#. Dewdrop Ghoul

[pomidaea]

Part 1 of my ghoul designs. Starting off with Rain and Dewdrop ✨

Feel free to ask questions cause I'd gladly share my creative process, it's just that idk where to start :')

Headcanons and explanation about their design and respective elements under the cut:

Water Ghouls

They have thin and small horns that can easily break off. Their horns are meant for display purposes and not for butting heads with other ghouls

They have the thickest and longest tails among the ghouls. Due to this, they are one of the 2 elements that have non-prehensile tails. This does not however stop them from using their tails as a whip for smacking things and other ghouls as a warning

With what they lack in horns and defenses, they make up for being venomous/toxic

Colors = cool colors (red, orange, yellow are rare)

Rain

His tentacle-like hair is affected by his emotions. The stronger the emotion, the more curly it becomes. If he's bored or sad, it goes limp

Tends to drag his tail while he walks, easily trips. On more than one occasion, his packmates accidentally stepped on his tail

Has a venomous barb on his tail

Fire Ghouls

They have goat-like horns that point inward, a fire orb can appear when they use their magic

Wide mouths that have slits on the cheeks. These openings act as a vent to help regulate body temperature

You can tell the maturity of the ghoul by the color of their flames (Blue = young/inexperienced, Red = old). If their flames are green, something is wrong

Colors = ranges from warm colors to black/brown only

Dewdrop

Some water ghoul features carried over after his transition. The gills on his neck act as a replacement for a fire ghoul's mouth vent

Blind eye effect: The fire transition gave his eyes a foggy look. Vision is completely fine but it seems like he's always staring blankly into space

Had his hair cut off days after the transition by Aether and Mountain because they were worried about him. He was ripping locks of his hair from his scalp to calm himself (think of a bird plucking its own feathers)

His hair grew back during Copia's papacy but it now grows unevenly and needs to be constantly fixed/tied back

[lussysbabydoll]

CUTEEEEEE

CATEGORY 7 DELUSION EVENT GUYS RING THE ALARM BELLS

( Thank you @0-miles-away for leaving this scenario in my tags, i lost my mind. )

[tinyluvs]

thinking about camboy!rain who knows he’s pretty, stunning, knows his body is good, desired. knows he can make money off of it. so he sets up an account on some sketchy lil website and within a handful of weeks he has thousands of followers

camboy!rain who puts on a pretty little pastel blue skirt that doesn’t really cover anything but matches the colour of the large girthy silicone dildo he’s bouncing on, leaning forwards to show the camera & viewers how wet he is & how stretched out he is around the toy, slick dripping into a puddle on the floor

camboy!rain who will stop bouncing when people stop sending money, tells them if they wanna see him cum they have to send and within seconds hundreds of dollars are being sent his way so he starts bouncing again, wraps a hand around his dick and jerks until he’s cumming in puddles all over the floor

camboy!rain who gets dew to stand behind the camera jerking himself off over rains face while he’s overdoing it, performing for the viewers. sticks his tongue out and shows of the little metal ball that sits perfectly in the centre of his tongue. says, you gonna cum for me? paint my face and let everyone see? to dew so everyone hears him groaning n grunting, fuck yeah

camboy!rain who lets dew cum in thick hot stripes all over his face & tongue, shows off the way it pools around his piercing. let’s dew dance his fingertips through the mess, smearing it over rains lips & down his chin while calling him a little slut

camboy!rain who sits on swiss’ lap, camera only showing their bellies and where their cocks are pressed together, swiss’ hand working over both of them while rains arching his back so pretty, rutting his hips up to fuck his cock through swiss’ fist until swiss’ fingers are covered & dripping in a mix of their cum

[ghoulangerlee]

HERE WE GO. dewther phone sex that probably could have gone on for another six thousand words if I'd continued writing instead of forcing myself to end it :)

there is some lore-y stuff in here because I am not me if I don't include my own personal lore, and at the end there's mentions of heats and knotting but neither of those actually happen :)

Dew is a lil mean in this but as it turns out, Aether really likes em mean.

