#. Dewdrop Ghoul
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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. )
#i like made him too caked up i feel but hes actually so cute i couldnt control myself#the band ghost#ghost bc#cardinal copia#papa emeritus iv#frater imperator#nameless ghouls#phantom ghoul#sodo ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#swiss ghoul#mountain ghoul#cirrus ghoulette#cumulus ghoulette#aurora ghoulette
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Thinking of ghoul...
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#fire ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#nameless ghoul#nameless ghouls#unmasked ghouls#the band ghost#ghost bc#ghost fanart#ghost band#ghost the band#ghost#ghost bc fanart#ghost ghouls#demon#artists on tumblr#art#illustration#digital art#fanart#my art#idk i was just painting and he happened
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Now why did he do that ⛧
#the band ghost#aether ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#dewther#he's getting some revenge#these two I swear#nameless ghouls
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dew right after his elemental transition, all raw skin and an unfamiliar body, who just wants to go down to the lake with the pack and have a good time. but his skin is too sensitive to the sun and his new magick is too reactive to the heat so he’s forced to sit under a massive beach umbrella with his big floppy hat and his sunscreen smeared over his cheeks and shoulders lest he literally combust. at least he has an arsenal of water guns to keep him busy in his impenetrable umbrella fort.
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FINALLY IM DONE WITH THIS ONE
i wanted this to be a halloween piece and posted on halloween but uhh things happened and i couldn't finish it in time soo yeah. now it's just a regular fanart fgjfg close ups and sketch version are under the cut if you're interested:)
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Are you still doing doodle requests? Can I ask for some slightly spicy Phantom/Dewdrop please?
This was very quick but I couldn’t get them out of my head so 🖤
#my art#artists on tumblr#digital art#ghost#ghost bc#ghost the band#nameless ghoul#nameless ghoul fanart#nameless ghouls#dewdrop#dewdrop ghost#dewdrop ghoul#phantom#phantom ghoul#phantom ghost
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’Cause It Still Makes My Blood Run Cold To Remember What I Did Before - A Banana!Verse One Shot
In the pits, Fire Ghouls were nothing if not warriors; their worth was found in defending and protecting what they held dear while fighting the threat head-on. The latter part may not be possible right now, but if Alpha could keep them all safe, shield them from the torment they’d all been subject to, he would take the looming darkness and become it. His flames were strong enough to stay burning in the dark fog he consumed, yet it just killed him a little more every time he did it. Taking him apart stitch-by-stitch and unravelling him from his very soul outwards. As time went on, he had to wonder when that last stitch would rip open, and he dread to think what the result would be. Or, Alpha has a lot of feelings after mating with Dew, and having to be oh-so-cruel to him to keep him safe from Sister's torment.
Words: 2.6k
Relationships: Alpha/Dew, mentioned Air/Earth and Terzo/Omega
Tags: Angst, feels, nightmares, self-hatred, self-worth issues, mating bond, Alpha needs therapy, suicide by drowning shown in a dream sequence, suicidal thoughts, Alpha is an asshole, but he gets better kinda, one shot, era ii Ghouls wear veils.
Inspired by @anotherbananasong 's amazing universe! I'm like 99% sure this can be read if you're not familiar but obviously I'm going to recommend her blog!!
Title from 'Missing Limbs' by Sleep Token
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Dew shot upright in a cold sweat that instantly evaporated away against his warm skin. His breathing was frantic, his heart beating from his chest and for the life of him couldn’t focus enough to feel the electricity thrumming along the bond that tied him to Alpha.
Alpha himself was in his room deep down in the catacombs. It wasn’t the deepest as that belonged to Lake’s subterranean lair, but it was still deep. Alpha too, was deep but in his own mind. His own loathing for himself.
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Alpha did initially detest himself for ruining Dew’s life by mating with him - for desecrating something as precious as the little Fire Ghoul with the sheer and utter monstrosity that was his existence. Yet there was something so tempting and alluring about Dew’s flames dancing in his own soul that made him want to swallow his pride and just be a good mate, asshole-façade be damned.
But that façade would have to stay for a little while. That Satan-forsaken summons to Sister’s office that would damn him and his mate to years of pain that burned deeper than any flame ever could.
“If you even go near this mate-”
“I’m not scared of you, you old hag.”
“Oh, but you should be, Ghoul. He’s highly unstable right now. No one would question if he didn’t pull through.”
“If you hurt him…”
“Secondo and Terzo aren’t here to protect you anymore. Test me, if you’d like.”
