#thatfuckinjester

[everybodyshusband]

hi hello i know we haven't talked much at all but i got hot chocolate for you if you want it!!

oh oh i love hot chocolate thank you thank youuu !!!!!!!

may i also offer you a hot chocolate if you would like ?

[artificialmoth]

Send this to all your favorite moots and pass the pumpkin round! KEEP THE PUMPKIN TRAIN GOING 🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃

hehehdnf thank you :3 🫶🫶

[thisismondaymood]

have some hot chocolate (that was actually made by me)

OMG thank you!

[macaroni-and-pebbles]

hey chat whats ur spooky halloween name

@polteergeistt @thatfuckinjester @carbatteryjoemama @to-all-of-you @miss-multi45

[eros-ghoulette]

Papa tummy thoughts (1/?)

I think the first papa to soften (with age, because in my opinion Copia was always at least a little chubby) was Secondo. After he retired, he started eating more, and he didn't have to travel anymore, which made him gain some weight. He really noticed it when his love handles suddenly fit perfectly in one hand and his pants didn't fit properly. And when he noticed, he tried to eat less, not because he thought it was ugly, but because he thought that then others wouldn't find him as attractive as they used to. It made him insecure to take off his robe in front of others, and when he did, the flush on his face was not from passion, but from his insecurity about the fat.

His brothers noticed this behavior, the ghouls noticed it, and the siblings noticed it too. The way he tugged at his robes when he sat down, making sure they were loose around his body as he tried to hide himself.

Alpha was the ghoul who stepped in after watching his former papas look at a snack bar but not actually take it. The ghoul knew it was Secondo's favorite bar and he picked it up to give it to him. And when he saw the look on the other's face, he shook his head. It wasn't Secondo's, but it was still like him. Alpha remembered seeing that same look sometimes when they were on tour together. And the ghoul took Secondo's hand and pulled him into his bedroom. He sat them down on the bed and looked into Secondo's eyes, his gaze gentle

"I know what it's like." Alpha's eyes wander down to the other's tummy and waist before looking back up. "But it's nothing to be ashamed of." Words Alpha had been told by Omega.

And Secondo knew what he meant, because Alpha was his favorite partner to spend the night with. And his gaze wandered away from the ghoul's face. Because how could it be the same? Alpha was simply attractive, his voice, his face and everything else about him was simply mesmerizing. But Secondo was no longer papa and now he didn't even look as good as he did back then.

"You've never looked better." Alpha kissed him gently, something they usually only did the morning after when they were both sore and tired. But now he kissed him like this. And something inside Secondo made him believe it, because Alpha would never kiss him like that, never say something like that if he didn't mean it.

@thatfuckinjester

[raindrop-21]

@thatfuckinjester tagging you bc I think you'll like this

There's a ghoul around the ministry, one of the first ghouls. Their name is Death or Reaper. They've been named that because they're only ever seen right before or after someone's death. They help other ghouls get back to pit if they wish to be sent back. No one has seen their face or heard their voice in who knows how long. No one knows their element. They may not have one, but that's not important because the less you know about them, the better. If you do want to find them? Check graveyards, the lowest level of the ministry, or the ministry's catacombs.

They're the little black wisps people see out of the corner of their eye. If you see their full body, just know your time is coming. If no one's around when you're passing away, they'll remove their mask and talk to you as long as possible before you slip away, their gentle voice sending you off, hoping you end up wherever you wanted to in the afterlife. Once you're gone, they leave a note in the Infirmary, letting one of the quint ghoul doctors know that there's been another send-off.

[mak-be-ghouled]

more Phantom/Delta angst that i’m realizing i never posted (blame @thatfuckinjester /pos)

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Phantom having a nightmare from the pits, of the lightning ghoul that did so much harm to Phantom.

Only to wake up next to Delta.

The smell of nitrates mixing with water burning his nostrils.

He can’t tell where the dream ends and real life begins. If he was dreaming at all. If he’s still back in the pits.

Delta wakes to Phantom’s shuffling and whimpers, tries to gently nudge the dreaming ghoul awake. He knows what those nightmares are like, how real they feel, how scary they are.

Phantom wakes up only to be thrown into a panic far greater than the dream.

In his dream idled state Delta isn’t Delta and Phantom isn’t topside. He’s back in the pits and Delta is that ghoul.

He tries to scramble away, yelping as he falls off the bed.

Delta is frozen in place, he did it again. It’s all he knows how to do. Hurt. Hurt the ones he loves.

He thought Phantom was safe, that he couldn’t hurt him.