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The phone rings, pulling him from the inventory reports in front of him—it's the desk phone of all things, not his cell that sits face down a little further away and for a moment, he thinks to ignore it, to continue his work so he can finish quicker and get to bed sooner, but at the late hour it could be some kind of emergency— 

He picks it up, balancing his pen in his other hand as he cradles the desk phone between his ear and shoulder, “Infirmary, this is Aether speaking, how can I help you?”  

There’s silence on the line for a moment and Aether tilts his head, “Hello? Is someone there?”  

A sigh, familiar in its tone echoes across the line, “Hey Aeth,” Dew mumbles, sounding tired, “Didn’t know if you’d still be awake.”  

Aether glances up at the clock across the room, the hands ticking by slowly, it’s late, much later than he’d expected, “Ah,” he says, “I was finishing up some inventory reports in the infirmary, some new guy decided to double the amount of gauze we need so now we’re swimming in it but don’t have any more antibiotics,” he glances down at the papers in front of him, red lines crossed through black numbers, “Been down here most of the day counting things to get everything right again.”  

Dew hums, a pleased little sound, “I like hearing you talk about the work you do,” he says, tone bordering on that sappy-tired one he gets whenever he’s worked to the bone and sleepy, “I miss you.”  

“I miss you too,” Aether murmurs with a small smile, leaning back in his chair and focusing all of his attention on Dew, “How is guard duty with Frater Imperator?” he asks, a brief flash of worry catching him.  

“He’s safe,” Dew says, yawns widely over the line, “A little annoyed by the travel, a lot annoyed that there may still be something or someone after him despite everything,” he’s candid about it, and if Aether closes his eyes, he can almost see Dew sitting in front of him, waving a lazy hand in emphasis as he speaks. “Of course, we’re doing fine, this other church is okay, a little drafty and the ghouls here don’t really speak, but I guess it’s fine for a little while. The elders keep giving me dirty looks when they think Copia isn’t watching though.”  

A pang of regret goes through him, he’d almost went with Dew and Copia, but something had come up in the infirmary, someone had fallen ill and he’d been the best person to fill in, he wishes he were there with Dew right now. “Sounds exciting,” he says, “A little draft isn’t too much for a fire ghoul, right?” he asks teasingly, feeling the tension of the day fade the longer he speaks to Dew.  

“Cold day in Hell that a puny little church with an annoying clergy bothers me enough to make me leave early,” Dew says with a snort, “I wanted to talk to you though, time differences suck. We’re on different continents and everything so I can’t even really feel you right now either.”  

Aether gets it, he can feel the way his bond with Dew is weakened, barely there, dormant in the distance between them—in the back of his mind he can still feel him, but it’s a far cry from the usual. “I know, wisp,” he murmurs, “I wish we were closer too,” he admits, “Church is quiet without you here.”  

“Copia was giving me shit earlier,” Dew admits after a few moments of silence, “Said I looked sad, like someone stole something from me,” he pauses, clears his throat, “Told me to come call you, that you’d probably be up working still even at the late hour.”  

“He was right,” Aether says with a little laugh, “Not that he has any room to talk about what is and isn’t late,” he continues, and then glances up at the ceiling, “Are you still sad?” he asks cheekily, lazily spinning his chair to the side, “Do you need me to talk to you so you can fall asleep?”  

He means it as a joke, but there’s a serious undercurrent there, something they’d discovered before Copia’s lateral move, when Dew had toured but Aether stayed behind—sometimes, sometimes his brain wouldn’t let him sleep, not alone, and he’d call Aether, listen to the quintessence ghoul talk until his eyes grew heavy and he fell into a comfortable sleep—imagining his mate right there beside him.  

Dew hums lazily, “Maybe,” he starts, but this time, there’s something of a breathless quality to his voice, “Or maybe I want to talk to you about other things.”  

It takes Aether a moment, if he focuses hard enough, he can hear something on the other line, a slick sound, a hitch in Dew’s breathing, “Is this a booty call?” he can’t help but ask, the words spilling out before he can stop it, “Dew are you—” he cuts himself off, presses his palm against the bottom of the phone and glances around the office.  

