#poor swiss

[spoiledleaff]

dewdrop: “what the hell are you doing, swiss?”

swiss, doing laundry: “eh? oh, geez, dude! don’t startle me like that—“

dewdrop, taking no shit: “why do you have my blankets? what are you doing?”

swiss: “calm down, fuck. i’m just doing my laundry.”

dewdrop: “OKAY? but that doesn’t explain why you have my blankets?”

swiss: “fuckin— i swiped them? to toss ‘em in the dryer? geez, dew, what’s it look like i’m doing?”

swiss: “you said you were cold sleeping on the couch the other night, and since it’s winter, we know how you get with your magick and your old nihil joints, hehe.”

dewdrop: “but i just washed them.”

swiss: “yeah, i know. i’m just throwing them in the dryer so they’re warm for when you next wanna use ‘em. ‘s not that deep, dew. i’m not trying to somehow poison your fucking blanket.”

dewdrop:

swiss: “…?”

dewdrop, tackling swiss to the floor with a vice-grip on his head and smashing their lips together, tangling their tails together, and twirling their tongues together with a knee sliding up between swiss’ thighs, and—

[littleghoulghost]

Okey but can we get enough of little ghould with Swiss or Mountain? No, can we please get something with them❤

How about both? This is the moment almost immediately after LG marks Swiss. This is when Sodo has to jump in as well.

Masterlist

Sign of the Times

Swiss swallowed around the lump in his throat as Mountain paced in front of him. The cub had marked him as her own, her teeth had latched onto his hand flames spilling around her mouth and scorching him. He'd never seen Mountain so pissed off; the taller ghoul was staring at him through his goggled helmet, keeping his eyes on him even as he continued his stalking. Mountain signed at him, two words easy enough for Swiss to understand.

Speak now.

"I didn't know she was gonna mark me!"

Mountain ceased his pacing and seemingly stared straight into Swiss' soul. He didn't make a sound or an attempt to communicate.

"Look man, you know me. I would never encourage this. I'm just as lost as you, I have no idea what to do," he implored.

Sodo finally entered the center of the den, catching the attention of the others,"you guys do know this is normal, right?"

Swiss startled, "the hell do you mean by normal?"

"I mean I saw this happen a time or two. When it got cold and the other fire ghouls met up it happened occasionally," Sodo shrugged, "one of the older ghouls told me the pair would eventually end up together. Something about similar souls or whatever."

The cub saw fit to interrupt the moment by crawling her way into Swiss' lap, a particularly please tilt to her mouth. Smugness radiated from her in waves as she made herself comfortable. Mountain couldn't help but sigh, his shoulders drooping in defeat. He knew Swiss had nothing to do with this; he knew he was thinking like a human, but it was difficult to think like a Ghoul when he'd spent much longer as such. He made a single sign to Swiss.

Sorry.

Swiss looked to the cub perched on his lap, "you're learning sign immediately. You could've gotten me killed."

Little Ghoul huffed and crossed her arms, becoming a prime example of displeasure with the gentle scolding. She would begin lessons the next day.

[bet-hecate]

OMG SO TRUE i was like NOOOO show my boy Swiss 😭😭

free my ghoulie 😭😭

[dewdrops-whammy-bar]

*banging pots and pans together* WHO WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT FIRE GHOUL PUSSY?????

I made this post yesterday about fire ghoul pussy. People liked it, soooo I wrote something. This is unedited, uncut, and messy sooooo enjoy the filth!

Dew’s genitals are described using: tdick, clit, labia, cunt, cock

Swiss isn’t sure what to expect when Dew shyly invites him back to his room after his transition is complete. It’s understandable that Dew would be unfamiliar with his new anatomy after his elemental transition, but the new fire ghoul warns Swiss that he looks a lot different down there. Swiss doesn’t really care, he’s just happy to be able to give Dew a good dicking down.

Dew’s pants come off and he opens his legs. Swiss lays down on his belly to give his usual sloppy head and is greeted with… woah.

Dew’s tentacle is gone, replaced with a pretty tdick that makes Swiss’s mouth water. There are scales and ridges lining his outer labia that are smaller and softer than the ones lining his arms, legs, and tail. Swiss brushes his thumb over them, they’re slick from Dew’s arousal and feel somewhat like snake scales.

Swiss gently parts Dew’s folds and lets out a quiet chuckle. There are ridges, supple and the same dusky red as the head of his clit, along his inner labia, and they look like they continue inward.