Oh how wrong he was.

[thehypnone]

@thatfuckinjester mentioned ghoul accents to me and grrrr its such a good idea to write about it!!! i dont study english philology for nothing heh would anyone like to read my thoughts on that? i could go about it in various ways , because yk i took elvish as the ghoulish language in my personal hc so i could take different elvish versions and dialects and analyze how they'd influence the ghoul's accents in english and aaaaaaaaaa

[aquaofthedownfall]

celebrating @thatfuckinjester birthday after almost a week after but still!! happy (late) birthday pretty boy 🫶

[wrathofrats]

I love this sudden surge in general swiss content from people, especially ones where he is the one being taken care of or just being a silly dude

as much as I appreciate the nsfw shit lol, I feel like there isnt enough of him just being a guy (I esp love your’s and jesters swiss things)

I am gods #1 Swiss freak so I am always happy to share stupid non sexual Swiss thoughts. Bc yeah he’s fairly sexual and a whore and he’s my favorite whore but he also has a stupid giggle and blushes when people call him handsome and he says his favorite color is red but it’s actual the specific shade of purple that are aethers eyes so.

Also pspsppsps @thatfuckinjester uve been mentioned my icon

[anonymouslymadebydesign]

shout out to @thatfuckinjester for inspiring me to write a little diddy, planting the seed

Thinking about Phantom beating the absolute shit outta someone (don't know who yet) based on my first fight I had when I was in HS

context : when i was a senior a friend of mine died and i heard a girl talking shit about my recently deceased friend so i jumped her in the middle of the library :)

Thinkin about Phantom just snapping on night, he's gone to the Abbeys massive old library, the one place he takes comfort and solace in. The one place Aether and Omega took him to show him of ancient books that spoke about quintessential ghouls, so if Phantom has any questions and they can't answer or aren't there he has resources.

Thinkin about Phantom who's feeling hopeless and overwhelmed, like he can't fill the shoes Aether left behind. So he goes to the library to read up on the books he's familiar with to try and better himself. Maybe it's his magic. Maybe it's not as good as Aether, not as strong. Maybe HES not as a good as Aether or Omega.

Phantom finding someone of the bands pack already in the library and his heart and stomach instantly fill with dread. He's wondering if he can get to his books silently, unnoticed.

Someone noticing him regardless and sighing, clearly irritated that he's even here. Picking up their books from the old tables intending on checking out and leaving.

Instead of getting hurt and sad, which is usually what that reaction makes Phantom feel: he feels anger instead.

Phantom "how dare they have such a visceral reaction to my presence when I haven't done a god damn fucking thing to them"

Phantom marching over to them and asking them what tf their problem is. Phantom all but launching himself at them, fueled by adrenaline, anger, and grief.

[everybodyshusband]

who is hot chocolate for you (if you wanted of course) because you're so nice

nice to meeeee !!! thank you jester <3

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Happy Fan Friday 💚 who are three blogs you really like and would recommend?

#more hype less hate

Hiiii Jimothy !

3 blogs I adore and would recommend :

@thatfuckinjester : their angst is so good it got me sobbing several time, like have mercy on my poor heart but also never stop please

@wrathofrats : i absolutely love her writting, also whenever she posts something Alpha/Pebble or Ifrit related I lose my shit because yes please

@aweisz : their art is just SO GOOD, especially their zephrit art that has me frothing at the maw. Also cool ocs yaaaay

[miss-multi45]

if you get this, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn't matter, let's get to know the person behind the blog <33

BABYGIRL?!?!??! Well I guess you do need to know more about your beautiful princess with a disorder.

1: I hate being praised when talking to people in person.

2: My dream pet is a bunny.

3: It's my birthday soon.

@bloodofvoidx @polteergeistt @thatfuckinjester

[sapphic-starz]

@thatfuckinjester for the ask game :>

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The World Is Ugly, But You're Beautiful To Me

a/n: This is for @anotherbananasong based off of their earth and air. and big thanks to @thatfuckinjester for helping me write part of this fic

word count: 2.9k

cw: self hatred, sex as self punishment, smut, FtM Air, age regressed Pebble

Song that helped the creation of this:

Air used to love having his wings touched, both sexually and non-sexually. But now all he has left of his large, black and white, shiny wings are the scar-covered arcs.

Earth, his mate, hasn't touched him since he lost them out of guilt, and Air can't bring himself out of his room in the catacombs out of shame for losing the ‘one thing’ that made him look good. 

