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Unpopular opinion: The pack(s) are treated very well in the ministry.

As much as they get chores to do, it's only to stop them from getting bored.

On top of that, each element of Ghoul or Ghoulette have a different corridor dedicated to their habitational region of the pit, and they're *very* well made.

Water Ghouls: (If running clean water habitat) get a very cool room and a flat rock floor, rounded pebbles in a running stream across the corner of their room and a pond deep enough for them to submerge themselves in, and lots of moss surrounding or in. They don't have beds as they naturally prefer to sleep in water. They can have a sort of like infinity shower that looks like a mini waterfall in the opposite corner too. Basically, lots of water.

For a Tropical Water Ghoul, they like a warm climate and sea or clean water, and so they get about the same set up with a clean water stream, and a saltwater pond with artificial soft waves to mimic the feel of home, and instead of moss and pebbles they get seaweed and sand.

Water Ghouls tend to have their preferences and don't exactly just make do with anything.

For Fire Ghouls: They like a warm, toasty climate, one that would sweat out a Water Ghoul. Their room has heaters in the walls and a ton of insulation, ashy corners from the Fire Elements always lighting something or another on fire, rock floors, and a dug out sort of large hole for them to sleep in. They get heavyweight, fire resistant blankets, and a mandatory sprinkler system because sometimes they have quite a temper.

Fire Ghouls don't change much per region, they like it warm and aren't too picky.

Air Ghouls: they like to have access to light, so unlike their fellow packmates they choose to reside a floor up, where windows are accessible. They love light and wind if course, and want to feel the rain on their skin when they lean out the window. They can get temperamental if they are disallowed access to the outside, which is why they are given balcony's and a mix of easy to take care of plants like basil and mint, and maybe a bird bath or feeder to watch the wildlife.

Earth Ghouls: So. Much. Plant. Everywhere, there's ivy, moss, mint, lilacs, specially sorted of magical plants that only demons can care for, they have hanging plant pots everywhere. There's not a single place in that room you CAN'T have a fresh breath.. But, they really help make herbal medication with their natural green thumb.

Aside from the plants, they have a preference for wood furniture. Wooden framed bed, for most they like bones to decorate the walls, perhaps a closet, and real ivy that creeps up slowly but surely around their room every year, only cut back when it starts to become sentient. Don't ask.

Quintessence Ghouls: Probably the most odd or perhaps normal. Quintessence quite literally just means 'perfection', and the word aether has just.. so many meanings, some greek some odd some scientific. The only thing really known about Quintessence Ghouls is that they *love* the dark. It's their favourite thing, cuddle with them in a dark room and they'll bond with you for life. So, they get utter and complete darkness with the option of a bedside lamp or a ceiling light.

Atleast some of the things known about Quintessence is that they like a cool temperature. They have a metal bedframe, a thin mattress (by choice), light blankets and black coloured everything. They can choose everything they like, but they prefer the simple, quiet and dark.

Multi Ghouls: they get to pick whatever the fuck they like. They change their mind about what they like so often there's practically no point in doing up their room, yet they have plain bedroom with whatever they like as a style, not a habitat. Then, they bounce from packmate to packmate to experience whichever environment their body so desires at the time. They're probably the easiest and hardest to keep all at the same time.

Aside from bedrooms, they don't get anything like lentil slop or stew for dinner every night, they actually get very decent meals usually made by themselves. See, demons can have quiet complicated diets. Water Ghouls are completely pescatarian, Fire Ghouls are somewhat carnivores, who don't need much of the greens at all. Earth Ghouls eat gamey wild meat like rabbit and deer, and *plenty* of their greens. Air Ghouls eat whatever they like really, as they have a flexible diet, but they seem rather keen on fruit. Lots of fruit. Multi Ghouls will inhale everything, even little miss Aurora who will demolish two rotisserie chickens in 15 minutes if given to her. Don't even talk about Swiss, he's just.. Swiss.

And Quintessence Ghouls? They don't have to eat anything if they don't want to. 'Oh, but how is that fair in hell?' you may ask..

Well, in hell they have to fight a LOT more, as their element is prone to violence, which equals an incredible amount of healing. Their Quintessence is healing, and basically drains what we could call a sort of.. reservoir of Quintessence they store in their veins. They regain this Quintessence by eating food, otherwise they don't need to eat.

But because these Quintessence Ghouls obviously don't fight in the overworld, their pack mixed and not many other Quintessence Ghouls to fight with, they just have this never drained reservoir or Quintessence, simply circulating their veins waiting for use.

But sometimes if they notice they're getting too skinny they'll put themselves on a calorie maxxing diet, and then stop eating again.

Quintessence Ghouls are rather confusing.