It’s late, of course, and the door isn’t locked, but he’s the only one down here right now, having sent the rest of the staff off, only keeping a bare bones support staff in case of emergencies, but he can’t sense anyone else.  

“I am working,” Aether finally says, lowering his hand, feeling a flush come up the sides of his neck, “If someone were to walk into my office, they’d—”  

“They’d what?” Dew asks sharply, the hitch in his voice making it obvious what he’s doing, “They’d think you were on the phone, right, baby? That you’re working late, working so hard for everyone, making sure the inventory reports are all correct. You’re not doing something silly like touch yourself, are you? You’re on the phone and you’re working diligently.”  

Aether grits his teeth, pressing a fist hard into his thigh, “I’m not touching myself,” he says, and looks down at his desk again, numbers taunting him on the page, “I’ve stopped working for the moment to talk to you,” he inhales deeply, bites his lip when he hears Dew moan quietly over the line.  

“You’re being such a good boy,” Dew murmurs the praise, praise that shoots right down to Aether’s core, “I’m going to touch myself and you’re going to listen to me and keep working, aren’t you?”  

Aether bites harder at his lower lip, tilting his head back against the chair, “I am,” he finally agrees, after a long moment of listening to Dew breathe heavily, the slick sounds of his hand.  

Dew waits for a moment, almost as if he’s aware that Aether’s not working, waits for minutes until Aether sits up, scoots his chair forward and picks his pen back up, “If I were there with you, I’d situate myself under your desk,” he purrs, words going a bit high on the end. “You’d be a busy body about it, complain about me distracting you but we both know you want me to.”  

Aether digs the pen into the paper in front of him, keeping his gaze trained on the numbers on the page and he hums a little, “You are good at being a little shit sometimes,” he says, trying to keep his tone casual.  

A laugh, breathless and the slick sounds seem to get louder, “Uh huh,” he agrees, “I am, but you love me like that, you love when I push your buttons. Take you down a peg, big guy.” Dew grunts a little and Aether can only imagine that he’s fucking up into his fist, “You turn to putty in my hands the second I get my mouth on you,” he breathes.  

“Lies,” Aether says, trying to keep his voice firm as he presses his legs together, “You’re just running your mouth.”  

Dew swears softly, “Aether,” he moans out, “Strong words for the guy who begged me to fuck him right before I left,” he teases, and Aether feels hot under the collar when he thinks about it, how desperate he had been for Dew’s dick. “It’s okay big guy, I love when you fall apart for me, when you can barely speak because you’re so dick drunk,” he coos, “Thinking about how your skin’s so cold, but every time I get inside you, you heat up like a fire ghoul,” he teases, “Like I’m branding you from the inside out, isn’t that right baby, you’re all mine and no one can fuck you as good as I can.”  

Aether squeezes the pen in his hand tight enough that he can hear the plastic creaking, “Dew,” he says sharply, but doesn’t speak beyond that, knows if he says anything else he’s going to make a fool of himself, he’s going to start babbling about how much he wishes Dew were here now, down under his desk, mouth on him, making him come.  

As the silence stretches between them, Dew moans again, this time higher, another swear, the steady creak of bedsprings, little ah, ah, ahs falling from his lips as he does, “Say something sweet for me baby,” he finally says, breathless and oh so close. “Let me hear your gorgeous voice, tell me what you want me to do for you, baby.”  

And oh Dew’s begging now, desperate in the same way he gets when they’re together, even when he’s being mean and teasing Aether—when he’s close, when he just needs a bit more to come.  

The pen clatters to the desk and Aether’s quick to shove his hand down the front of his scrubs, so glad he’d opted for them instead of the stuffy slacks he normally wore when on administration duties, “I want your mouth on me,” he finally admits, “Wanna fuck your face while you wait under the desk for me to finish working,” he manages to get out, moans when his fingers meet his dick, stroking over it quickly. “Want you to put a couple of fingers inside me, something for me to squeeze around,” he swallows heavily, tilts his head back against the chair as he arches his hips up into his own touch, imagining the heat of Dew’s mouth around him, “I feel so empty, firelight,” he admits, voice breaking a little as he does, pants out in the open, “Feels so empty when you’re away, want you to carve a place inside me and never leave.”  

