#swiss thoughts

[moonlightindarkness]

swiss is the one who remembers most.

many of the others have blocked it out—trauma repression, cirrus told him once, so they can survive in this new world. those that don't, don't usually like to talk about it. adjusting to the new form, learning how to use the abilities, it's all so much so quick so loud so bright so much, they don't think about it if they can help it.

except swiss.

swiss remembers. he remembers the pain, he remembers the aches in his new muscles and the burn of his new abilities and the deafening noise of the mortal world, new and exciting and terrifying all at once. swiss loves it, loves the way he can do so much and no one bats an eye, really, but he remembers.

so when phantom comes, swiss is there, waiting. he's got heat and ice, soft blankets and firm fingers, rubs sore muscles and soothes the ache of being in a new home. it's not instant, of course, because phantom is...different, they're all different in their ways, so he waits like he always does until phantom comes to him. they talk and they laugh and they cry and when phantom asks if it's better here, if it really is worth it like everyone says, swiss is ready. he just has to tell the truth.

and if it means phantom is just as onboard with all the wild shit swiss does, ramps everything up to eleven because why not the way swiss does, prepares for summonings the way swiss does...well.

swiss can't help but smile. because he's not alone anymore.

[moonlightindarkness]

came back wrong trope except its the ghouls when summoned AKA trans ghoul thoughts

existence is different in the pit—some things are the same, of course. the teeth, the claws, the way their skin starts to darken at the wrists and ankles until the very tips of them are black as ink. but their bodies, the musculature, the physicality, the nerves and sinew and bones aren't the same Down There.

so when they get summoned, sometimes it's fine. mountain, for instance, is the most similar to what he looked like Before, albeit with some slight changes. but sometimes, like swiss, and phantom, and aurora, and and and, it's Not.

their new bodies aren't right; they don't fit right, don't move right, don't feel right. there are things that help, of course. swiss is gifted a binder by an older ghoul, and phantom learns how to breathe easier after flattening their chest in a ritual gone right, and cirrus and cumulus officially adopt aurora and teach her about padding and layers and the language of her new body.

the congregation help sometimes, too—not without a price, always, but they ghouls are there to help, after all, and why shouldn't they learn from the humans who have been doing this for millenia already?