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Ka-chow

Videos via maxkaronmusic, stupid edit by me

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Cello

If a cello were a creature

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hey, hi!! Just curious what otherhearted is since u said we could ask :D

hello!! Otherhearted is similar to being a therian, but instead of identifying more as an animal, or creature, it’s more of feeling a deep connection with it, instead of identifying with/as it :) that’s pretty much it dumbed down lol thx for asking!

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50 Followers! 🦇🕸️

In honor of my blog hitting 50 followers I will be drawing your nameless ghoul designs for existing ghouls or your own ghoul ocs! I have ten slots available so send in references of what you want drawn and fill up these slots baby!

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when drawing is finished I will link the posted drawing next to the blog of whoever submitted the ghoul/ghoulettes!

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hey *drops this and runs*

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Vaporise and Vanish

Summary: Dewdrop transitions from water to fire. This is just some Dew angst because I love torturing this bitch

Main Tags: hurt/(mild) comfort; angst; (maybe) some gore; mild torture

Read the whole thing under the cut or on Ao3 (Azass___11)

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Dewdrop wakes to the sound of murmured prayers being spoken just above him. The den seems silent, safe for the quiet rumble of words over his chest. 

He frowns and cracks his eyes open. He immediately flinches and sits up as his eyes adjust and register the mass of people stood around his nest. 

“What the fuck?!”, he tries to scramble away but is grabbed by the horn and yanked back onto the mattress, the flat drone of prayers and what seems to be some sort of spell never wavering. 

He hisses and thrashes against the grip on his horn as he realises with growing horror that they’re performing a ritual. Is he going to be sacrificed? Will they send him back to Hell? Will he be cut into tiny pieces and strewn all over the Ministry grounds to appease the Dark Lord? 

Why? He hadn't done anything wrong, had he? He'd been exceptionally good lately, he'd even volunteered to help around the tax department. 

Dewdrop had never thought of himself as a pussy or someone who was scared easily. But right now the water ghoul feels his heart race and his brain blare alarm sirens of panic. 

“Let me go!”, he rolls onto his side and bites at the man who’d grabbed his horn. He gets nothing but a hard smack across the face as an answer. “Fuck!”

He feels his blood start to boil, both from anger and fear as his tail lashes, trying to defend himself. His glands start oozing venom and he almost wishes the bastard would dare touch him again and see just the amount of damage Dewdrop could do if he put his mind to it. 

His eyes dart across the room but all he sees are humans, clad in black, their faces hidden by what seems to be veils. He recognises their scent though. And he knows he will remember them, even if he doesn’t know their faces. He knows he will get them back for whatever kind of bullshit they’re pulling on him here. 

There are no ghouls, he realises as the prayers reach a fever pitch. The den is completely devoid of his swarm mates. Now the fear sets in and it hits him like a freight train. 

He starts writhing and thrashing, throwing his head from side to side. A hand comes down to grab the scruff of his neck and he goes stiff, a guttural, panicked cry is ripped from his throat as his gills start to flare and his skin begins itching. 

His breathing quickens as his body starts heating up from the inside. Something is wrong. Something is so very wrong and he doesn’t understand what the fuck is going on.

Dewdrop's eyes flick to the figure speaking his prayers and he manages to get enough rationality together to catch her scent. A scent he recognises. 

His body seizes up and he yowls, maw tearing open far enough to stretch the thin skin keeping his jaws together until it rips. He tastes blood, feels his skull pounding with pain as his jaw dislocates on its own, further than he would have ever gotten to unhinge it himself. His throat is burning hot and his saliva feels like lava, running down into his stomach and scorching everything in its wake. He can't scream, his vocal chords are burning to ashes. He can't see, his eyes are tearing up from the smoke curling from both his mouth and his gills. His tail thrashes from side to side, the fins on it smoldering and curling in on themselves, slowly withering while his naturally moist skin dries and shrivels. 

His claws tear apart the mattress and maybe even his own skin. He can't feel it over the mind numbing pain that burns every nerve and every muscle in his body to ashes. 

Dewdrop, through all his agony and suffering, never takes his eyes off the disguised figure, still chanting over him. He never looks away, never lets his tears blur his vision enough to make her vanish. 

His brain is frying and one thought is burned into it, never to be removed again. He hates her. And he will kill her. 

He yowls again, feels his hair start to smoulder, his sensitive whiskers shrivelling which sends hot, white pain to the back of his eyes and nearly makes him black out. 

The chanting stops finally and Dewdrop's gills are burning. And he understands what she has done to him. 

He loses consciousness from the pain after a while, drifting in and out of reality for a while, always greeted by that searing, scorching pain that he is sure will drive him insane. 

