#yule ghouls

[ghoultrifle]

The ministry would definitely have straw goat decorations for Yule ( it’s a Swedish tradition would be fun for them to have a lil nod to Tobias )

oh they so would !! i think they have a load of these ones :)))

swiss treats them like an elf on the shelf with ant and rory, moving them around and telling the new summons they're always watching askjdfhlk

[littlerainyghoul]

A short ficlet about Yule with the ghouls

Ghyule? Ghyule. - A Yule Special.

Words: 581

Characters: Copia and Era V Ghouls (Sunshine is Regressed but it can be read as not)

“Oh my goodness, you've got to be kidding me!" Dewdrop burst into peals of contagious laughter as he gazed at Mountain. Mountain, with his majestic horns decked out in twinkling yule lights, stood tall and proud. He tried his best to maintain a serious expression, but his lips couldn't help curling into a mischievous smile.

Seeing Mountain's struggle to keep a straight face, Dewdrop couldn't help but be entertained. "You just can't resist, can you?" he chuckled, filling the air with a delightful blend of laughter and twinkling lights.

Mountain's chuckle soon turned into uproarious laughter as he doubled over on the floor, unable to contain himself any longer. The sound of his contagious laughter reverberated through the room, attracting the attention of the other ghouls who eagerly gathered to witness the joyous scene.

One of the ghouls, Sunshine, looked absolutely adorable in her striped red and green jumper. She exuded childlike joy as she made a hilarious attempt to climb onto Mountain's adorned shoulders. "Up! Up! Up!" she giggled, her voice brimming with infectious happiness.

Meanwhile, Aurora popped up behind her, capturing every moment with her phone, determined to record the hilarious spectacle for posterity.

Finally succumbing to the adorable pleas, Mountain lifted the little ghoullette onto his shoulders, and together they embarked on a spontaneous run around the ministry. As they scampered through the enchanted corridors, their laughter harmonized with Mountain's huffs of exertion, creating a lively symphony that echoed throughout the halls.

Enchanted by the commotion, the rest of the ghouls couldn't resist joining in the whimsical parade. Dewdrop, always the instigator of laughter, danced alongside them, his mischievous giggles adding a playful rhythm to the impromptu procession.

The twinkling yule lights seemed to shine even brighter overhead, as if applauding the ghouls' spontaneous celebration. Mountain's majestic horns sparkled with each step, illuminating the path of their joyful escapade.

Copia, the leader of the ghouls, watched the delightful spectacle unfold with a warm smile on his face. The spirited run of Mountain and the little Ghoullette, accompanied by the laughter and joy of their companions, filled his heart with happiness. In that moment, all formalities and responsibilities melted away, as he absorbed the genuine happiness radiating from the enchanting scene.

"Little Sunshine, you look positively elated up there!" Copia remarked with genuine affection, his eyes twinkling with amusement. The enchanting atmosphere of Yule seemed to weave a special magic, softening his usually formal demeanor.

Encouraged by the positive energy, Aether eagerly joined in. "Come on, Papa! Join us!" he exclaimed, playfully lifting Dewdrop onto his own shoulders. Not to be outdone, Cumulus and Rain also joined the fun, lifting Copia and Aurora high into the air, creating a jovial and lighthearted atmosphere.

With the serene glow of the twinkling yule lights surrounding them, the ghouls formed a cozy circle, basking in the unity and camaraderie they shared. Windows adorned with flickering candles added to the soothing ambiance and seemed to bless the heartfelt gathering.

As quietude embraced the gathering, the soft rustle of leaves outside the ministry echoed the tranquil stillness within. The Yule tree stood tall and radiant, symbolizing the magic that had unfolded in the heart of their enchanted realm.

The little Ghoullette, Sunshine, succumbed to the gentle embrace of sleep, her dreams filled with the laughter and warmth of the Yule celebration. The other ghouls, each wearing a contented smile, exchanged glances that spoke volumes about the bonds they had forged on this magical night.

[picklepicklle]

What the ghouls got for Yule! 🎄❄️

Aether🌑💫

Got: dark chocolate from Mountain, a lot more dark chocolate from Cirrus, twinning knitted blankets for him & Dew from Cumulus, a large assortment of teas from Aurora, a decently sized mug from Swiss, a sweater from Rain, books from Phantom, and some very comfy slippers and a kiss from Dew

Dewdrop🔥💥

Got: a kiss and breakfast from Aether, a fire plush from Phantom, a band tee from Swiss, a weighted blanket from Rain, a pajama set from Cirrus, a beautiful tiger lily from Mountain, his favorite chips from Cumulus, and a box of candies from Aurora

Rain🌊🪷

Got: moisturizing/ cooling face masks from Dew, 2 more marine life plush from Swiss, a giant lilypad that Mountain had been growing in his greenhouse, a moo moo from Phantom and Aurora, a book from Cirrus, yummy seaweed snacks from Aether, and fuzzy socks from Cumulus

