Do y'all ever think about how fucking creepy quintessence ghouls are? It all seems so innocent at first until the more it starts to get recognized.
Aether laughing as he prevents someone from tripping and falling, having already seen the incident play in his head due to a chair being left crooked. Playing off catching a heavy book falling from the shelf that would've fallen on Copia.
How Omega will finish anyone's sentence or know what they're looking for, so many times he's handed his pack mates the remote before they can even say anything for the TV to be changed. Knowing true intentions.
Phantom suddenly wincing and doubling over, whining as he lets go of Cumulus' wrist; feeling her period cramp in his own body. Who simply can't work in the infirmary as he's too sensitive and begins to feel so much pain and illness.
Delta, in all he has left of his mind, slowly turning to Alpha who cares for him. "Someone will die in four days. They'll be impaled." And they'll go quiet again, comatose and unresponsive like usual. He's never been wrong before.
Swiss, though he doesn't have much, is ADAMANT that he and Rain shouldn't sneak out tonight. They should stay in, instead. It's a gut feeling. Come to find out next morning, their "spot" had caved in due to water damage and killed a sibling that was hiding there.
Aurora doesn't have much either. She wakes up bawling her eyes out, telling Cirrus her dream of one of the guitar techs putting in a cord wrong, and the moment Dew plugs his in — he gets electrocuted. Sure enough, there was a bare wire and a water bottle too close.
Simon peeked into the medbay, swallowing nervously as he examined the strangers body laying silently. Adrian underneath his legs, in an attempt to whisper.
"What is friend Simon thinking, question?" He asked.
"Just... Curious, that's all. If he's alright."
Adrian purred to comfort, lightly hitting against Simon's legs. "Human companion will be alright. I hear heartbeat, very strong."
That had been three days ago. Now, Simon looked up in horror as a body stood above him, alarms blaring. He was frozen with fear, the other human panting and with an IV still sticking out. Blood crusted in his hair, eyebrows, yet his pupils a dark red. He had fangs as his mouth was open, panting.
"Who the fuck are you." The other alien croaked out. "Why did you kidnap me?"
Simon slowly put his hands up, shaking some. "I... I saved you from your submarine? Thingy? I-I don't mean you any harm so please don't harm me-" he squeaked.
The alien huffed but slowly backed away, growling under his breath. Simon was able to sit up, clutching his shirt tightly as the other stared him down.
"His name is Ryland Grace." Simon spoke to his recorder, voice barely a whisper. "He eats like there's no tomorrow. All my ramen? Gone. All my clothes barely fit him, even though I weigh more, he's like a string bean."
Adrian chirped as Grace gently poked his ball.
"He calls me something in another language, but by the time of it it seems like something derogatory. I've decided that he's calling me 'dumb'."
Grace hissed as Adrian bonked into his legs, sending him down onto the floor.
Simon looked behind him and sighed, looking back at the camera. "I have two aliens on my ship. I think I'm going crazy."
"Who is Simon talking to, question?" Adrian spoke out. "Earth friends again?"
"There's more people here?" Grace asked, almost breathless.
"N-no," Simon started. "It's just my recorder. My log book." He corrected.
Grace deflated a little, but nodded. The three eventually sat in silence, Grace just looking around the ship in awe. Much different contrast than the submarine they found him in. He looked over at the translator computer, tilting his head. He pressed a button, jolting as Adrian's voice repeated the sentence.
Adrian giggled at the action, singing more inside their ball. Grace tilted his head the other way, jaw flexing and teeth showing.
"Human Grace have many teeth."
"How many do you see?" Grace asked, suddenly unhinging his jaw and revealing multiple layers. It's almost like a snakes mixed with a penguin. Terrifying.
CW - Pregnancy talk, infant death (brief, minor description)
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, TransM Pregnancy, Trans!Grace, Bloodymary, Grief, Loss, Simon isn't human
Just think about it! Sure, Simon and Grace have been getting freaky for the past months, no doubt about it. But when the day comes when Rocky points at Grace, confusion yet certainly in his voice.
"Grace have extra heartbeat."