And while Alpha would usually see that and indeed test someone, something about the liveliness bouncing across the bond in his soul made him realise he could never let Sister hurt Dew again. The forced transformation and killing their Papas were more than enough…
So instead, Alpha would hurt Dew. Bold displays of neglect and disinterest so there was no fuel to add to Sister’s bonfire of tyranny. He’d do everything he could to make sure Dew never fell for him, to push him away, to keep him safe.
The long nights Alpha would spend sobbing for what he puts Dew through were only mildly comforted by the fact that he was keeping Dew safe. That’s what a good mate did, right? They kept the other safe. So, in a perverse way, Alpha was being a good mate. But then, for a second, he would acknowledge the bond that bound him to Dew and his entire being would be wracked with the desolation and misery that Alpha left the little one in. The biting words, the harsh treatment, the shunning and dismissal and cruelty that Alpha would inflict in what was his best effort to keep Dew safe.
It worked, and he hated himself for it.
He translated it onto the rest of his pack too. He’d rip into River for being a cry-baby, he’d contribute to Air’s status as a walking mattress, and poke at Earth for choosing such a used-up Ghoul for his mate. He’d jab at the suffocating void of grief Omega was left in following the brutal demise of Terzo, his favourite Papa and paramour, and Lake... Well, Lake wasn’t really around enough for Alpha to cause much damage which, deep down, he let himself be thankful for.
In the pits, Fire Ghouls were nothing if not warriors; their worth was found in defending and protecting what they held dear while fighting the threat head-on. The latter part may not be possible right now, but if Alpha could keep them all safe, shield them from the torment they’d all been subject to, he would take the looming darkness and become it. His flames were strong enough to stay burning in the dark fog he consumed, yet it just killed him a little more every time he did it. Taking him apart stitch-by-stitch and unravelling him from his very soul outwards. As time went on, he had to wonder when that last stitch would rip open, and he dread to think what the result would be.
When Earth beat him up as a “lesson” he just laid back and took it. He knew he deserved it. And he wanted it to be a lesson, he wanted to listen and be able to love Dew. But he couldn’t. Not without risking the little firefly he was trying so hard to protect. Ripping himself apart to keep Dew safe, that was all that mattered. And it certainly mattered more than any silly little feelings Alpha had.
When news had reached the Ancients that Sister had died, Earth and Air cried in relief that maybe the cruelty the Clergy had subjected them to under her rule could finally end. Alpha took a while before he realised the same could be for him and Dew.
From that point, he counted down the days until the little one had returned from tour. When he could feel the bond was less stretched with distance, and that Dew was home, he actually found himself smiling for the first time in… years, he realises.
Out of a habit he knows shouldn’t need to exist anymore, he sneaks from the catacombs in the middle of the night, and up to Dew’s room. Dew had stood in his doorway, vape in hand and looking completely annoyed by Alpha’s mere presence.
“Alpha, if you’re here to hatefuck, then I’m really not in the mo-”
But Dew is cut off by the most gentle, yet somehow most passionate kiss Alpha had ever given him. More gentle than their night together before Dew’s last tour with Terzo, or even the night they mated.
Alpha pulled back and both Fire Ghouls had tears in their eyes.
It took all of about two seconds before Dew pulled Alpha down by his veil and kissed him again. And Alpha did his best to make up for lost time. He was so gentle and tender with Dew; hailing him like a deity and worshipping him like one too. Treating him so preciously and delicately and with every ounce of love and care his body could muster. Words were never his strong suit, only when they were laced with his Fire and venom, so he said everything with his body instead.
The moment that Alpha silently opened up his side of the bond completely, for the first time ever in the years it had been there, and Dew could finally feel the outpouring of love and affection that Alpha had been holding for him this whole time, they both cried. The sheer relief on their souls from their bond not painfully weighing them down anymore made their hearts feel so full and their souls whole. Alpha’s eyes may have been misted over with tears, but he’d never forget the look on Dew’s face. He even took his veil off, and Dew cried even more. One smaller hand instantly went up into the larger Ghoul’s dark hair and he pulled him back down to kiss him, desperately holding onto him.
Alpha’s only words were a repeat of what he hoped Dew had always known is true, “You are so loved.”
And this time he dared to add, “And by no one more than me.”
But it wasn’t all smooth sailing from that point. Alpha didn’t know how to be a good mate. He was a shit stain on the universe, and he deserved to be nowhere near Dew. Even the deepest pits of Hell were too kind for him. He found himself slipping into old habits of lashing out, and pushing Dew away, refusing to let such a bright spark drown himself out with Alpha’s atrocious presence.