Mountain⛰️ 🌷

Got: handmade pots from Cumulus, 3 fancy leather journals from Cirrus, plant posters from Aurora, a tiny fountain to display rocks from Swiss, a mountain goat plush from Phantom, new seeds he’s been needing from Dew, a painting of the Scandinavian mountains from Aether, and a pine scented candle for his room from Rain

Cirrus💨🌪

Got: a box of gummy bears from Swiss, a warm comfy sweat set from Aurora, earrings from Cumulus, a free massage ticket from Dew, a hand carved bird from Mountain, a plush rug for her room from Phantom, a heated blanket from Rain, and a personalized mug from Aether

Swiss☄️🌹

Got: a band tee from Cirrus, Dino slippers from Phantom, a fuzzy hat from Rain, a gremlins mug from Aurora, a bundle of different coffees from Mountain, a watch from Dew, snacks from Aether, and a large handmade brown bear plush from Cumulus

Cumulus🌬🌥

Got: a beautiful necklace from Swiss, a big BIG basket of yarn from Rain, earrings from Phantom, a comfy fuzzy blanket for when she is knitting from Aurora, a pack of her favorite chocolates and teas from Mountain, a book full of different knitting patterns from Cirrus, a gift card for her favorite jewelry store from Aether, and a chunky sweater from Dew

Aurora✨🌺

Got: a big nail polish set from Cumulus and Cirrus, a pretty pink silk pajama set from Mountain, a perfume set from Swiss, a fuzzy coat from Aether, a unicorn onesie from Dew, a pink polaroid camera from Phantom, and a bunch of face masks from Rain

Phantom 🌙🦇

Got: A big bat plushie from Swiss, a handmade sweater from Cumulus, a beetle plush from Cirrus, a bat onesie from Aurora, two big books about bugs and bug posters from Mountain, a bug rug from Rain, pickles from Dew, and a bug mug from Aether

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[smoke-and-silver]

Don't let mortal New Year's mislead you: Yuletide is still in full swing and the darkest and coldest days of winter are still upon us.

Send me your requests!

[sammywarddraws]

It comes but once a year seeking food and spreading fear.

I wanted to do a take on the Yule Cat for December.

This from December 2023. I’ve shamefully neglected Tumblr, but I’m back with a load of ghouls and I’ll be posting more art and hopefully comics here very soon!

[klumpypotamus]

Daily O’Brien - 25/12 12 O’Brien Days: oh god, it’s not father Christmas O’Brien! It was supposed to be! I didn’t want this to happen…. Lord please help us…..

[im-queen-of-the-black-forest]

Festive Yule to all

Swiss: *popping up behind Aether, holding an unidentified stuffie* hey Aethe? What did you get Papa for Yule?

Aether: Oh! I got him a rat plushie!

Swiss: Really? *lifts plush* Me too!

Aurora: *pulling a plush out of her bag* Me, too?

Sunny: *holding a box with a tail coming out of it* erm

Cumulus and Cirrus: *peering in from the kitchen* We also got him a rat plush…

Rain and Phantom: *each holding up a bag with a stuffed snoot poking out of it* Looks like we had the same idea.

Mountain: *holding a rat shaped package* Dew, please tell me you didn’t get Papa a stuffed rat for Yule.

Dew: I got him… one that squeaks?

*Cut to Copia sitting on the floor of the ghoul common room amidst a huge pile of rat plushies, only his face visible. As we look an arm emerges from the pile and squeezes a bunch of the plushies, all of them squeak*

Copia: THIS IS THE BEST YULE EVER!!

[saintsenara]

Favorite Ron Weasley fics?

thank you very much for the ask @thesilverstarling! my king's birthday seemed like the perfect time to drop this...

six ron-centric fic recs

[for the best sixth son in literature]

envy by @floreatcastellumposts

harry potter & ron weasley teen | 8.6k words

why i recommend it:

ron's capacity for jealousy is something which generates a lot of fandom discourse - especially the role it plays in his relationship with hermione. this fic is a look at one of the canon moments which foreground this trait - ron's falling out with harry when his best pal's name comes out of the goblet of fire - and it does a wonderful job of exploring ron's less pleasant characteristics without bashing him.

like a brother would by @wolfpants

harry potter/ron weasley explicit | 5.2k words

why i recommend it:

i have a real weakness for ronarry - largely because i love how ron would give anything in the world to get to take care of his bestie. this fic takes that urge to its natural conclusion...

the english opening by lordrowantree

fleur delacour/ron weasley teen | 55k words

why i recommend it:

because it respects ron’s canonical rizz and asks the very important question: what would happen if fleur said yes when he asked her to the yule ball?

and, in doing so, it also respects all the rest of ron’s canonical traits - his intelligence, his kindness, his big-picture thinking, his sense of daring - and uses them to offer an exploration of fleur’s character which is considerably kinder and more nuanced than the one she receives in canon.