It hurts to not be touched by the one whose soul is entwined with his, but the voices in his head tell him it's for the better, that Earth won't like him because of the loss of his ‘only’ attractive feature. 

Alpha has tried to bed him, but is told no, which both surprises and angers them. Air doesn't want to be looked at with lust or break his mateship with Earth, but the loneliness gets too much and he needs to shut off his brain and just go numb.

What better way to do that than be used. There isn't one for Air and he gives into Alpha's insistent pushing. Like before when this would happen, Air lies on his stomach while the fire ghoul takes him from behind with no mercy to Air's scars; purposefully pressing on them and grabbing his shoulders while digging into the marks left on his glamoured form with their thumb. 

Alpha even makes purposefully mean remarks about the scars and how they make his ‘subpar’ looks even worse than before.

The sex makes Air feel even worse than he did before. Usually he would stay in the bed and wallow in shame while Alpha snores next to him, but this time he leaves.

“Where you goin’, Skywhore?” The fire ghoul huffs as they roll over to look at the door.

Air flinches at the name, a name mocking the sweet one his mate gave him. The air ghoul doesn't respond, he just flips off Alpha before slamming the door behind himself; a sudden show of anger. An unusual reaction from the usually docile ancient.

Air makes his way to Earth's room, not even knocking before opening the door and dropping to his knees at the foot of Earth's nest. 

The big earth ghoul sits up from where he was pretending to sleep and stares at his mate on the floor, scrunching his nose as the scent of sex and fire ghoul on him.

Earth hasn't spoken since he saw the fresh scars on Air's wings, the scars caused by him getting seen by outsiders in his true form. He can't bring himself to speak, but his scent gives him away; worried and angry.

Worried because Air is here unannounced and smelling of sex, angry because he knows who pressured him into sex.

“I'm sorry…” The air ghoul whispers, “I'm sorry I slept with Alpha again… Please don't keep ignoring me..”

Apologies after being bedded by Alpha are something Earth's used to hearing, but he can hear the true apology behind his words; “I'm sorry I lost my wings, your favorite part of me.”.

“C'mere, Skybird…” He mumbles with an outstretched arm.

Air hesitantly crawls into the nest, perfectly built to be big enough for the two's unglamoured forms, which Air unconsciously shifts to now that he's back in his safety net. One of his wings outstretch to cover Earth, forgetting that his feathers aren't there to act like a blanket.

Earth sighs as this happens, usually he would get upset that Alpha pressured his mate into sex again, but Earth is too tired from not having slept for the past few days and he doesn't want to upset Air.

He wraps his tail around Air's waist, even though Air is in his true form, which makes his body bigger, he can tell that even before he grew, his corset was too tight to be comfortable. The tip of Earth's maple leaf shaped tail starts to slowly undo the tight knots of the strings of the air ghoul's corset.

He knows the anxiety is flowing off of Air as the strings are undone, the strings that keep the sometimes uncomfortable pressure on his mate's body.

“Skybird…” He breathes out as he gets comfortable with his mate once more. He'll leave the tough conversations for the morning.

The next morning, Air has his corset back on, which is no surprise, and he's no longer in his true form.

Earth sits up, moving Air with him, which makes Air wake up. Air realizes what he's done once he's awake. He slept with Alpha and then slept in Earth's Bed.

“My love…” The Air ghoul whispers.

“I want to know why you slept with them, but I’m not going to ask why you slept with them.” Earth sighs, “But I will say; I'm sorry for ignoring you.”

“I wanted to shut my brain off… be numb for a while..” He mutters into Earth's shoulder.

“I shouldn't have ignored you, should've given you a shoulder to lean on..” The earth ghoul says softly as he gently runs his finger over the few leftover feathers on his mate's wings.

They spend the next few hours apologizing to and loving one another; Air whispering out his feelings and Earth helping him through it.

Over the next week, Air slowly gets more comfortable with Earth's touch on his back and what's left of his wings, even though it hurts a little. 

While they're in Earth's bed, cuddling and kissing, Air can't help the way his body is reacting to his mate's body and he moves so that he's lying on top of Earth. The bigger ghoul sighs as Air lies on him and wraps his arms around his mate's small waist.

Air starts to gently grind against his mate's leg as he deepens the kiss. It's rare for Air to take the lead, but it's not unwelcome. Earth's not sure how far Air is wanting to go, but he'll listen to his little skybird and do whatever he wants.

Air's grinding has an effect on Earth and he starts to harden in his pants and his hands go from around Air's waist to on his hips, moving them so that Air's clothed cunt is pressed against his dick, earning a gasp from the other.

