#ghoul fluff

[byeashhh]

the laziest ghoul alive mini fic where swiss is supposed to be at rehearsal. instead, he’s wrapped around you like a blanket and insisting on “five more minutes.” (this is in no way to have any amount of defense towards the actions of the man behind the mask, justin "jutty" taylor)

contains: light physical affection, domestic fluff, mild language, implied relationship, sleepy teasing, gender neutral reader (no explicit content — just soft intimacy and comfort after a show)

morning in the ghoul den came slowly. the air was cool, heavy with the faint smell of coffee drifting from somewhere down the hall, and the low rumble of other ghouls moving about. but swiss wasn’t moving.

he lay tangled in a heap of blankets and limbs, they caught somewhere under the weight of him. a faint shaft of light filtered through the curtain, landing across his face and he made a low noise of protest, burying his head against the nearest soft thing, which happened to be their chest. “swiss,” they said, voice muffled through his hair. “you’re crushing me.”

he grumbled, voice thick with sleep. “hmm. you’re comfy. guess i’ll just die here.” they laughed quietly, trying to shift, but his arm only tightened around their waist. his tail flicked lazily once, the tip curling over their leg as if to anchor himself even more. “you’ve got rehearsal,” they reminded him. “no i don’t,” he mumbled, eyes still shut. “that’s future swiss’s problem. present swiss is hibernating.”

they brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, amusement softening into something warmer. “you’re impossible.” “mmm,” he hummed, nuzzling in closer. “you love it.”

“do i?” they teased. he cracked one eye open, a grin forming despite the sleep still tugging at him. “yeah, you do. i’m adorable in the morning. irresistible.” they rolled their eyes, though their hand didn’t stop carding through his hair. “you’re a menace.”

“a beloved menace,” he corrected, voice fading as he sank back toward sleep. “five more minutes…” five minutes turned into ten. then twenty.

by the time someone knocked on the door, probably dewdrop yelling that he was late again, swiss still hadn’t moved. he only groaned and pulled the blanket over both their heads, tail flicking in irritation. “tell them i’m dead,” he muttered.

“dead people don’t purr, swiss.”

“then i’m undead,” he mumbled. “still not leaving.” and so they stayed tangled up in warmth and lazy laughter, the world outside the den fading away for just a little longer.

[djarinluvrr]

⎯⎯ ୨ 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐓 - 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ୧ ⎯⎯

↳ ɢʜᴏᴜʟ - ᴄᴏᴏᴘᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ༉‧₊

- ,, from a previous life - by @ghoulsbounty

↳ bound and fearful, you seek answers from a mysterious stranger about the fate of those you love. (series)

- ,, how about a nuke? - by @not-neverland06

↳ The surface sucks. There’s nothing else to it, you’re affronted by violence and brutality every minute you’re up here. The one thing that’s kept you going has been Cooper slowly easing up, you should have known better. (series)

- ,, act naturally - by @bonesxbows

↳ while exploring an old section of hollywood, the two of you stumble upon an old advertisement for a cowboy movie. but the man on the poster looks suspiciously a lot like cooper, even down to the same smile. but it couldn't possibly be him...right? (mini series)

- ,, the end of beginning - by @not-neverland06

↳ you don’t know how it starts. But you know how it ends. there’s not a specific moment where you can pinpoint how this whole sordid affair began. Not a true affair, in your own defense. Nothing physical ever happened between the two of you, but what did happen was somehow almost worse. maybe it was when Bud first introduced you to him or when you began to eat dinners with his family. It could have been the times he would randomly drop by your home for a drink, you’re not sure. It doesn’t even matter, you know that no matter what it never would have ended well for either of you. (series)

- ,, silk from their soul - by @brandyllyn

↳ It was supposed to be an easy bounty. But something ain't right about her - and Cooper's itching to find out what. (series)

- ,, sweet as nukacola - by @periprose

↳ you're an upcoming actress who has a constant flirtation with cooper howard. but even if things seem to be off to a good start, a nuclear bomb, a cryogenic pod, and two hundred years of carnage ruins all of it. Is there something to be salvaged from your relationship with mr. howard? (one shot)

- ,, karma police - by @persefolli

↳ "you just aint her." (one shot)

➥ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI WITH NSFW CONTENT ON THIS MASTERLIST

➥ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

[bitemefightme]

The ghouls giving copia some love before they have to leave for tour

I seem to have an inability to write fluff without making it a little angsty... Sorry about that.