plus, it’ll teach you something about chess, which is a bonus.

ghouls in the attic by speechwriter

tom riddle/ron weasley general | 8.9k

why i recommend it:

because - as the author correctly notes - i have seen your heart and it is mine is an outrageously romantic thing for the horcrux to say to ron [especially because it happens just before voldemort canonically suggests that hermione is mid].

collateral damage by @danpuff-ao3

draco malfoy/ron weasley explicit | 16k words

why i recommend it:

i also have a weakness for dron - above all because the two of them are narrative mirrors, defined by their relationships to their families and their relationships to harry, brought into conflict by their polar differences [draco's wealth versus ron's lack of it, etc.], and possessed of similar personality traits [a desire to be recognised as important and be the centre of attention; a capacity for jealousy]. this fics plays with those similarities - and also with ron and draco's more positive shared traits - in a really striking way. i ship these two losers. i hope they're happy.

some i love who are dead by brightened

hermione granger/ron weasley teen | 2.2k words

why i recommend it:

because it's a lovely, bittersweet look at ron's character from the perspective of hermione's old age - thinking about the man he became and the husband and father he was.

[thehypnone]

Symbol on the Surface Chapter 13

WC: 1,5k

Relationship: SwissAlps

Tags: Transmasc Swiss, Pregnancy, Mild Dysphoria, Fluff

“Do you know what ‘seahorse dad’ means?”

Notes: Tysm to @jimothybarnes for beta reading :3

Chapter 1 here or on AO3.

Read chapter 13 under the cut or on AO3.

It has always been rare for Swiss to feel dysphoric, and even though he’s been experiencing it more since he started showing, it still doesn’t happen that much.

It’s only sometimes that he’ll catch a glimpse of his reflection somewhere and fall down an ugly spiral that he has to be fished out of by his mate.

By the time Christmas comes around, Swiss is five months pregnant and he is huge.

Being ghouls, they don’t really celebrate Christmas, but everyone loves the atmosphere and the fun of it, so every year they simply…skip the christian parts. Most of the Abbey does; it’s a big thing and the name of the festivities is up to everyone’s personal preference—Christmas, Yule, Winter Solstice, or nothing at all.

One of Swiss and Mountain’s favorite parts about that time are sweaters. They love getting matching Christmas sweaters that half the world’s population would cringe at; they have so many stuffed in the back of their closet—waiting for their time to shine year after year.

Unfortunately, this year they have not accounted for Swiss’ current size. It’s been so busy, neither of them thought about the sweaters until they saw someone else wearing them and remembered about their little custom.

The multi ghoul tries. He looks for the most stretchy sweater there is and gets Mountain’s, instead of his own. They are a little oversized, anyway, it should work.

More or less…

“It’s okay if it doesn’t fit, darling, we don’t have to wear them this year,” Mountain assures him, but he knows Swiss won’t budge—and it’s not only about the damn sweater. It’s about tradition, but also about how his body is changing. He doesn’t particularly like it.

Swiss grunts as he wiggles into the sweater—refusing his mate’s offer of help—and eventually he does get it stretched over his baby bump, but the knitwear is holding on for dear life.

Mountain sighs, looking down at a strangely distorted reindeer. He looks up at the multi ghoul’s face when he hears him sniffle, though, and his heart breaks a little.

“Oh, my darling…” he coos, coming up to Swiss to hug him. “It’s okay, we can find you a different one that doesn’t squeeze you so much. Maybe Aether or Omega have something.”

“It’s not–not about the sweater,” the multi ghoul cries, whining into Mountain’s neck.

“What is it then, my heart?” he asks gently as he rubs Swiss’ back.

“I look like a sack of potatoes! How can you even look at me, I’m all swollen, and then there’s these–these fucking stretchmarks, and–and…” he sobs, but the last part seems to get stuck in his throat.

Mountain wants to know what he’s working with before he addresses every single concern of his mate. He also knows that it’s going to make everything worse if Swiss keeps some part of it in, so he prods gently, “What’s the ‘and’ about?”

The multi ghoul sighs before shoving his face further into the other’s neck to mumble out something incomprehensible.

“My heart, you know I didn’t catch that.” Swiss groans, but moves his face.

“I look like a woman…” he mutters; still quietly, but understandably now.

“My darling,” Mountain starts, pulling back to look into his mate’s eyes when he speaks, “my beloved mate, light of my life, I need you to listen to me, okay?”

He waits for Swiss to nod before carrying on, “You’ve grown because you are carrying our children inside you. Our kits, our babies; you’re going to give them life, bring them into this world! I can only imagine how it feels, and I wish I could take all the hardships of it away from you, but it truly is a wonderful thing and I couldn’t be more proud of you. You do not look like a sack of potatoes, or a woman. You look absolutely beautiful, my handsome man, and I know you can see in my eyes that I mean every single word. Can you not?”