“We'll go as far as you want Skybird, if you need to stop, you can say the word.” He hums, “You remember it, right?”

“Yup.” The air ghoul breathes out, “I do, it's ‘fog’, or the color system.”

“Good.”

And with that, Earth pulls Air back into a heated kiss and starts moving Air's covered Tdick against his hard on. Air's feeling good, he's missed this; the lazy days with his mate.

More kissing and grinding turns making out and giggling while fumbling with clothes until they're both naked and Air is under Earth.

Earth is pressing soft kisses to the air ghoul's neck while scissoring two fingers inside of his mate.

“So pretty for me Skybird..” He hums into Air's neck, “You still okay? You wanna go further or stay here?”

“Still good.” The air ghoul affirms, “We can go further… I wanna feel you..”

“Alright, Love..”

With that, Earth removes his fingers from Air. He looks Air in the eye as he licks his fingers, making an exaggerated ‘mmm’ just to make him blush and squirm.

He lifts up Air's hips and wraps his legs around his waist before lining himself up with Air. He slowly pushed in, letting his tip push into Air, groaning at the familiar feeling.

He gives Air a moment to adjust, time to back out, but when the words don't come, he pushes in further, fully sheathing himself inside his mate.

Air lets out the prettiest of whines as he gets filled so deliciously. The comfort of being so intimately connected to his mate is intoxicating. So intoxicating he starts moving his hips without meaning to, just lightly grinding so that Earth's tip rubs against his g-spot.

“Eager now aren't you, little bird?” Earth says softly as he brushes a piece of copper hair out of Air's face.

“Feels good…” 

“Good, you deserve to feel good.”  The bigger ghoul responds with a smile.

Earth slowly starts rocking his hips in the way he knows his mate loves, which pulls quiet whines and whimpers from the ghoul under him. Air isn't always vocal, but that's just another thing Earth loves about his mate.

Earth presses kisses to Air's neck, sucking a few light marks into the pale skin and pulling back to look at his work.

“Beautiful.”

Air wraps his arms around Earth's neck, his claws digging into his mate's back as the steady rub of Earth's tip against his G-spot slowly makes him get closer to a painfully beautiful orgasm.

Earth's barely pulling out, but the fact that he's making Air feel good enough to get him off.

Earth moves to be sitting up and takes Air with him so the ghoul is now in his lap as he continues his shallow thrusts as he looks Air in the eyes.

“Skybird, I love you.” Earth whispers to his mate before pressing his lips to his mate's.

Earth's words, his hands on Air's hips, his movements, his lips, his scent, him, is enough to help push Air to that peak, making him fall apart in his mate's arms. 

Earth swallows the whimper Air lets out and gives a few deeper thrusts to help Air ride out his orgasm before he starts to chase his own. It doesn't take long for Earth to spill himself into Air.

He's about to pull out of Air when Air stops him.

“Don't take it out… I wanna stay like this for a while…”

Earth is more than happy to stay inside his mate if it makes him happy.

Over the next few days Earth and Air get back comfortable with each other again, and eventually Earth wants to see the damage done to his mate's wings.

“Are you sure you want to see them?” Air mumbles, his voice full of insecurity, “They're not pretty anymore…”

“I'm so sure, Skybird.” The larger ghoul says softly as he gazes lovingly into Air's eyes, “The world may be an ugly place, but the loss of your wings won't make you a part of that ugliness. You'll always be beautiful.”

Air starts to tear up at Earth's words, but he quickly unglamours into his true form, letting Earth see the damage done to his once fluffy wings. 

The feathers are gone, save for the few small ones on the arches that still try to grow. The smaller wings on the bottom seem to be in worse shape as when they were broken they weren't set to heal properly.

That bitch. Is all Earth can think before he wraps his arms around Air's waist.

Earth can feel the tears drop from Air's eyes which triggers his own tears to start falling.

“The world is ugly, but you're beautiful to me…” Earth mutters into Air's shoulder, “She can take your wings, but she can't take your beauty.”

“Hey Peb? Can I get you to do me a favor please?” Earth hums as his hand strokes through the little earth ghoul's hair.

The ghoul perks up from where he was coloring and looks to Earth with a nod.

“You know how Airy's wings got hurt?” He questions gently, receiving another nod, “I wanted to make him something for him to feel better. Before you leave today, I'm going to give you a little box, I want you to give it to Cumulus okay?”

Pebble gives yet another nod, this one more curious than anything.

“Thank you, hun.” Earth says with a smile.

“Hm? What's this little one?” Cumulus hums as she brushes her bangs out of her eyes to look at the box.