Dew swears again, louder, a litany of fucks falling from his lips and Aether thinks he comes, thinks if he focuses hard enough he can feel it, the heat of it inside him, that maybe their distance is driving him a bit mad with how much he misses him.  

“Come for me baby,” Dew’s voice, rough with his orgasm, fills Aether’s ears, draws a sharp gasp out of him as he clenches around nothing and comes, goes completely breathless with it as he continues to touch himself until he’s too sensitive and he has to pull his hand away though it doesn’t go far, arm falling limp between his thighs once his hand is free from his scrub pants.  

It takes a while for his heart to settle down, for his breathing to fall under control again and he allows it, floats there as he wishes that Dew were here with him right now, a warm weight between his legs, fire all down his chest and stomach as he cradles him close, chasing away the chill that always falls over Aether after coming.  

“—ay we’re going to be back tomorrow, we’ve done all the ground work here, anyway, the rest is just boring admin work that can be done over Doom meetings.” Dew’s murmuring when he comes back into focus, “As soon as I see you baby, I’m going to get my hands all over you just like you deserve,” he promises, filthy and low in his ear, “Gonna have you coming so much you’ll be satisfied for days.”  

Aether hums, interested when his brain catches on the first part, still mostly focused on the second half of Dew’s words, “Tomorrow?” he asks, hating the way his voice sounds so hopeful.  

Fuck, it’d been weeks though, since he’d last seen Dew. Since they’d been together. He misses him.  

“Yeah, baby,” Dew murmurs, “Our plane landed a bit ago, we’re at a hotel for the night, but Copia’s got a car coming to get us in the morning. We’ll be home before you know it.”  

Aether makes another noise, something choked, “Oh,” he says, looks down at the paper on the desk in front of him, half-finished inventory reports, “I’ve got to—”  

“Whatever it is, it can wait,” Dew says firmly, “You’ve got tomorrow off and maybe the day after, Copia’s feeling a bit benevolent,” he says that with a bit of a grin in his voice, “Inventory will be fine for a couple of days, besides, Copia said he’d work on whatever you didn’t finish, just leave it where you’ve got it and he’ll take over. No arguing with me, alright?”  

And well, Aether can’t argue, because he’s feeling a bit selfish, a bit like he wants to shirk his duties for a few days so he can spend time with Dew instead, something warm settling in the pit of his stomach. “Okay,” he settles on, feels the weight lifted off of his shoulders at the word as he leans back in the chair, making it squeak a bit under his weight.  

“Good boy,” Dew says sweetly, “Now, listen, I want you to hang up the phone and go get cleaned up, settle in our bed and before you know it, I’ll be there, waking you up with a kiss.”  

Aether thinks about his nest, the one he’d been working on since Dew had left, how it still smells like the two of them and how much he wants to be there now, “Okay, yeah,” he says, “I can do that.” He swallows, bites his lip, “I love you, Dew.”  

Dew hums softly, “I love you too, big guy, I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.”  

When he hangs up the phone, it’s with warm feelings, and as he levers himself up out of the chair, he feels like he’s floating.  

He grabs his phone, scrolling through the few notifications that he has, there’s a couple of text messages that he’s not too concerned with answering tonight, another text from Dew that’s just a heart emoji and then a singular calendar notification.  

Aether raises an eyebrow but thinks nothing of it at first, locks up the office and deposits the key in the safe box for another staff member to find before he heads up from the infirmary and to his and Dew’s bedroom.  

Once he’s showered and settled into bed, wearing only his underwear and a thin t-shirt that used to be Dew’s at one point and is entirely too short on Aether and stretched out the from the number of times he’s squeezed into it, he picks his phone up again.  

Taps the calendar notification and blinks at the entry that had been added recently.  

Mandatory Leave 10.26 - 11.3 – Accepted by F. Imperator  

There’s a text, one that had come in while he was in the shower, from Copia this time.  