“I can…” the multi ghoul replies quietly—as if ashamed that he’s even dared to doubt his mate. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, my heart,” Mountain smiles and brings Swiss close again for a tight—albeit careful—hug. It lasts a good couple minutes before the earth ghoul notices that his mate starts to shift his feet in discomfort; even though he doesn’t say anything. The earth ghoul pulls away. 

“Do you know what ‘seahorse dad’ means?” he asks, suddenly having remembered something that Rain had mentioned to him a couple weeks ago.

“I don’t think so…” Swiss admits.

“When seahorses make babies, it’s the males that carry them,” Mountain explains. “Apparently trans men that get pregnant are called seahorse dads because of that.”

Swiss stares at him with his mouth slightly agape for a moment. It turns into a smile before he bursts into tears again. The hormones have really turned him into a mess.

“That’s so cuteee,” he all but wails, his crying now cuteness-induced, instead of…the other kind of crying. Mountain considers it a win.

“It is,” he chuckles, wiping Swiss’ tears away, “let’s lay down and I’ll show you some pictures, hm?”

“Okay,” he sniffles and follows his mate to the bed. He cringes at the tight sweater he’s still trapped in, though. “Ough, help me out of this damn contraption.”

Mountain laughs, but helps free him, indeed.

“I’ll text the group chat and get you a sweater for this year, my heart,” he promises, and Swiss doesn’t doubt it. He knows that if Mountain didn’t manage to find one to borrow, he’d make one from scratch overnight—just so his mate wouldn’t be upset. That’s how much he loves him.

The earth ghoul lays down first and Swiss joins him right away. He snuggles himself into Mountain’s side, resting his stomach against his mate’s hip and his face in the crook of his neck. Swiss inhales deeply, trilling at that familiar scent he loves so much; the smell of the first days of summer.

As promised, Mountain gets out his phone and sends out the ‘sweater wanted’ text first, then moving onto TikTok to find some seahorse dads for Swiss—both the actual fish and pregnant trans men. The former makes the multi ghoul shed some more cuteness-tears, and the latter succeeds in boosting his confidence and chasing the dysphoria away.

They stay in bed for a little while—as they’ve been doing most of their time for the last couple weeks. Swiss needs all the rest he can get and Mountain doesn’t want to step away from him for even a second. He doesn’t have anything better to do, anyways; all his outside work is paused for the winter after he and the other earth ghouls have secured everything against the cold.

So Swiss and Mountain keep snuggling—the earth ghoul caressing the other’s stomach as he purrs—until a phone buzzes somewhere. It got lost in the sheets, but once it’s recovered, the multi ghoul chirps happily at the message.

It’s from Omega, he sent Mountain a couple photos of the sweaters he has and could not only borrow, but give away. Apparently, every time they were on tour in the winter, Terzo had gotten the older quintessence ghoul a silly Christmas sweater, so he’s got plenty.

“I can go get them right now,” Mountain offers, “got any favorites, darling?”

“Hm…” Swiss stares at the pictures, zooming in and out and thoroughly analyzing every sweater offered. The earth ghoul gives him time and after a moment he makes his decision. “This one!”

Mountain smiles, kisses Swiss on the forehead and jumps out of bed to go grab it. Omega’s only downstairs, so it’s only a moment. The multi ghoul uses that time to go to the bathroom—it’s not a quick business nowadays.

When his mate returns with the sweater, Swiss is ecstatic. He’s buzzing with excitement and if he weren’t pregnant, he’d be jumping up and down. Mountain laughs as he helps him wiggle into the sweater and while it’s clear that it wasn’t made with pregnant people in mind, it fits nearly perfectly.

The earth ghoul could just about cry, seeing his mate so happy over something so…basic and small. He brings him in for a hug.

“Merry Christmas,” Swiss purrs, nuzzling the side of his face against his mate’s.

“Merry Christmas, my heart,” Mountain whispers before kissing him—deeply, but softly. When they pull away for breath, the earth ghoul winks and gets down on his knees before Swiss.

At first he thinks he’s about to get a naughty early gift, but instead of pulling down his pants, Mountain pulls up the bottom of his—not that long ago Omega’s—sweater. Swiss looks down at him with his brows furrowed in confusion as his mate kisses his bump.

“Merry Christmas to you, too, little ones,” Mountain mumbles and Swiss tears up once again.

Taglist: @arkeusruin @skele-bunny @everybodyshusband @ratsummer @jazz-bazz @mac-and-thefox @karmicbias @wine-irytatus @ghoultrifle (if anyone from here wants to be removed lmk, and also if anyone else wants to be added)

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 25. fuck party

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “merry christmas”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ the ministry is all decorated in festive decor and it truly feels like the holidays are in season! now… what do these ghouls want to do with you?

pairing: era iv nameless ghouls x gn!reader

a/n: first off i just want to apologize for the last few days being so late. i really did try my best to make sure that each day had a good fic. this is the only fic that doesn’t really follow the prompt, but i tried my best. consider this fic a nice little letter for the start of 2024. happy new year, and please enjoy !!!

cw: slight nsfw content. horny ghouls. poly ghouls. implied orgy near the end. there’s nothing nsfw that really happens, just mentioned.