“I know it looks weird-“ Dew starts, tail flicking nervously. Swiss digs his claws into Dew’s thigh with a small growl.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.” Swiss rumbles before diving mouth-first into the heaven between Dew’s thighs. He tastes different, more musky and smoky now but with a hint of that previous salty sea air. Swiss’s long tongue tongue unfurls and slides into Dew’s cunt, making Dew gasp and whine happily. His hands weave through Swiss’s locs and pull his face closer.

Swiss hums and flicks his tongue along Dew’s hot and drooling walls. There are ridges inside him now, Swiss realizes, and his dick twitches where it’s pressed between the bed and his stomach. He grinds against the bed slowly, not wanting to blow his load before he gets to fuck Dew.

“Oh- Belial- Swiss-“ Dew gasps. “Ohhhh, right there, yes, baby, fuck, suck my cock just like that, mmmmmh-“

It only takes a few more minutes before Dew tenses up and gushes onto Swiss’s face. Swiss swallows as much as he can before sitting upright with a satisfied grin. Dew’s panting, pretty lips parted and chest heaving, and he drags Swiss down for a kiss.

“Fuck me,” he begs Swiss, and the multighoul is happy to oblige. With the first slide of his cock into that delicious heat, Swiss lets out an embarrassing whimper. Unholy shit, Dew’s so warm inside and he’s got ridges. Dew clenches around him and Swiss sees stars. He ruts into the little fire ghoul like a desperate animal, curses, growls, Ghoulish words, and Dew’s name falling from his lips. Dew digs his claws into Swiss’s back and wraps his legs around his waist.

Swiss cums embarrassingly quickly. He can’t be blamed, he supposes. Dew is hot and silky and dripping and moaning so prettily he just can’t help it. He pulls out and shoots his load onto the little pudge of Dew’s tummy. Dew gives his tdick a few strokes and follows suit with a needy groan of Swiss’s name.

Swiss miiiight be addicted now >_<

[ghostincorrectinternetedition]

Sister of Sin: Haha! You’re so cute and funny!

Rain: O.o 

Sister of Sin: You okay there?

Rain: *unintelligible screeching*

Swiss: What have you done!? He doesn’t know how to take compliments!

Rain: *shrieking while vibrating*

Swiss: ‘Sup, ugly fuck.

Rain: *stops* ‘Sup. 

[rightintheghoulies]

Naw it's ok- Hawaiian shirts, yeah?

Swiss: I do in fact have that summertime sadness

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Swiss hurt/comfort because I love him. So, so much. Featuring Dew being the absolute best.

It's a peculiar feeling, being the only multi ghoul in the Ministry. Sure, there are some who come close, like three-elemental hybrid Aurora, but Swiss remains, to this day, the only ghoul to detain control of all five elements. Well. "Control" might be a strong word.

He is good with fire, has always been drawn to this element specifically. Quickly started hanging out with the fire ghoul bunch after his summoning, feeling like he might fit in best with them. He is good, yes, but no more than that. Good. Average good. Nothing like the effortless and precise mastery of the element displayed by the fire ghouls.

Air comes relatively easily to Swiss. He has Cumulus and Cirrus to thank for that. Summoned at the same time as them, he remains very close to the girls, and spent countless afternoon practicing with them, learning how to weave breezes and gusts of wind, earning countless praises and kisses whenever he made progress. Still, Swiss has none of the girls' grace or range when it comes to manipulating their common element.

Surprisingly, he is quite good with quintessence as well. Quintessence, this mysterious, elusive element that's known to be so hard to control, somehow doesn't give Swiss as much troubles as he'd expected. In Aether's opinion, it might be that Swiss is so very curious of people, his mind craving connection, which would encourage the spark of quintessence within his grasp. But of course, because there always is a "but", Swiss is far from fully in control of it. He would never try what Aether successfully does to calm pain, soothe nerves or various other things.

When it comes to water...well. Swiss can, with a lot of focus, fuck around with weak currents, direct some droplets to splash someone in the face, or even, thanks to Rain's patient efforts, developpe small gills which allow him to breath semi-decently underneath the surface of the lake, but that's about it. Swiss, as much as he sometimes wishes he could, will never slink through the currents with the water ghouls' elegancy, silent and blending in so very well with their element.

Which leaves earth. Ah, earth. Swiss can feel it, the thrumming under his skin whenever he's surrounded by the element, in the forest guarding the Ministry's grounds or even Primo's beautiful rose garden. Yet Swiss can barely access to that power keeping itself just out of grasp, almost as if it was taunting him. No amount of time spent in the greenhouses helping Mountain, listening to his advice or copying his careful gestures can change that. But Swiss knows it's there, can feel it, and, on rare occasions, has his suspicions confirmed when flowers sprouts around his horns after being subjected to especially intense emotions.

