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MERRY SHITSCRAM

@sentientgolfball i was your secret satanic santa (I hope I didn't keep you waiting too badly...)

Here's a little fic for you :3c

Aether/Dewdrop, breeding kink, a little sprinkle of daddy kink & medfet, and a healthy dash of silly. Enjoy!!

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also @ghostsecretsanta

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HEY. HEY YOU!!

Do you like giant/tiny relationships? Perhaps a fan of macro/micro? Possibly ready to discover something new about yourself? Or maybe even just read something you're not into for the hell of it and have fun?

Well then you should read my fun cool story I wrote about Omega being shrunk down to 6 inches tall and Terzo being horny about it with him, because it's Omega's turn to be the short one for once., and he's kind of really into it. Ao3 Link

also featuring some DOPE art I commissioned from @serpentine-illusion. You're a real one bestie. Here's the one that's least likely to be taken down by tumblr

ok yay thanks bye

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im on my bullshit so im gonna type up a pebble/alpha ramble under the cut

p.s. ok it's more than a ramble, practically a vague mini fic. join me, my alpha/pebble army

Pebble met many ghouls the day he was summoned, but Alpha stood out amongst them all. Well, sort of. They all wore the same uniform and mask, and Omega and Air were too tall to ignore, but the way Alpha held himself was enough to draw Pebble's eyes back to him every time. Not that Alpha noticed, of course. In fact, Pebble wasn't sure they made eye contact at all until they made it back to the ghouls' den. And god, when Alpha took off his mask for the first time... Pebble never knew a resting bitch face could look so handsome.

For the longest time, Pebble followed Alpha around like a lost puppy. When all the ghouls were hanging out in the common area, or sat at a table to eat, Pebble did everything he could to weasel his way into being near Alpha. Some of the ghouls noticed the way Pebble would look up at the fire ghoul with stars in his eyes, but not Alpha. Even when Alpha spent most of his time bitching and making fun of people, even when he had that damned scowl on his face when he was annoyed at something. Even after Alpha had told Pebble to "Fuck off already."

It took a while for Pebble to find his voice and come out of his shell, a few weeks, a month maybe. He didn't want to make any bad impressions, after all. But after watching how the other ghouls fit together, he figured he could slot himself right in.

So he became a little menace.

He complained about shit all the time, made crass jokes, laughed at people's misfortunes, poked fun at other ghouls, got into play fights and wrestled, and worst of all his damn dirty socks seemed to manifest everywhere. Despite the amount of times he found himself chilling on the couch only to have one of his own socks thrown back in his face and told to clean his shit up, it still happened every now and then. Everyone has their flaws, alright?

But when Pebble's real personality started coming out, there was one ghoul in particular who was driven insane by it.

Alpha.

Pebble seemed to constantly find his way to wherever Alpha was lurking, and always had some stupid shit to say. Whether it was asking Alpha a million pointless questions or complaining about some bullshit, Pebble would mosey on in and make himself at home with annoying the shit out of Alpha. No matter how many times Alpha told him to get lost, shut the hell up, get a grip, whatever the hell he could come up with. None of that stopped Pebble from gravitating towards him.

And sure, they weren't always butting heads. They cracked jokes with each other all the time; their teasing wasn't always mean spirited. And Pebble's heart soared when he could make Alpha laugh.

And his heart raced when he made Alpha mad. There was a certain thrill to riling up bigger ghoul, hitched breathes whenever Alpha would crowd into his space, a shot of electricity when Alpha threatened to put him in the dirt. He couldn't get enough of it.

Pebble wanted Alpha to like him so bad. But he loved the way Alpha hated him, too. So you can imagine how long it took for Alpha to get it through his thick skull that Pebble wanted to be more than just a band mate and thorn in his side.

Oh, but when it all clicked in his devious mind, Alpha pounced. It was rough and harsh, angry and passionate. A dream come true for Pebble, and ultimate catharsis for Alpha. No better way to blow off steam than to pin down the little runt who's been pestering him for months now, to pump him full of his cum and drink in every moan and sob, to leave him bruised and marked and claimed.

And with catharsis comes a bit of peace. Soft embraces, gentle purrs and a head tucked under Alpha's chin. A warm body to hold close.

And the promise that this was just the beginning.

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Sighs. Thinking about aromantic Terzo/alloromatic Omega.