Often, Alpha contemplated walking down to Lake’s domain and asking him to take him to rest in the depths. He knows Lake would do it, and even if he didn’t, Alpha would throw himself down and let himself be taken by the current.
He thought there would be a certain beautiful irony that he would die surrounded by his beloved’s true element, taken from him too soon and too violently. Dew felt his Water be eviscerated by flames, Alpha would feel his Fire suffocated by Water and leaving Dew’s to burn alone by himself. Maybe that would leave a nicer life for the little one.
But as Dew fell asleep alone one night, that was exactly what he saw. He saw his mate as he was now; confused and scared and not knowing what to do in a whirlpool of distress and loathing - hating himself for how he’s treated his mate and pushing Dew away still. Dew saw him get up, and go down to see Lake.
“I can’t.” Alpha said, “Take me, please. I can’t live knowing what I’ve done to him.”
And Lake obliges. He stays completely unglamoured, fins and webbings out so he can have more power in the water. Alpha remains glamoured for the opposite reason. He wants to be weak, because he has been all along. He doesn’t deserve to be strong now, at the end when he wasn’t strong enough to stand up to Sister in the first place. Dew is the one that’s strong, not him. The little light there is down there fades as Alpha’s dragged deeper and deeper down, and his veil comes off and floats up to the surface. Alpha tries to reach for it, because it’s the same colour as Dew’s eyes. But Lake swims and pushes him down faster and faster and Alpha knows he doesn’t deserve that comfort either.
As Alpha’s lungs burn for oxygen, his chest spasms for relief, all he can think off is the panic and confusion he feels from Dew as he races down to the catacombs, only for Lake to later present him with his mate’s lone veil. And Alpha dares to ask Dew to forgive him before his last ember dies out.
As Dew woke, he felt as though it was real. That he’d just somehow witnessed his mate’s death through his unconscious. His mind was in such a state of panic that he couldn’t focus enough on the bond that told him Alpha was indeed still alive.
Dew didn’t bother to put anything on his feet as he raced out of his room in only his boxers and one of Alpha’s t-shirts that was more like a dress on him. He needed to see Alpha. Whether it was him or his body or veil, he had to see him.
He thinks his runs and sobs and shouts for his mate may have woken up Astra but he’d apologise to Air and Earth later. Alpha’s door was open and the Ghoul himself was part-way out before Dew’s heart could scream anymore.
“Dew? What’s wrong?” Alpha asked, having felt Dew’s frenzy and sadness bleed down the bond.
“D- don’t l- l- leave me!” Dew wheezed as he held onto Alpha for dear life, his sprint down to the catacombs combining with his panic leaving him entirely unable to breathe.
“I’m never leaving you again, little one.” Alpha promised as he held Dew, lifting him up so they could lay in his nest.
Dew couldn’t stop crying or get his breathing back under control and Alpha was at a loss. He remembered how he saw Earth snuggling into Air once, apparently it helps his anxiety. So, despite the size difference that would be comical in any other situation, Alpha wrapped his arms around Dew’s waist and laid on top of him, with his head on his abdomen and put his weight down so he acted as an assuring and grounding presence. It worked as Dew’s sobs quietened, and his breathing slowed to something more normal. Dew found himself fidgeting with Alpha’s hair and horns also, a mindless habit he didn’t even realise he was doing until he was back in his own body.
As Dew calmed down and explained his nightmare, Alpha’s fiery blood managed to run cold.
“It felt s- so real.” Dew whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek to join the rest, voice still shaking with adrenaline and emotions.
Alpha swallowed thickly, “It wasn’t, I promise, firefly.”
“Don’t l- let it be real, ever. Please, Alfie?” Dew asked him with big wet eyes.
Alpha raised himself up from his living-weighted-blanket position and looked straight into Dew’s eyes, a large calloused palm resting on Dew’s cheek.
“I won’t let it be real.” Alpha affirmed.
“I have y- you now, and I don’t want t- to lose you, ever. Th- the bond, and having you, I- I never want to go without it again.” The little one said. And he was so painfully little as he curled up against Alpha’s chest, a pointed ear over his heartbeat and a hand over his pec to feel his warm body and steady breathing.
When Dew’s adrenaline and post-breakdown-exhaustion caught up with him and took him back to sleep in Alpha’ arms, the larger Ghoul just hated himself more.
For it being something he so often thought about, dare he say fantasised about, and now seeing how it just being a nightmare to Dew hurt him so much, he only despised himself more for thinking he could ever leave Dew in that much pain.
