ghoul himself, so you’re doing something random or something that just scratches your brain right, he’ll join in!

• sometimes as a way to show his love, he’ll buy you something that has to do with your current hyperfixation. for example, if you have a one on a certain animal, he’ll buy you a plush or a work of art of that animal. if it’s of a book, he’ll buy you the next book in the series.

• though he never gives you these gifts himself

• he just leaves them on your bed

• for a while you didn’t even know who they were from- and you got a little scared-

• that is, until swiss spoiled that he saw him sneaking into your room

• you were less scared then.

authors note: should i make a part 2?? ALSO, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! (please i need requests, i beg of you)