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“we want to make this holiday special, dear. come on down to the nave of the ministry… you won’t be disappointed. merry christmas, sweetheart~” —❤︎

┅✦┅

the entire month has been a rollercoaster of emotions. each day you felt like something wild and absolutely ecstatic happens to you every day. it has only made your holiday season more and more interesting.

and now here you were, all cozied and nestled in your room, the scent of roasted chestnuts and currier ives lingering in the air. you sat atop your wooly quilt, with eight different letters in hand.

the slips were underneath your door when you came back from a long shift of working in the ministry. they were all decorated and colored differently, each envelope having its own unique flair and personality to it. you didn’t even have to read the names to know who’s was who.

smiling to yourself, you opened each letter one by one, excited to read what’s inside.

—

you had started off with the shiny white envelope. it was decorated in cute stationary stickers and the front was written in a glittery pink pen. at the bottom left corner of the envelope was a pink laced ribbon tied neatly with your name on it. if there was anyone that loved colors more than the entire human population, it was your favorite colorful ghoulette.

“aurora’s letter of thanks”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ to my dear y/n,

hello my darling! i hope this letter reaches you well, because i know how the others can get at times~ happy holidays, my love. i know that this month has been busy for you because of the constant yule traditions, but i’m delighted that you were able to make some time for me and that we could make gingerbread houses together like usual! and i gotta say… your tongue skills never fail to impress me~ you made me come so hard i swore i was going to pass out!! but really though… thanks for being such a sweetie to me, the ministry really doesn’t deserve you. i hope to see you soon for our little surprise~

with lots of love,

aurora ghoulette

—

the next envelope was colored in a dreamy grey, with cute hearts inked in pen on the cover, it gave off a much more serene and calm vibe compared to the vibrant letter of aurora’s. at the back was a little pocket that contained a written song. after careful observing, you had determined it belonged to an infamous air ghoulette. oh what a songbird she was.

“cumulus’ dreamy songbird”

༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫༄ؘ hello darling ♡︎

what a beautiful winter night, is it not? i often like to be in touch with nature when i’m writing, helps me keep my mind at center. how have you been, darling? i hope you’ve been better after our little passionate night in bed. you were so cute with how you were eagerly trying to get my lingerie off… it was charming, really. though, putting the promiscuity aside, i just want to really want to send this love letter to you as a token of my thanks. you’re my little songbird, and you inspire me to do better, whether it’s songwriting or performing. so as a token of my gratitude.. i’ve prepared a … special song for you. i hope you like it. anyways… come see me later, i’ll sing it.. specially for you~ i love you, dove, and i wish you a happy new year ♡︎♡︎♡︎

your dearest,

cumulus ghoulette

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the texture of the next letter was earthy and coarse, but it emitted the soft aroma of fresh pine leaves. it seems that this letter was specially crafted personally for you. just from the scent and touch alone, you smiled to yourself knowing it came from a certain earth ghoul. upon opening it, there was a little sunflower necklace attached to the sand paper letter.

“mountain’s delighted memories”

*:..｡o○ to y/n,

hope you’re doing well, and that this year has been treating you well. i appreciate you approaching me that night… and throwing me into the passions of bed. i gotta say, those faces you made when i came deep inside of you, filling you up with me seed, it still gets me going. just being honest here. the reason i’m bringing this up is well… i want to make more memories like that with you. ones that we can share together, and make ourselves feel like we’re ascending to the heavens we can’t reach. you’re really someone that makes me want to just go all out, and in many ways. which is why my gift to you this year.. is going to be imprinted into your mind for eons to come. so, if you want to find more… stop by soon please, i’ll be waiting. ‘till then, have a good christmas.

from your love,

mountain ghoul

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this paper was crumpled and slightly torn. it looked like it was made in a rush, but it held a certain charm to it. there were little trinkets and treats attached to the letter, all of which had a cute homemade vibe to it. the faded streaks of purple pen gave away who it belonged to, and you couldn’t be more happy when a certain bug came to mind.

“phantom’s sweet treats”

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ hi y/n!

i missed you :(( and i know that we live in the same ministry, but you’re so busy and i barely get to see you! which is why i dragged you out to ‘look for a christmas tree’ with me. i gotta say, i was nervous… but seeing how you reacted when i pounded you against that tree.. satanas, still sends shivers down my spine. after that night, i just can’t stop thinking about you. the way you reacted to my touch, oh it was so good. i put together some handmade goodies for you, hope you like them. think of it as my way of saying thanks for a good night :) on that note, i’m sure the other letters have talked about meeting in a special place. i’ll be there, and i’ll be sure to give you all of my attention <3

love,

phantom ghoul

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closing the envelope shut, you grabbed the next one. lipstick marks stained the paper perfectly, imprinting kisses everywhere. looking at the particular shade of red of the lipstick, you instantly thought of a certain keyboardist. there was a soft pink rose attached underneath the slip, and you opened the envelope with ease.