He assumed a heart murmur, or something undiscovered. "What's it sound like?"
"Small. But strong."
Grace just hummed and rubbed his chest. "I don't feel weird?"
"Not there." Rocky pointed to his abdomen. "There."
To say he was freaked out was an understatement, pacing back and forth when he told Simon that they were now expecting. It took a while for the two to come to the idea, but slowly easing into the fact that yes! This was happening!
Then came the worry of A) Simon isn't a normal human, what genes are being passed? B) They're on Erid, no human hospital around. C) Baby food because Grace knows he couldn't produce. D) Do they have the proper equipment if something were to go wrong?
The Hail Mary database had plenty of knowledge for the Eridians and plus Grace describing what birth was, for them to make a little hospital nearby their home for them to be comfortable and taken care of.
It was all supposed to be okay! Everything was supposed to go according to plan! Little Haven had been so excited to meet her parents...
Too excited.
She lasted three days.
There was no proper incubator.
They never expected to need one.
Grace and Simon mourned so heavily, the entire plane of Erid falling into mourning as well. They felt they had failed their human friends, had caused to loss of Haven. Different countries had sent their condolences, but nothing could make up for the emptiness of the extra room that had been added onto their home that Grace found himself sitting in. He had post partum, with nothing to partum with.
It took months of Simon and Grace relying on each other to start the healing process, another year to even think about trying for another baby now that they knew it was possible - and this time the Eridians promised to never fail again. They would fix.
So when Adrian had been laying against them, having finished a movie night he had fiddled somewhat with his claws - something he had picked up from Grace.
"Friend Grace headspace okay?" He had asked.
"Yes? What's wrong, bud?"
Adrian had hummed, a claw delicate over his stomach. "There is heartbeat here."
Opal.
She had lasted the full nine months, being born in the newly named Haven hospital. Red eyes that pierce the dark and little fangs that grew in, blonde hair that could rival the sun. She was their pride and joy. Opal was the newest addition to their home, filling in that empty space that had haunted Simon and Grace for so long.
They'd never forget Haven, thanking her for sending down her little sister.
Newly summon Storm having the night terrors every new summon does. Just sitting in the common room, blanket to his chest, trying to remember his deep breathing until he hears footsteps and sees Rain standing a bit away to not spook him.
"Rough night?"
"Uhm... Yeah..."
"Can I sit with you?"
Storm nods and Rain does as he's said, bringing Storm close and letting him lay his head on Rain's lap, slowly petting through his hair and humming a tune. How the water ghoul adjusts Storm's blanket to cover him properly, smile so soft.
"Don't feel embarrassed. I can feel your face is hot... Aether did this for me for the longest time, and then I did it for Aurora. We're a pack now, we have to care for each other through our hardest times... Sleep, storm. I'll be right here no matter what."
It's hard but... He closes his eyes, breathing slow before he drifts off. And when the inevitable happens where Storm wakes up again with a jolt and tears in his eyes, Rain is right there to hug him better
It's too cold in the ministry, even for Phantom, the cold blooded little thing he is. Slowly slinking out of his room and looking at the doors before him before landing on one covered in greenery. Footsteps so soft before he opens the door, not surprised to see the older ghoul propped up in bed with a book.
Mountain's tail just thumps against the bed seeing Phantom, patting the open spot next to him in his giant bed. Phantom doesn't even think twice before clambering up, getting under the weighted covers and against Mountain's side. He knows he'll get overheated soon, but that's okay.
Aether holding Dew down, really fucking him deep but slow. Promising he loves him, saying praises over every single body part, noise, and reaction he does both currently under him and not - from the top of his horns to the bottom of his feet.
Tags: Bloodymary, Trans!Ryland Grace, cunt/tdick used, dry humping, Simon isn't human, sloppy sex, cumming inside, no beta we die like Simon.
This is kind of rushed, I made it in a discord server lmao! More to come
Their mouths were hot, the room heavy. Simon moved in closer, his hand on the back of Grace's to keep him close as his tongue invaded the blonde's mouth. Grace sat on one of his thighs, grinding with vigor and desperate for more friction.