He's heard of elemental transitions before. Delta had often talked about his experience and how he'd handled it. Never once had he mentioned the agony and suffering it came with. Dewdrop hopes that it is somewhat like childbirth and he will forget how horrible the experience was. 

He doesn't want to remember this, lying curled up on his shredded mattress, burning from the inside out. The only thing he wants and needs to remember is the smells of these humans. He will find and kill each and every single one of them and he will not forget how they stood and watched. He will not forget how she stood over him and said her chants like he was nothing but a toy for her to use and shape however she wanted. 

He doesn't care if she's Copia's mother, he will kill her. 

He will kill her. He will kill her he will kill her he will kill her. He. Will. Kill. Her.

Aether's panicked voice wakes him and he looks up. The den is still dark and smells of smoke and burned skin. His burned skin. He can't see a lot, his lashes are stuck together and make his vision blurry but he's sure the swarm is home. 

Where had they been? Why had he been all alone? 

In an instant, there are strong hands all over him, slowly hoisting him up and muffled voices asking questions and shouting at him in distress. He doesn't understand what they're saying. But he knows he's safe now. 

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Dewdrop is alone. He sits curled up on one of the couches in the den, tail wrapped around himself. 

It's thin and small now, without any fins or markings. Not made for swimming anymore. His skin is an angry orange, like uncooked salmon. He hasn't looked at himself in the mirror yet but judging by his swarm mates' reactions it's bad. 

He looks over to the sleeping area where all of them are curled up together. Without him. After they had helped him up, most of them had started hissing or snarling at him, driving him out. He knows it's instinct, knows they can't help it. It's new and unfamiliar for all of them. Delta hadn't been treated much differently, he'd also had to face exclusion the first few days after his transition. They were like new ghouls after their reassignment, ghouls that technically weren't part of the swarm. It was only natural for the others to feel uncomfortable with a 'stranger' amongst them. 

Under normal circumstances, Dewdrop doesn't mind being alone, but right now he wants to cry. He remembers Aether's face, staring at him with shock and fear before breaking into a violent hiss that showed off his gilded fangs in a way that had Dewdrop scared for his life. If he'd wanted to, Aether could have broken his neck right then and there and he is almost certain that was what his instinct was telling him to do. 

Omega had ordered everyone to stay away from him until the scent of change in the air had settled, for his own safety. Dewdrop was grateful for it, sure, but it also made him want to rip his skin off. 

He curls up further, hiding his face in his new arms. Arms that didn't have fins anymore and bore hands without webbed fingers. 

His core was hot and scorching and he still felt like he was being boiled alive sometimes. He perks up and scrambles back when he hears soft footsteps approaching. 

Rain looks at him and flicks his whiskers. 

"Hey- No, don't be scared. I'm not…", he sighs and scratches his neck, "I won't hurt you. Can I sit?" 

He points to the couch and Dewdrop nods silently. It's rare for Rain to show compassion like this. The water ghoul was still fairly new and quite the cocky asshole. 

"I'm sorry." 

Dewdrop sniffles and rubs at his eyes. 

"For what? Is not your fault." 

Rain frowns. 

"Of course it is. All of..", he motions to the fire ghoul's new body, " this is because they wanted you to make place for me. I'm… fuck, this shouldn't have happened." 

Dewdrop stares at him. He hadn't thought about it this way but it did make sense. Rain was their new water ghoul. Dewdrop wasn't sure what he'd expected to happen, really. He had believed that he would be retired from the band and a new fire ghoul summoned to fill Ifrit's place. 

Rain was right. All of this happened because of him. Had Dewdrop been any more spiteful, he would have ripped the newbie to shreds right then and there. He stares at him for a while, a rusty growl kicking up in his chest. 

"Where was everyone tonight?", he asks, his jaw tense. 

Rain blinks at him and draws his legs up to his chest. 

"We were ordered to leave the den for a meeting. Then they locked us in the dining hall upstairs. Copia was there too." 

Dewdrop perks up. 

"Copia? Did he know what was happening?" 

Sathanas he hopes not. His heart clenches as he waits for Rain's answer and relaxes immediately as the water ghoul shakes his head. 

"No. He seemed just as confused as us. He wanted to check on you as well but his mother called for him."

Dewdrop growls. 

"That fucking cunt- She did this. THIS was her fault!", he snarls, motioning at his new body. 

Rain nods and looks at him with a gaze that holds both fear and concern. 

"I know. She… I'm sorry this happened. Dew. I didn't want something like this." 

They fall silent for a while until Dewdrop scoots closer until he rests against the taller ghoul's side. The moist skin of a water ghoul calms him immediately and he allows his eyes to close for the first time since he came back to himself after Aether found him. 