“From Earth.”

“Gotcha, thanks.” She says as she pockets it and picks up Pebble to take him to her room.

Cumulus lies Pebble down in her nest and lights a forest scented candle so he can relax and go to sleep. He's taken a liking to her room while he's in little space recently. 

Once he's asleep, she opens the box to see what's in it. She sees some cash and a note.

I need a favor, I'll owe you one. I need you to go to the craft store and get stuff to make fake wings. Here are the dimensions; --cm by --cm. I don't know if this'll be enough, if it's not I'll give you more. Take your time making it. Take Pebble with you, he'll know the right color. -Earth

Why does he need fake wings made? Cumulus thinks to herself as she folds the note back up and puts it on her night stand. She mulls over the thought, she'll make the wings, she will, but she wants to know why.

The next day, ‘Lus gets Pebble ready to go to the store, he has to glamor down to his human and go without his mask. Doing one at a time is challenging for him, especially when he's little, so doing both is even harder. As a compromise, Cumulus lets him wear a medical mask and pretend he's sick.

They're walking through the aisles, trying to find the fake feathers, they're going to need a lot of feathers to make the fake wings for Earth. 

Pebble is squeezing a stress toy he found on a shelf with one hand as he holds Lus's hand with his other hand. Pebble gives her hand two squeezes and points down an aisle they pass.

Cumulus looks down the aisle and sees feather boas; they're on the right track. She turns the cart to go down that aisle and her eyes scan the many long strings of faux feathers.

Pebble lets go of her hand and runs his fingers down the wall of faux feathers before stopping on a string of off-white almost light gray feathers.

“These… These are Air's.” He mumbles as he picks them up off the rack and hands them to Cumulus.

“Thanks my good little helper.” She says with a smile as she takes the boa and grabs a few more off the rack and tosses them into the cart.

Cumulus looks to her left and on the wall are bags of colored bird feathers, and she grabs all the bags of the ones that match the boas in the cart. 

She takes the little earth ghoul's hand and they walk to the fabric section and get a few yards of a soft, silk fabric that's close to the color of the feathers in the cart before heading to the checkout.

Cumulus lets Pebble get the stress toy he's been playing with and a soda along with a candy as his reward for being a good helper. She can't help but spoil the little ghoul.

A few weeks of Cumulus becoming obsessed with finishing the fake wings go by and when she's done, she takes the wings down to catacombs to give them to Earth.

The further into the catacombs she goes, the more stale the air becomes and the harder it is to breathe. She reaches Earth's room and knocks on the door, which is quickly opened by Earth.

“Yeah? Who is it..? Oh! ‘Lus, you got ‘em?” He says excitedly.

“Yup,” She chirps, “They should fit perfectly, but can I ask why you needed them made?”

A long pause goes between the two before Earth speaks up.

“You'll see in a moment, come in.”

Cumulus does as he says and steps into the room to Air lying in the large nest in the room, reading a book with an oxygen tube going around his face and giving him fresh oxygen through his nose.

So it's not only her who struggles to breathe down here.

“Air I have a surprise for you that I had Cumulus make, can you come over here for a moment love?” Earth says softly as he shuts the door.

“Yeah, sure.” He says as he stands and walks over to them, taking off his oxygen hose, “What is it?”

“You're going to have to go into your true form, is that okay?” Earth explains.

Air hesitates for a moment, not sure if he wants to in front of a ghoulette he's barely spoken to, but he decides to do it since she's the one that made his surprise.

Cumulus is immediately shocked and angered at the sight of Air's featherless and broken wings.

“Who-” She starts before getting cut off by Earth.

“Imperator.”

Cumulus sees red but tries to hold it back while with Air. She takes a deep breath and starts unfolding the fake wings and handing them over to Earth.

With Lus's help, Earth quickly gets the fake wings securely attached to what remains of Air's actual wings. He won't be able to fly with them, but he'll have his wings back.

Once she's done helping, she slips out the door to go give Imperator a piece of her mind.

“Skybird.” Earth whispers, “Look in the mirror, love.”

When Air looks into the mirror, he starts to cry. He's looking at his wings, but also not at his wings. They look just like he remembers, but not the same at all at the same time.

“They're beautiful.” He chokes out as he touches them and feels the familiar yet unfamiliar softness.

Earth wraps his arms around his mate's waist, sensing the conflicting emotions within Air.

They stand there together, living in the moment, loving one another and basking in the beauty of each other.

The world may be ugly, but they'll always be beautiful to each other.