Copia wasn't happy. Anyone with working eyes and half a brain could tell you that just from looking at him. He didn't want to be Frater Imperator. He didn't want to step away from the limelight. But more than anything, he didn't want to send his ghouls off with someone he hadn't even had the displeasure of meeting. And his ghouls could tell from the way he's kept them close while he prepared to be transferred.

As the day of his and the ghouls departures got closer, Copia seemed to talk less. His room and office were bare of everything except the essentials and most days he could be found just staring off into space.

So, it came as no surprise to anyone when the pack all but kidnapped Copia into the den.

"They'll be just fine with us." Cumulus spoke softly to Copia as he watched Dew and Mountain fight over who would play against him in Mario kart.

Cumulus and Swiss had been informed that as soon as the new Papa was able to summon his own ghouls, they would be sent back to the Mission to assist Frater Imperator. It broke their hearts, knowing that they would be separated from their pack soon, but they knew they would have Sunshine and Aether and each other. Not to mention their beloved papa.

"That's not what I'm worried about." Copia's eyes drifted over the pack of ghouls he'd grown close to over the last few years. "I... I don't know if I'll be okay without them."

Copia's voice broke at the confession. He wasn't used to being so vulnerable but being hidden in the ghouls den, deep within the bowls of the mission, surrounded by what he considered family, he felt safe to let out everything that had been building up over the past few weeks.

"You're all the family I have left." He admitted, turning his teary eyes to Cumulus, who pulled him close. "I know you and Swiss will be back sooner rather than later but..."

"It won't be the same." Swiss piped up.

By this point the other ghouls had picked up on Copia's distress and were moving closer to comfort him.

"The tour will be over before you know it." Aurora rested her head on Copia's shoulder as she looped her arms around him.

"And we'll call you every day!" Phantom had his chin on Copia's knee, his own tears filling his eyes.

Copia forced a smile. He didn't want his ghouls upset on his behalf, even though it warmed his heart to know they cared so deeply for him.

Dew's face came into view as he reclined into Copia's lap and looking around he realized that the whole pack was laying on him or near him in some way. Mountain was resting his chin on the top of his head, Aurora and Cumulus were snuggled up on either side of him, Phantom, Swiss, and Cirrus were by his legs, and Dew and Rain were laying over Aurora and Cumulus's laps to rest their heads in his. He wasn't quite sure who it started from but soon enough deep purrs and chirps filled the room.

Copia couldn't hold in his laughter at the absurdity of it all, feeling like he was surrounded by 8 giant cats. It was probably the first time he'd laughed since that finale concert.

The ghouls shot each other pleased glances, finally feeling like they were getting through to their Papa.

"Okay okay, I'm done with crying and the moping and the bleh," Copia makes a vague gesture to his face.

Rain grabs Copia's cheeks, squishing them between his palms as he pulls him down enough to plant kisses on his forehead. This set off another chain reaction and Copia giggled as his face, neck and hands were covered his gentle, lovely kisses. It only stopped when Copia yelped and pushed Swiss over with his foot because the multi-ghoul had tried to sink his fangs into his Papa's knee.

"Bity little bugger." Dew huffs.

"Well, you usually like it when I bite you." Swiss wiggles his brows suggestive at the fire ghoul and earns himself another shove.

Copia sighs, finally feeling a contentness fill him. It would take a while to truly be okay with how things turned out but he somehow felt better in this moment, knowing how much his ghouls love him.

"Just promise you'll do your best and come back safe and sound i miei tesori." Copia sighs as he pats Phantom and Cirrus on the head.

"I'm the most careful ghoul I know." Dew boasts as he rolls onto his stomach. "So, don't worry."

Copia giggles again as he reclines farther into the couch, enjoying his ghouls presents. It may be different and difficult but he was sure that he could get through all this change...

Eventually.

(several months later: Copia gets a call from Mountain and picks it with confusion seeing as this wasn't the usual time his ghouls called him.

Just outside his office doors, Copia's assistants jump when they hear him yell.

"What do you mean he broke his leg in two spots?!")