So that is what Swiss is. Jack of all trades, master of none. And it gets to him, sometimes. He knows, realistically speaking, that people like him. That the Clergy sees him as a blessing, the Siblings are irresistibly drawn to him, that the ghouls are all over him. And yet, sometimes, he cannot help but feel like an outsider, a freak, something that shouldn't be, or at least shouldn't be that way.

It's often Dew who notices first when Swiss starts spiralling that way. Everyone always underestimates how perceptive and attentive to others the fire ghoul is, but Swiss has been on the receiving end of his quiet comfort enough times to know Dew cares, a lot. And somehow, when Swiss is overwhelmed by the objectively speaking irrationnal feeling of not belonging, Dew always manages to reassure him.

Maybe it's because the fire ghoul remembers his water days, when he struggled to connect with his element and felt like a disappointment, even with Mist always fiercely supporting him and expressing her pride in what Dew grew to become. In any case, he always find the words to appease Swiss, or, when words aren't what he needs, what to do to make him feel better.

A hand slipping in Swiss', an arm slung around his shoulders. A press of forehead against his, a cheeky kiss at the corner of his mouth. Sometimes, understanding that all Swiss needs is to be smothered with affection, Dew simply throws himself at the multi ghoul and wrestles him onto his back with surprising strenght before calling for a cuddle pile.

It's harder to feel like an outsider when your packmates are all purring and making happy noises on top of you.

[dewsgremlin]

Phantom, sitting on the couch with a cold: "Where is Dew?"

Swiss: "Don't know, bat. Probably doing sport. With Rain. In the bed. Why are u asking?"

Phantom, tilting head: "He is doing sport? But Dewdrop hates sport..."

Swiss, looking confused: "Not that kind of...well, nevermind, just forget it... Why do u think that?"

Phantom, wiping his nose with the back of his hand: "He said to me that he hates me, because my nose is running all the time."

*confused Swiss noise*

Phantom, thoughtful: "But my nose isn't even running. It's still in my face - no sport at all."

Swiss: ...

Phantom, still thinking while touching his nose: "Maybe Dew just don't like noses doing sport? I hope his nose isn't running when he is doing sport with Rain. Dewdrop wouldn't appreciate that, huh?"

Swiss: ...

[ravenssilver]

part three of my unintentional, untitled aeon series

part one part two

now, 981 words of aeon being tired

Aeon was in the kitchen early one morning, his lilac eyes clouded with exhaustion.

He sipped some coffee. He had made it the way he had seen Mountain make it for Dew. He wasn’t sure if it liked it. It tasted burnt.

Though, since it was the same kind Dew liked, he had poured the lions share of the brew into another mug and set it by the coffeemaker with a little note for the fire ghoul.

Aeon sighed and set the mug down on the kitchen island, slouching in on himself as he slightly spun the barstool back and forth, lost in his thoughts as always.

He was starting to regret taking away Swiss’ exhaustion. He felt it weighing him down like a cloud that was just barely too gray above him. Of course, Aeon didn’t regret taking away Swiss’ exhaustion. He just wished it didn’t have to be so… well, exhausting, to hold onto someone else’s fatigue.

Aeon looked down into his coffee mug, sending a little bolt of quintessence into it, making the liquid ripple.

“Tommy?”

Aeon jolted in surprise and looked over his shoulder, seeing Aurora with some sort of string wrapped around her lower fang, wedged between the enlarged tooth and her lateral incisor.

“Hey… what’re you doing up so early?” Aeon asked, his voice soft as he held his hand out to Aurora. Aurora shuffled closer and took Aeon’s hand in hers, standing between his knees as he remained sat on the barstool.

“I was flossing, I think it’s called, and the string got wrapped around my fang. Lus and Cir are sleeping.. Can you help?” She asked, a bit awkward due to how little she had spoken to the ghoul who was summoned at the same time as her.

Aeon’s eyes saddened as he realized he was a last resort, even to his fellow summon buddy.

“Yeah..” he sighed with a nod, not even bothering to make some sort of halfhearted joke to lighten the mood.

He wasn’t even wanted by the ghoulette who he shared the most important day of his eternal life with.

Aeon gingerly grabbed the floss string and began unwrapping Aurora’s enlarged canine. His eyes were dull, the multi-ghoulette not being able to read anything off of Phantom.

“There.. better?” Aeon asked, sounding just as dull as he looked as he tossed the string of floss into the trash can. “Yeah. Thanks. Uh… yeah, bye.” Aurora mumbled before turning on her heel and walking out of the kitchen.

Aeon followed her with his eyes before turning back to the kitchen island. He stared at the marble for a moment before he dropped his head down, sighing shakily as tears welled in his eyes from both the pain in his heart and the pain from his horns slamming against the marble.