Once he had promised that he would never make for a good mate, so he would never even try. Now, he doesn’t think he’d ever be able to forgive himself for all the hurt he caused.
Dew is the lighthouse in the storm that is Alpha’s self-hatred. Originally, he wanted to hate Dew. For making him feel noticed, for choosing him, for luring him in like the Syren he used to be. Then he wanted to hate Dew for giving him life again, a reason to live, for being the tinder for the dying embers of his soul. Dew became the reason Alpha’s flames could burn so so bright, but then he had to repay it by stamping out Dew’s own.
Dew had mentioned to Air he almost feels as though he’s Water again. Because he is just the most powerful tidal wave of love for his mate that he never lets up on, and he uses it to slowly corrode away the behemoth of a wall that Alpha’s put up.
And Dew is so happy now. His flames have been burning brighter than ever as they happily danced alongside Alpha’s. Alpha doesn’t think he could ever bring himself to hurt Dew again, which he knows is a good thing. But Dew forgave him so easily, even without knowing the threat of Sister’s cruelty was the reason behind it all, and Alpha knows it would kill him if he ever betrayed Dew again. Yet now he’s seen how Dew reacts to even just a mirage of his deserving demise; how could he ever even think about putting Dew through the real thing?
Alpha had desecrated his gift from Lucifer too many times, defiled his pure and beautiful soul with his horrid treatment. He wanted so badly to make up for it, yet he found himself completely unworthy. Despite the long and arduous process of healing they’d both go through, Alpha knows there is always going to be a very loud and obnoxious part of his mind that will always make him hate himself. And while Dew would be there to constantly adore and reassure Alpha - being the tsunami of love to drown anything else out - Alpha would often find himself listening to that obstinate part. Spiralling to the voice of unreason that told him to shut Dew out again because he truly didn’t deserve such a gorgeous little firefly to be his.
Alpha couldn’t decide what was worse. Dew finding someone who was actually worthy of him, or giving in and loving his mate in every way he deserves and more.
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Aether: Tonight, one of you will betray us Dewdrop: Is it me, Aeth? Aether: No, it's not you Swiss: Is it me, Aeth? Aether: No, it's not you either Phantom: Is it me, Aeth? Aether: ..... Aether: *mockingly* Is IT mE, AeTh?
#Dewdrop Ghoul#Phantom Ghoul#Aether Ghoul#Swiss Ghoul#nameless ghouls#ghost ghouls#the band ghost#ghost bc#Aether Ghost#Dewdrop Ghost#Phantom Ghost#Swiss Ghost#Ghoul Shenanigans (TM)#ghoul headcanons
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I would love some endometriosis/pcos trans Dew content if you’re up for it 🖤🖤
Dewdrop hates his body.
Don’t get him wrong; he considers himself quite attractive, and does love his mortal vessels for some fun things it allows him to do, but sometimes…sometimes he wishes he could hop out of it and be incorporeal.
Today is one of these days.
His uterus is an absolutely vile thing, and when Rain asks him what’s wrong, Dewdrop spits out to get him a kitchen knife so he can cut the damn thing out of him himself.
Rain doesn’t deliver, of course, and asks the fire ghoul to glamor away his claws before he even thinks of helping him. “Endo flare, I assume?”
“Yes,” Dewdrop rumbles through gritted teeth. He’s curled up into a little ball with his arms around his middle and his temperature kicked up worryingly high. Rain won’t be able to touch him if he doesn’t lower it.
“I’m so sorry, droplet,” he sighs. He really is—he hates seeing Dewdrop in pain. “Is it Mountain’s tea level, Aether’s quintessence level, or infirmary level? What do you need?”
“To die,” he grumbles into his pillow.
“Not that,” Rain chuckles, “not allowed.”
“Then tea, I guess,” Dewdrop rolls over onto his other side to finally face Rain. He looks awful, but still he rolls his eyes at the water ghoul, “and cuddles. Might need Aether later.”
“Okay. I’m gonna grab the tea and you cool down in the meantime,” Rain orders before turning to the door. “I mean literally, or no cuddles.”
“You hate meee,” Dewdrop whines. The water ghoul scoffs and leaves to prepare the tea.
It’s not a normal tea—of course. It’s infused with both Mountain’s and Aether’s magic, making it one of the few things that can ease Dewdrop’s, or one of the ghoulettes’, period or endometriosis pain. Not always, though; sometimes the pain is just too much.