“cirrus’ gratitude”

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ evening darling,

i take that christmas has been well for you, huh? it certainly seems like it has been, considering how you were with me during that night in the log cabin ;)) we have to do that more often, sweetheart. you were so cute, with how your face was squished up against the window while i went to town on you… oh, still gets me wet, i can’t lie. it’s one of my favorite memories this season, and for that, i thank you. thanks for being such a delightful and loving partner. you’re honestly a saving grace for me, and you always make me feel good, both in and out of the bedroom. honestly, i’ve never met someone as good in bed as you are. so, as a token of my gratitude, i want you to meet me with the other ghouls tonight. it’ll be fun sweetheart, i promise.

from your dearest,

cirrus ghoulette ❤︎

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looking at the next letter with intrigue, you were greeted with a faint smell of cologne, the scent of it was soft and reminded you of the beach. laced over the envelope was a red ribbon with seashells and shark tooth carved trinkets at the end. what a gorgeous sight. you opened it, and smiled upon recognizing the stunning calligraphy ingrained on the paper.

“rain’s poem”

｡･ﾟﾟ･ dear y/n,

having a good christmas? you better be, otherwise i’ll make sure you are. but for real though, i’m sure this year has been great for you. i would also like to thank you for.. ‘helping’ me with my own personal gift. you looked so goddamn good tied up in my bed like that. i’ll admit, i got carried away with my words, but i know damn well you were into me treating you like my bitch while i dicked you down on the mattress. though, that made me realize how much you love my honeyed words, so i’ll use this opportunity to praise instead to degrade. y/n, you’re an absolute starlight in my life, a treasure like no other. i’d move the heavens and pits for you. it’s cheesy, but it’s true, and i promise to show you how much i love you in any way i can. come by soon ❦

from your favorite water boy,

rain ghoul

—

the next letter had an ashy and brazened texture, but it shone with a brimstone-like layer to it. the paper was slightly calloused, and there was a fiery flair to it that could only be from one infamous firecracker you knew of. popping off the sloppily made wax seal, you opened it to find an equally burnt letter, but the sight made you smile.

“sodo’s confessions”

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒 to my y/n,

i’d ask you how you’re doing n’ shit, but i’m not good with words, or greetings nonetheless. so to get things out of the way, i’m going to be as straightforward as possible. y/n, i want to fuck you so badly this christmas right now. that night we shared, in my bedroom, fuck that was so hot. i loved the way you reacted every time i brought the candle wax down on your body. you looked so goddamn sexy covered in all of that… and the memory still makes my dick so hard. call me a pervert or whatever, but i’m proud to be one for you. i can’t help myself when i’m around you. your body, your scent, everything, it drives me fucking insane. don’t tell the other ghouls, but you’re my favorite, and i really can’t figure out why… guess i’m just so drawn to you. at midnight, when you meet the others, i’ll be sure to let them know who can make you feel the best in bed. and that’s not a threat, that’s a fucking promise. but ‘till then, i’ll be waiting for you, sweet thing

i love you,

sodo ghoul

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the final letter had a reddish stain on it. bringing it closer to your nose, you got a faint whiff of red whine from the stain. the designs on the letter were intricate and creative, but there was a suave and sultry feel to this letter. if there was any infernal who knew how to be smooth, it was a certain multi ghoul with the voice of an angel.

“swiss’ invitation”

❤︎*♡∞:｡.｡ to my love,

welcome, darling~ i know how much you like the smell of wine, so i indulged you a bit in my envelope for you. merry christmas, and thank you for being such a passionate lover. gotta say, bunny, you looked so cute that one night when you were sitting on my cock. the way your rosy cheeks just got more pink every time you looked at me, desperate to stay warm… ooh, that’s what you call hot. good to know that i was able to keep you warm during that snowy night, and i got to get my dick wet too. so it was a win/win situation for the two of us, dear~ but all jokes aside, i had come up with the plan to treat my favorite sibling of sin to some… fun this season. i conspired with all of the other ghouls and ghoulettes to help me, and i’m sure they all mentioned in their letters that they want to meet up with you too. we want to make this holiday special, dear. come on down to the nave of the ministry… you won’t be disappointed. merry christmas, sweetheart~

forever yours,

swiss ghoul

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folding all the letters neatly and piling them on your desk, you smirked to yourself, and got up from the bed to start walking over to the nave of the church. each step carried your eager body closer to a lustful, passionate and loving location.