His shoulders shook as silent sobs left him, his posture becoming even more curled in as his heart started to crack under the pressure, threatening to shatter into a million of cracked pieces.

Hours later, Dew walked into the kitchen, finding Aeon dead asleep at the island, his back curved in an uncomfortable looking way.

Rain walked in behind Dewdrop, his eyebrows furrowing when he saw Aeon.

“Is he okay?” Rain asked softly, looking at Dew. The fire ghoul stared at Aeon for a moment before he shrugged, walking over to the coffee pot and brushing off the mug that was already there. Just Aeon leaving a mess.

“Seems fine to me.” He stated, ignoring the voice in the back of his head that was practically screaming that something was wrong.

“Oh, don’t lie to yourself,” Rain huffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned against the counter. “Something’s been wrong since he was summoned. Why hasn’t he come to us..?” Rain frowned, looking at Aeon with sad eyes.

“Maybe he just doesn’t want to,” Dew shrugged, his ear flicking as his coffee began to brew. “It would be easier on all of us if he kept himself out of everything.” He grumbled, looking at Rain, only to see the water ghoul staring at the little quint.

“C’mon, Rain, he’s grown. He’d say something if something is really wrong.” Dew rolled his eyes, his tail flicking. “I really don’t see why you’ve suddenly gotten all worried.”

“He’s struggling, Dew.” Rain stated. “It’s so obvious. Did you hear what Swiss was telling Mount the other day? How desperate he was to do what Aeth’ used to-“

“Stop.”

Rain’s eyes widened and he looked at Dew, surprised by the sudden anger in his voice.

“He’s not Aether. He never will be.” Dew spat, glaring at Rain. “I know.” Rain nodded, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “I never said-“

“Well everyone seems to think that he can live up to was Aether was! Why am I the only one that sees that he’s nothing?” Dew snarled, Rain’s eyes widening before they narrowed.

“Dew, stop.”

“No, Rain! He won’t ever be what you all think he is!”

“Dew.”

“He’s just some replacement. Something to take up space until we can get someone good enough to be the pack Quintessence.”

“Dewdrop!”

“He’s a runt. It’s all he ever will be.”

The fire ghoul growled, turning to look at Rain, only to see a bleary eyed Aeon looking back at him, Rain standing off to the side with wide eyes.

A single tear rolled down Aeon’s face, his breathing shaky as all signs of hope or happiness quickly dissolved into despair.

Aeon snuffled and took a deep breath in before he nodded his head to the white mug that was by the coffee pot that had just started to pour Dew’s coffee.

“I made you some already.” Aeon said blandly, his voice shaky and so quiet Dew barely even heard him.

And then he was gone, leaving Dew caught off guard with a very angry Rain.

[spoiledleaff]

oh please, like rain doesn’t actively have a cockring over mountain’s dick, a butt plug in aether’s ass, a vibe in sunny’s pussy, and dewdrop is mysteriously missing from morning breakfast as rain is thumbing one remote in his right pocket with two others casually in his breast pocket.

c’mon on now. ♡

what if swiss called rain mommy in front of the others on accident

[littleghoulghost]

I think you did Rain already so, Swiss? Please

I did not do Rain, but he is on the list after Swiss.

Warning: mentions of violence and death

I see Swiss as having once been in the military. He joined in his 20s because his father was military. He was unfortunately captured while deployed and 'interrogated' for information he didn't have. He experience cruel treatment and severe injuries. What finally took him out was a mixture of shock due to his injuries and the infection that had set in. This is what made him a multi-ghoul. It's what causes/contributed to your death that makes your element in created ghouls.

When Swiss was found his body was transported back home to his family. He was buried with full honor, and his parents still visit his grave on birthdays and holidays.

[weensysunshine]

quick stop at the gas station, turned smoke break, turned cactus ecology talk, turned getting left behind by the tour bus

[bigsexiest]

first i couldn't see him and now i can't even HEAR HIM. when will my torment end

[howlerbat]

so I made my first Letterboxd list

[l1veleak]

Matt Campbell: tired and ready to go back to imsa

[misty-moth]

If ikevamp MC became a vampire in the mansion, she could just wait until the day she went to the Louvre and resume her life from there, right? If even just long enough to tell her friends and family that she’s okay. If she misses her life for a century, she’ll at least know it’s still there and there will be a vacancy coming up.

Hell, she could even show up at the museum and watch her first run-in with Comte since there was already a crowd there. Maybe she pushed rogue Swiss man into her past self to jostle her earring; we just don’t know what she’s capable of 😒…