It doesn’t take long for Rain to make it and be on his way back—his water magic certainly is useful and can speed up the process. When he comes back to the fire ghoul’s room he notices Dewdrop hasn’t moved, but it seems it's not as hot in there as it was.
“My lord and savior,” he exclaims, opening his arms for Rain. Or rather the tea.
The water ghoul rolls his eyes at him before handing him the mug. He cringes when Dewdrop takes a gulp out of it right away—even though he knows very well it won’t burn him. He moans at the taste and the warmth spreading inside him as he drinks the beverage. It really is a brilliant thing.
“Feeling any better?” Rain asks when Dewdrop hands him the empty mug.
“A little,” the fire ghoul replies truthfully. He makes grabby hands at Rain. “Cuddles, now.”
“You’re such a baby,” the other laughs, but obliges, anyway. Rain crawls into the nest and curls around Dewdrop’s back, nuzzling his face into the back of the fire ghoul’s neck and putting his hands on top of Dewdrop’s own over his stomach. He needs the heat of his own hands there and Rain doesn’t want to interrupt that.
“Your huge ass is squishing my tail,” the fire ghoul grumbles.
“Oh? Sorry,” Rain giggles and lifts his hips to let Dewdrop wiggle the appendage out. He does, but doesn’t just lay it out between them; he prompts Rain’s own tail to wrap around it, tangling them together in affectionate matter. The water ghoul hums, “Cute.”
“Shut up,” Dewdrop spits back.
“I love you, too, droplet.”
#scheduled#hypnone writes#the band ghost#nameless ghouls#dewdrop ghoul#rain ghoul#hypnone's disabled ghouls
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Thinking about.....
Alphas teeth kink
Dew on his knees between Alphas legs, Alpha seated in a big armchair. One hand gently holding the back of Dews head, fingers laced through his hair. The fingers of his other hand freely exploring Dews mouth, dragging nails across the sharp tips of his fangs, pressing down the soft flesh of the tips of his fingers but not quite enough the break skin.
Dew sitting so obediently, eyes glazed over, drool running down his chin, his neck, his chest, down alphas wrist and arm and to his elbow.
Neither of them would want to be anywhere else.
If I get the banhammer again, it’s been an honor and I will try to find you again. 🥲
(please please please no ban…)
#the band ghost#ghost#ghost fanart#the band ghost fanart#nameless ghouls#alpha ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#era ii ghouls#era 2 ghouls
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a cat, very very loudly: meow Rain, to Dew: thats what you sound like Dew: what Rain: whenever you talk, i just hear a cat wailing
#incorrect quotes#ghost incorrect quotes#incorrect ghost quotes#ghost the band#shitghosting#nameless ghouls#rain ghoul#dewdrop ghoul
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Phantom and Dew are “put the FUN in FUNeral” typa ghouls
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I like how we all came to the agreement to stop calling Dewdrop "Sodo" after the unmasked Ghoul explicitly stated it was an old and regrettable nickname. This is the kind of attitude i wish all communities had. Keep👏up👏the👏respect.👏
#tobi talks#dewdrop ghoul#nameless ghouls#the band ghost#i never even called him Sodo ngl#I used Dewdrop out of spite because of tiktok users lmaooo
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Skelly ghoul!!
#dewdrop's ghoul mask photos#ghost bc#the band ghost#band ghost#ghumblr#nameless ghouls#ghoul mask#dewdrop ghoul
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DEWTHER TITTY SUCKING.
I hate you.... /r
Sodo squirmed as Aether flung him onto the bed playfully. He jumped as Aether flopped down next to him, giggling.
“Alright spitfire, calm down or I’m not taking my shirt off!” He giggled as Sodo tugged at the shirt.
“Aethhhherrr please!” He whined in between giggles. His gills flared as Aether leaned over to kiss him quickly, before sitting back up to pull off his shirt. Sodo quickly stared at the much larger ghoul’s plump chest, purring at his mate.
He took a quick grab at his mate’s tits, groping him roughly. He let out a chuckle as Aether wiggled, trying to escape his mate’s warm grasp.
“Shit, spitfire come on now,” he breathed out as Sodo gave a teasing lick to one, rolling his jewelry with his tongue. He brought his hand to his mate’s hair as he latched on more harshly, sucking and lapping at his pierced nipple.
“Shit, shit, yeah like that” he purred, holding his mate close.
#the band ghost#ghost band#ghost bc#aether ghoul#-cain writes#sodo ghoul#dewdrop ghoul#sodomizer ghoul#aether/dewdrop#dewdrop/aether
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