whatever your lovers were planning… you knew it was going to be a good one.

eyeing up the tall, church doors, you pushed them open to be met with a glorious sight.

the moonlight streamed through the glass panes windows of the dimly lit nave. candles aligned everywhere with ribbons decorating every corner and crevice. but the best sight of all… were the infamous nameless ghouls themselves.

they were all dressed for the occasion, all dolled up to your liking. the ghoulettes were in matching lingerie, but in different colors. aurora in a rose gold, cumulus in white and cirrus in black. they all huddled together and perked up upon seeing you. you looked to the other side to see another group of ghouls. rain’s expression was neutral, but there was a promiscuous glint in his eyes as the red ribbon twirled between his fingers. sodo’s expression was as hungry as ever, eyeing like a piece of candy while holding onto a candle. phantom looked excited, but jittery, claws digging into his seat, and mountain looked as calm and collected as ever, albeit, not minding the little problem in his pants.

from the center, swiss emerged, and he looked down at you with a wicked, yet lustful grin. his tail flicked about to the side, and you looked up at him with curious eyes, chuckling, his long fingers traced around your jaw and gently clasped around it while craning your head up, making you look at him.

he smiled at you,

and in return you smiled.

“merry christmas, y/n.” he spoke suavely, his words still as honeyed as ever.

he then stepped behind you, gently massaging your shoulders and holding onto you. with a snap of his fingers, the ghouls and ghoulettes giggled and approached closer to you, lust on their minds.

oh

this would certainly be a christmas to remember~

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[klumpypotamus]

Daily O’Brien - 21/12 12 O’Brien Days: Stocking” (I’d like to apologise for using Daily O’Brien as a stand to sell my new Christmas creature ideas. Very ashamed and it won’t happen again I can swear this to you. Only true and honest Christmas content from here on out. No more Yule Ghoul.)

[asterias-corner]

Cracks in the red

╰┈➤ Phantom has a bad day, and no one is there to make it better. (-whump oneshot, no comfort here nuh uh)

TW: none, it’s just sad :( 

(My first post in 2025!!)

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Phantom was alone. 

He knew he could just go out there, join in, they always welcomed him. They always did. But today just wasn’t a day where he felt good, he’d gone to bed the night before spending too much time in front of the mirror, and spent even more time staring at the scars on his body. So safe to say he didn’t wake up feeling like he was a flower in the morning sun. 

They were having a Yule party, phantom knew that aurora and cirrus were baking a Yule log cake, and that they’d be spending the time eating food, and hanging out with everyone. The urge to go out and spend that time with them was strong, but he needed reassurance- assurance they wanted him there in the first place, so he waited. Tucked on top his bed, knees brought to his chest, he waited. And as he waited, tears pricked his eyes, surely they meant to come get him, they wanted him there. He knew it was silly, and he was just being selfish, but he just wanted someone to scoop him up and hold him, tell him he was wanted, and they were waiting for him- but it never came. He stayed there, and as tears started to fall, silently he rubbed at his eyes, muffling his cries with his sleeve, claws digging into his flesh. 

Once all his tears were gone, he made sure he was presentable, and hesitantly went out. He had to make the first move, but surely once he was out there, they’d say they missed him, wondered where he was. As he entered, aether gave him a wave, smiling before going back to his conversation with dew and rain. I didn’t want to go in anymore, but kept going up to everyone, part of me desperately trying to find a reason to stay, but part of him wanted them to push him away, give him a reason to be upset. He went up to Swiss, who greeted the quint. 

“Hey bug! Where were you?”

He pulled him into a hug, grinning.

“Uhm, was just.. in my room”

He muttered, smiling back.

“Was wondering where you’d holed up. Me and mountain are gonna do some decorations soon.”

He chirped, gesturing to said earth ghoul, who was chatting with cumulus and cirrus in the kitchen. It wasn’t an invitation, he would’ve said so. Phantom merely nodded, and swiss gave a quick grin, and turned away, going to join in on the conversation between the three other ghouls. Phantom was alone again, and felt he’d seen enough, and slipped out of the room, not that anyone noticed. He went back to his room, locking the door, and sitting on the ground, not even making it to his bed. They didn’t mean it, and he knew it. But he was just emotionally exhausted, his mind already running off steam, and he was tired. He crawled into bed, clutching a pillow tight, they didn’t want him, never did. The thought just took over, and he let it happen- dew said he could go to him for help, when things got too much, but it was so bad, even that seemed like a horrible idea. He stayed in the darkness and silence of his room, the only sound his sniffles and muffled sobs. 

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[smoke-and-silver]

Yule tide baking with Alpha? 🥺👉👈

Of course!