Grace pulled himself away just for Simon to lean forwards and start kissing at his neck, fangs grazing as he nibbled on the pale skin above him.
"Oh- oh heavens-" Grace moaned, head rolling back which Simon used to his advantage to kiss at his jugular.
His eyes pinpointed as he could hear the sound of blood rushing, his fangs growing in size as he resisted the urge to close around it.
"Fuck!" Simon grabbed Grace's waist and turned their position, maneuvering his legs underneath the scientist's thighs and eagerly humping at him.
His balance was wobbly if it wasn't for the metal handle behind Grace on the bed he had a death grip on.
He could feel Grace pull at his pants, moans soft and full of want. "Need- Need these off!"
Simon sadly slowed his humps enough for his cock to be free. Grace gawked at his size, albeit not being the first time he's seen it. His hand shyly wrapped around his length and pumped it slowly.
"Fuck, angel..." Simon breathed out. "Gonna make me go crazy."
Grace's glasses were hanging off of one ear, cheeks a dark red, and silent. He slowly drew his hand away which Simon gruffed at. He looked down to see Grace lifting his butt and taking off his own pants and boxers, cunt glistening and tdick loud n' proud.
"Rub it between me..." Grace whispered an order.
Simon adjusted his position and sat on his knees, his cock gliding through Grace's wet, frotting against his tdick. Had Grace not been insanely horny, he would've been embarrassed about the sounds eliciting from his throat and from his cunt.
"Can I put it in?"
Blue eyes looked up to meet red, Grace breathless as he nodded. "Gently..."
The bed beneath them had creaked as Simon once again adjusted. His cock throbbing in his own hand as he slid its head inside the warmth waiting him. Grace groaned as Simon inched inside, taking his time, and being as gentle as possible.
Soon enough their bodies connected, Simon wobbling and letting his own moan slip out. Grace felt... Well. Heavenly. His angel was everything he could've ever imagined. Nights of want for close contact never prepared him for such an intimate version.
Grace's hand went to his abdomen, shaking. "So full..."
Simon growled under his breath at the comment, slowly pulling back and sinking back inside. It was slow and drawn out before Grace nodded, the convict above him picking up his pace. His hips snapped back and forth in desperation to feel more, to hear more from Grace's soft lips.
His hand was on Grace's stomach, trying to even himself out the best he could. Wet slaps and queefs from how tight Grace was sounded, Grace hiding his face in his arm.
"M' sorry, m' sorry, m'sorry- oh gods-"
"Shh. Shh." Simon huffed, squeezing Grace's stomach. "It's beautiful."
Grace howled suddenly, grabbing behind his knees and forcing them to his chest. "Right there, Simon!! Please, please, fffuu-Oh god!"
Had this been any other time, Simon would've snickered at the almost slip up of a curse word. But not right now. Now he was focused on hammering his cock into that specific spot that made Grace see stars.
"Gonna cum inside- shit- that okay?"
"Yes! Inside me!!"
With his head rolled back, Simon thrusted a few more times before he lurched forwards, hair sticking to his sweaty face and fangs digging into his own bottom lip as he moaned behind it. His cum warming Grace and enough for him to squirt, covering Simon's abdomen and some of his pants still around his thighs.
The two frantically tries to catch their breath, Grace whining and letting his legs relax. Simon waited before going to pull out, Grace suddenly grabbing his arm and shaking his head.
"Need you... Do it again, Simon..."
Oh those sweet baby blues and whimpers. How could Simon say no?
Okay but what if. What if Dew struggled with asthma after his transition. Waiting until the lights go dim does he finally stumble to the side of the stage, patting his chest and desperate to get air. Coughing, ushering for his inhaler and lifting his mask up, balaclava down, to breathe.
Taking two puffs until he feels that burn in his chest slowly dim down, ignoring questions as he redresses and protests for him to wait a little - Cardinal will understand! - he waves them off and puts his inhaler behind one of the chains on the ghoulette's stage.
He's still wheezy but not as bad as before, always keeps pushing it too hard. He's still learning his new limits in this body