Dew may be a little grumpy in the morning, our car arrives in three hours to pick us up, we’ll be back before your heat starts. The others have stocked your room while you were working and I’ve taken the opportunity to clear your schedule for the next week just in case. Let me know if there’s anything you need <3  

He feels a surge of affection, sends back a heart in response and takes a moment to take stock of himself, feels the low simmer of something that had been bothering him for a while, something gnawing at him the entire time he’d been without Dew—and he didn’t think that it was heat, thought it was just something happening because Dew had been away for so long. His mind races a bit, wonders why his heat had decided to show now of all times—  

His phone buzzes again, a text from Dew.  

Go to sleep, Aeth. I can feel you thinking from all the way out here. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.  

He huffs quietly, sends back a fuck you and a heart a moment later, almost immediately, another text comes through.  

Of course, big boy, anything you need. I’ll even let you knot me if you want <3  

[dewsgremlin]

Dewdrop: Don't be part of the problem. Be the whole problem.

[dewphomet]

Severely apologize for the lack of art lately, I've been fighting art block and finally getting back to it again! I will get back to working on request eventually aswell but I'm currently focusing on some ghoul redesigns first and foremost (and some dewther of course, I miss em a lot) but yes! Just a little update from my part ⛧

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[purlty23]

Been thinking about this post and also about Secondo ghoul interaction so of course. I had to (click for better quality!)

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[pihpihpih]

[ashthewaterghoul]

Ghoul Height Headcanons

Era V

Dew - 5’ (actually 4’11” but the other Ghouls let him believe he has the extra inch)

Aether - 6’

Sunshine - 5’11”

Cirrus - 5’11” (but like a fraction taller than Sunny)

Phantom - 5’8”

Mountain - 7’8” (usually glamours a foot off it tho)

Rain - 5’10”

Swiss - 6’4”

Aurora - 4’9”

Cumulus - 5’5”

[forlorn-crows]

𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚

pairing(s): dewdrop/aether words: 539 rating: explicit

notes: top!dew, but he still calls aether 'daddy' >:)

"Fuck, daddy, such a good mouth," Dew praises, arching into Aether's mouth and digging his fingers tighter into his hair. "Suck me so good."

Aether moans around his cock, tonguing at the underside. Chin hitting Dew's sac. He turns his watery eyes up to look at Dew's face, pupils wide and needy.

Dew's mouth drops open in a gasp. "Yeah? Like when I use you like this?"

Aether nods the best he can and squeezes the fire ghoul's thighs. He swallows hard, working this throat around the head until Dew's eyes roll back with a breathy whine.

"Ugh, fuckin'---so fuckin' perfect, daddy," he groans. "Keep---yeah, keep sucking."

Aether's more than happy to comply. He shuffles closer, bracketing Dew's hips with his forearms and gripping his waist. He pulls off just until the wet little head is inside, and bobs. Not far enough to take him down to the base, but just enough to push and pull at the foreskin, popping over the widest part of the head and retreating back again. Up and down, up and down. When Dew's fingers tighten in his hair again, Aether hovers. Again, only keeping the head in his mouth, he pushes the tip of his tongue against the edge of the foreskin, licking along the perimeter and flicking at the sensitive skin.

Pre bubbles up at the tip, and he licks that up too. Pushing into the slit until Dew keens and begs:

"Oh fuck, s-sensitive. You---daddy, you gotta." Dew tosses his head back and groans loudly as Aether suckles at the head, throbbing hard against the roof of his mouth. "Fuck, I need more of you."

The quint ghoul moans a soft mm? over his cock, not so subtly grinding at the bed as he meets Dew's eyes again.

He smiles, cheeks flushed. Eyes heavy as he thrusts into his mouth. "Don't you want this inside? Make you feel good too?" Dew pulls him off with a pop and reaches down with his free hand to grab the base of his cock, tapping the head of it against Aether's tongue.

"Uh huh," Aether breathes. A line of saliva drops down to Dew's balls, slow as syrup. "P'ease fu- me," he slurs, diligently keeping his mouth open as Dew rubs his dick around.