Christmas Eve | Alpha Ghoul x Reader

| In which the reader assists an overworked ghoul in preparing the ministry's Yule Tide dinner. |

Alpha worked in a tense flurry. An entire ministry to bake for was an ordeal even with help, and he took his task of preparing the traditional favorites seriously. Dark truffles dusted with cocoa, spiced hand pies and black forest cake were his contributions to the annual meal. While he didn't frequently work the kitchen, helping with sabbat meals was important to the first and most devout of ghouls.

His deft hands worked at an impressive speed, but his face was scrunched and clearly he was stressed.

You shook your head and approached him gently, laying your hand over his. His rapid movements were stilled by your grasp and you squeezed his hand.

"There’s still a few hours left, and everyone is happy to wait,” You reassured him. “Slow yourself."

A pause followed by a low grumble was his response, but his shoulders relaxed and his pursed brow softened. You’d learned that he could look intense at times, but Alpha was never unkind. There was absolutely no bite to him.

You laughed and leaned up to kiss his cheek, his skin warm against your lips. He untensed a little more, and set down the utensils he had been holding. His eyes shifted towards the oven–an industrial sized, cast iron beast that the ministry had utilized for nearly a century.

"... 10 minutes left on the oven." He mumbled, with no edge to his voice. "I'll rest after that." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. The smell of spices from the hand pies filled the kitchens, and he’d clearly been at it for a while. He moved to a separate counter to continue his work on the Black Forest cake, which had been cooling but had not yet been frosted. You watched as he reached for the icing spatula and quickly stepped forward to take it from him.

"Let me help." You said. “I’ll spread the icing, you turn the cake.” He still looked a bit awkward, but stepped to the side to make room for you.

So the two of you set to work, the kitchens quiet aside from the distant sound of Omega’s stereo playing some Christmas tunes that must have been from the 40s or 50s. Alpha slowly rotates the cake so you can frost each side evenly. He seems to relax more and more and eventually leans into you a bit. You can smell cinnamon on him. He's warm enough to feel it even through his clothes.

"Thank you." The old ghoul says, in a soft spoken voice.

[comp-lady]

{Fic} A Ghost Carol

Fandom: Ghost

Characters: Secondo, Terzo, Copia, PRimo, Various Nameless Ghouls, Various original characters

Notes: HELLO!!!! This fic has been in the works since December of 2022, and I am delighted to say that it is finally here! Expect to see a lot of lines lifted from and referencing both the original writings of Dickens and A Muppet's Christmas Carol. Both of them were my main points of reference when writing this, as I really wanted it to feel as much like A Christmas Carol as I could. So i was mimicking Dickens' writing style as best I could WHICH IS DIFFICULT FOR ME. For the record! Also some lines are just too iconic and they're in every iteration. I hope you all enjoy!

Summary:

Life and being declared Papa Emeritus II has made Secondo bitter and miserable. Set on a path that could lead only to pain. On a cold night int he middle of Yule he is visited by three spirits. To take him on a journey through his past, present, and future, to try and save him from himself.

Read it here on AO3

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[saintsenara]

more @hprecfest, and we're right in my particular niche today...

day thirteen: a fic [or five] for a rare pair

so bracing by @kellychambliss minerva mcgonagall/severus snape teen | 9.2k words

why i recommend it:

because i love to see older woman/younger man relationships in fandom - there's still far too few of them - and because i love to see fics from the perspective of minor characters. and this, which is as much a careful and generous character study of tom the barman [and the town of skegness] as it is of its central couple never fails to make me smile.

the english opening by lordrowantree fleur delacour/ron weasley teen | 55k words

why i recommend it:

because it answers the very important question - what would happen if fleur said yes when ron asked her to the yule ball? - by respecting his canonical rizz.

and, in doing so, it also respects all the rest of ron's great traits - his intelligence, his kindness, his big-picture thinking, his sense of daring - and uses them to offer an exploration of fleur's character which is considerably kinder and more nuanced than the one she receives in canon.

plus, it'll teach you something about chess, which is a bonus.

come slowly, eden by paimpont molly weasley/lord voldemort mature | 3k words

why i recommend it:

[yes, you've read the pairing right.]

because it does what all rare pair fics seek to do, and takes two characters whom it should be impossible to imagine any sort of love story between and manages it, through a brilliant character study of molly, and all her hopes and contradictions.

the strange heart beating where it lies by eldritcher madam rosmerta/severus snape mature | 1.5k words

why i recommend it:

given the author, i hardly need to mention how beautiful the prose is. i also adore the characterisation of rosmerta - a character used in the series mostly for ron to have something to ogle at - which reverses the gaze of canon to address what being a pub landlady harassed endlessly by hormonal teenagers actually feels like, and how that might lead you into the arms of someone similarly lost in a world which thinks of him as an object.

ghouls in the attic by speechwriter tom riddle/ron weasley general | 8.9k words

why i recommend it:

because - as the author correctly notes - i have seen your heart and it is mine is an outrageously romantic thing for the horcrux to say to ron.

[especially because it happens just before lord voldemort canonically suggests that hermione is mid...]