Fluffy ramble under the cut. This ghoul loves Terzo so much it makes them both insane

Theyre laying in bed and Omega has Terzo all bundled up in his arms. Omega is purring like crazy and nuzzling up against him. At first Terzo almost asks him to stop and to let him go; Omega is practically smothering Terzo with affection. It's what the ghoul is good at.

But then Terzo really thinks about it for a moment. For whatever reason, Omega loves him. Despite Terzo being grumpy, and quite frankly a bit of an asshole. Despite the fact that Terzo can be selfish, explosive, a recluse.

Despite the fact that Terzo may not love him back. Not in the same way.

Omega was Terzo's favorite ghoul. They'd met a long time ago, before Terzo was Papa. Being friends was easy, the "benefits" came naturally, and being bandmates was a joy. But lovers...that was different.

Terzo craved romance his whole life, he needed someone to be his other half. To make him whole. But no matter how hard he tried, he could never feel that way about someone. He'd flirt, maybe go on a date (or two, if they were lucky) but it just didn't work.

There were times where he tried to act the part-- fake it till you make it, as they say --but it felt just as bad. The idea of someone giving him love that he could only offer back as a lie was repulsive.

And who would ever want to be with someone who didn't love them back?

Omega, apparently.

So Terzo lets himself relax into Omega's arms. He accepts every nuzzle, kiss, and squeeze. And he thanks Omega, praises him, reminds him that he's so glad that he's here.

It feels good to be loved, one way or another.

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VICIOUS NEED

Heh. I'm back again with another fic.........

This one is inspired by all the amazing Cirrus/Copia art made by @serpentine-illusion 🥰 it's got me bad, but i've got them worse

Cardinal Copia has to travel for 'important clergy business,' and Cirrus isn't invited. She is very, very normal about this.

Ao3 Link

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

What's upppp chapter 4 has been posted. let's learn how to summon ghouls with bishop, ok?

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It's Pride Month! Is Alpha still homophobic?

NOT ANYMORE HE AIN'T

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PROMPT copia tries to hit perpetua with her car

LETS FUCKIN GOOOOO

The tour had ended a few months ago, and while Perpetua was out vacationing... wherever the hell he was, Copia decided to take a little break too, with Aether and Cumulus <3

Edit: ok I can't read and didn't process that. you said her, so I tried 2 fix it . If I ducked up no I didn't . bye love u

Cici was driving through a nice generically popular beach town. It was actually the off season, so it wasn't very busy. In the passenger seat sat Cumulus, and Aether sat in the back.

Cici made one of her signature noises, "Eugh," and asked, "where am I going?"

"Take a left at the next light," Aether called out. "The theater is just down the road from there."

Cici sighed. Truly, she had been having fun with her ghouls, but this morning when she woke up, she had been plagued with thoughts of his brother's success.

Maybe it was the purple curtains of their hotel room. Or the weird modern art sculpture shaped like a "V" outside their hotel. Or the fact that the first song that came on the radio was "Satanized," for some fucking reason. Cici came to a stop at the intersection, waiting for the light to change. Maybe her mood was so bad because-

"HOLY SHIT!" Cumulus shouted, making everyone jump. She pointed out the front window, "IS THAT YOUR BROTHER?"

It was him. Fucking V.

"Cici," Aether warned.

Cici's hands tightened around the wheel.

"I'm gonna do it."

"Wait, C--" Cumulus reached out to grab her shoulder.

"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM," Cici exclaimed, teeth clenched.

Aether swore under his breath and rolled down his window, sticking his head out and waving his arms to get Perpetua's attention. Cici's foot slammed on the gas. Cumulus panicked and grabbed the wheel, swerving them away from Cici's incredibly sexy and talented twin, and then crashed into a lamp pole.

Perpetua stood in the crosswalk, eyes wide and frozen in shock at the car wreck in front of him.

Then he shrugged. Many people were already rushing to do something, so he kept walking. He hoped whoever was in that car was ok, but he really didn't think he should get involved. He was a very big deal after all, he'd hate to he a distraction during a crisis.

Later in the hospital, Cumulus and Aether sat at Cici's bedside. Being ghouls, they managed to make it out of the wreck only a little sore. Cici sulked and simmered with rage as she laid in the hospital bed, with so many casts and bandages that she could hardly move. She thought of how her brother had just walked away from the scene of the crime.

"Fucking V," she grumbled.