Quicker than Aether can groan, Dew's on him, tugging him up to the head of the bed and flipping himself around so he's draped over his back. He presses Aether's chest to the mattress and pulls at his tail, baring his twitching hole to the air.

"Gonna be a good daddy for me?" Dew grunts, unceremoniously shoving two fingers in, spitting around them. "Fuck, you're tight. Can't wait to fill you up."

"Dew," Aether moans into the mattress. Dew's fingers press in deep, and his own half chub twitches to life. "Oh, baby, wanna be good for you," he rumbles, fucking himself back onto the digits.

"That's it," Dew lilts, spreading his fingers. "Daddy has such a hungry hole, doesn't he?"

Aether shivers, groaning low into the blankets. "So--" Dew presses down, making his toes twitch. "So hungry, fuck."

"Yeah," the fire ghoul rasps, pressing his cock to one of Aether's cheeks and sighing at the friction. "Yeah you are."

[geasthewritingrat]

Phantom: if i was born back then, i wonder which team i'd be on Phantom: and if i'd win Dew: i think theyd lose just from having you support them

[skele-bunny]

Can I ask for some age regression dewdrop with aether as his care taker?

OOhHHHHHHH MY GOD THANK U THANK U!!! Me and @artificialmoth talk about agereg Dewy all the time 🥺 this is so special thank u

Little Dew, who we call Kitty (name idea thanks to Sphylor), came around during era 3. He finally felt comfortable and safe in his environment to relax after so many stressors, giving him the opportunity to just... Be small! Kitty is extremely non verbal, and in the tinier age range of 2-4. Unfortunately, within my canon, his environment became too unsafe to have such vulnerability so kitty just, basically, hid.

It wasn't until the beginning of Prequelle did kitty come back again. In the old bedroom with Aether to get some of their things to move to the new den when he seen one of his old toys. Just gently going over the ridges and bumps before he slowly sat down, playing with it and eventually so lost in that comfort it kinda just... Slipped.

Now, I think ghouls can change their size and appearance. Age regression plays into that a bunch! Aether came back to a tiny Dew surrounded in toys and playing, looking up at him and freezing. Just a fear response. But Aether slowly sat down, tilting his head before smiling and picking up a teddy bear.

"What are you playing?"

And from there, Aether met Kitty. He's kitty's immediate caretaker and they wouldn't have it AANNYY other way. He's also met "Dewey" (specifically with an e, his words) which is Dew's middle. Bitey little thing and has a lot of fits. Doesn't know how to regulate himself a bunch so Dewey requires a lot more attention, structure, and gentle parenting rather than Kitty who just needs gentleness.

Kitty has pacifiers he doesn't really use unless he's really small, but the handle? Yeah? He doesn't like it. Fussed CONSTANTLY until the point Aether figured out what was bothering him, and learned to remove it.

He also kneads on Aether a bunch! He doesn't mean to, but sometimes his lil claws will prick Aether. Aeth never gets mad tho :3 just gently redirects to another area. Sometimes Aeth will fold the blanket in half to help prevent getting nicked

Aether got Kitty an extra soft blanket for his first gift! Kitty fuckin LOVES it sooo much!!! It also smells like Aether so it's a plus. You'll never see him without it in his lil nest

Also, have you ever seen the videos of cats and weenie dogs in a hoodie/jacket sleeve? Yeah, that's Kitty.

Kitty doesn't like a lot of noise or lights, so they have fairy lights and a specific playlist dedicated for little time. Sometimes if he needs visual stim, Aether will put on aquatic videos of like... Jellyfish or an aquarium live stream. There's also led around the TV that matches the screen to help with lighting! He's just in straight awe, purring, eyes full and watching. Lil tail thumping cause he's so invested

[bloodonmysqueegee]

EVERY GHOUL EVER (almost)

I'll do the zero ghouls and LA ghoulettes soon i promise but for now. all of em.

Daily reminder that the ghouls are seperate people from the people playing them. They're silly demons, not their actors

[thelampisaflashlight]

Thoughts on how Swiss and Dew adjusted to life with the other ghouls as human/ghoul hybrids. Let's go.

-Swiss, having a ghoul for a mother, was a lot more aware of ghoul culture/pit traditions and dynamics, so he definitely had a leg up here over Dew; Additionally, because his mother was a ghoul, he developed more ghoulish traits early on, so he was less taken off guard by further physical changes that came with age.

Dew, having been born to a human mother, didn't develop his ghoulish traits until much, much later in life (the parent that carries the kit/baby influences their presentation at birth, although this isn't always the case, it happens more often than not) so his relationship with his ghoulish side is a bit more... turbulent.

-Since Swiss had both his parents present in his life from an early age, he always had someone to turn to for life's awkward questions... Dew did not.

In fact, Dew hid a lot of things from his mother, even as a kid, not wanting to upset her, so suffice to say he's a little envious of Swiss in that regard.

-It was relatively easy for Swiss to mesh with the rest of the pack and adjust to living in the abbey; He was thrilled to be around other ghouls and to experience things first hand, whereas Dew definitely felt more hesitant and insecure.

It took mere months for Swiss to settle in, but years for Dew to finally feel comfortable enough to really engage with the others outside of a professional capacity, and, even then, he wasn't as rough and tumble as the others, so he felt further outcasted.

That being said, not everything went smoothly for Swiss either; Much like Dew, he's a lover not a fighter, but because of his size and demeanor, he often wound up getting into altercations and feeling like he couldn't catch a break or have a moment of peace.

As such, Swiss also began to isolate himself.

-The first time Swiss joined a hunt, he felt very outside of himself.

He liked the hunt and everything leading up to it, but in the aftermath he felt ashamed/guilty for what he'd done, and needed to take some time to reflect after the fact. Ultimately, however, he decided he liked it enough to continue joining them, and eventually got over some of his more negative emotions surrounding it.

Dew, much like Swiss, rode the high of the hunt until it came crashing down around him, except he ended up deciding it wasn't for him.

He does, however, join the water ghouls on their outings to the lake to "control the fish population"...

-Since they're both half human, Dew and Swiss are more temperature sensitive than the other ghouls, so they're constantly battling with the pack over what is an appropriate temperature for the main den to be depending on the time of year.

-Neither Swiss nor Dew have a "scent" in the way other ghouls do; They smell like something for sure, but it's just their natural human-y musk, and it's nowhere near as potent as the others.

It makes them weirdly harder to track, and provides them an extra layer of stealth, which freaks the other ghouls out, because how can they possibly be more difficult to find than a full-blooded ghoul?

And lastly;

-When the other ghouls try to roughhouse with them in a "friendly" manner like they would with other ghouls, Dew and Swiss both have a more, "What the hell, man-" reaction to it, instead of seeing it as playful.

Dew learned to bite back and hiss if he doesn't want to play though, Swiss hasn't quite figured things out in that regard, and often ends up going along with it.

[tobomau]

Ghoul Height chart!

Saw someone else doing this and i wanted to make my own :] Water, Earth, Fire, Quint, Multi, Air Current Ghouls: Rain - 5'11 Mountain - 6'6 Dewdrop - 5'7 Phantom - 5'10 Aurora - 5'4 Swiss - 6'4 Cumulus - 5'5 Cirrus - 5'7 Random handful of Ghouls: Aether - 6'0 Delta - 5'9 Pebble - 5'0 River - 5'11 Phil/Special - 6'1 Omega - 6'2 Mist - 4'11

[dewsgremlin]

- Rain coming into the kitchen, slamming the cup of coffee on the table with a grim expression before sitting down -

Swiss, suprised: Woah, Rainbow, what's wrong?

Rain: Dewdrop.

Swiss: What happened?

Rain, looking upset and tired: This nasty piece of shit woke me up in the middle of the night because he started searching my room for a book that he had read years ago, but which he suddenly remembered and wanted to read immediately.

And while he was rummaging through my whole room, he found a kit for a wooden birdhouse. And of course he had to try it out right away. With some damn wood glue, a hammer and nails. On my bed. While I tried to go back to sleep.

And at four o'clock he got bored, so he started nagging me about why I didn't have the book he was looking for. And then, he got the audacity to try to fuck me.