Rain doesn't say anything but stiffens for a moment. 

"I-"

"Shut up."

They remain silent for the rest of the night and sometime around 3 a.m, Dewdrop feels himself drift off to sleep, lulled in by the soft and wet scent of sea salt and algae enveloping him. 

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Lineart/sketches!? (Also special mention for phantom ghoul from ghost)

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I just know Copia’s been stood up on a date once or twice.

Maybe he was a younger man, maybe his early or mid twenties . He’s the shy and awkward type, but he wants to get out there, desperately so. He’s tried so many times, to no avail, and it’s safe to say his self esteem isn’t doing all that great. It never really has been.

Maybe one time, it was someone he asked out. Or maybe someone who asked him. Regardless, he’s ecstatic . His experience is little to none but this is the exact opportunity he hoped for, the romantic in him absolutely bursting with hope and excitement.

And so, he gets all ready that night. All done up, he showers, shaves, spends thirty minutes picking the perfect outfit , perfect cologne, and even stops for flowers on the way to the agreed location. Some casual restaurant, or maybe even a cafe or a coffee shop. Something simple. Not too fancy. But still delightful.

He enters with a smile, heart pounding. He’s a bit early, of course, and happily tells whoever’s waiting on him that there’s a second person in his party. He’s seated a while, maybe orders himself a drink after the first ten minutes or so.

Ten minutes become twenty .

Become thirty.

Become an hour.

An hour and a half.

Two hours.

Nothing.

The flowers are wilting. His smile is gone. By now, even the people that work there have understood what happened— maybe they do something nice like give him his drink on the house. And he finally leaves after waiting three hours, to no avail.

He tried texting. Tried calling. Left on read, gone to voicemail. Every ounce of hope inside his body has been crushed into fine dust. Utterly heartbroken , was this a prank the whole time? A cruel joke? Why would anyone do this to him? Why him? He vows to never let this happen again.

He’s able to make it home before he breaks down. Probably in his bed. In the ideal world , he’d have a brother there to comfort him— but let’s be honest. I’m afraid all he’s got is the rats.

I think that Copia, a romantic at heart, has so many goals and aspirations, he’s painted a beautiful picture in his head of the man he wants to be, and yet… he’s had the worst luck when it comes to relationships. He’s just never quite good enough for himself.

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thinking of tweaking my phantom design a little bittt, just the hair bc I don’t feel all too fulfilled with the braid bc the way I designed it without the braid his hair is uneven and that bothers meeee

Secret third option BALDDD

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all the guys from skeletour! Ignore how I drew mountain with clothes on and everyone else without, I was in church okay 🤕 (I already have posted his design anyway) also wanted to get a firm design on all the guys, since I’ve only really drawn phantom and cyclone recently.. I’ll work on the girls next! And at some point go through the eras

(I got a new sketchbook, so this was a fun way to end my current one!)

Reblogs would be appreciated but not forced!

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Swiss sketch I made, to accompany you through the day

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Goth jasmine and modern jasmine bc why not? 🤷‍♀️ (we don’t talk about that I didn’t fully render this 😔)

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"Perpetua is more evil than Copia" man i. I dunno about that

4th songs on their albums with the word light in the title my beloved

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they are so stupidddd

Og under the cut

I FOUND THIS ON PINTEREST, AND I FEEL LIKE THIS IS MORE SWISS AND ANYONE BUT I WANT MOUNTAIN AND CYCLONE CONTENT!!!! SUE ME!!

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Some sunshine ghoulette art. Pebble, cirrus and haze!!! AHH I NEED TO POST MOREE

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Sleeper tries to remember stuff from the Vegas ritual! Part 1 maybe. In no particular order

Sidenote: If you were one of the five people that saw someone throw up in public, yes that was me. I got food poisoning. thank you Vegas. I'm so sorry if any of you saw that

Because I was so delirious from puking and afraid I would do it again, the second peacefield started I literally cried

Storm is a joy. During Lacrymha and a few other songs he does this little shimmy where he moves up and down like a minecraft character and it's so cute. And during year zero he fiddles with his jacket. He's so creature I love you Storm ghoul

Haze is also a joy. She made a heart with her wings at one point and did plenty silly dances. During moac she pretended to tickle us during "tickle you internally"

Rora got the cowbell. Peace and love. V rose from the stage to give it to her

Dew and Cirrus beefed at one point? I believe it could've been during ktgg but they had a little music battle with their solos

Perpetua ciriced the camera and then kissed two fingers at us

They were right. That Perpetua cassock can tail

He messed up the order of the lyrics on satanized a little bit which was funny. Then he asked if we were feeling real Satanized right now. Also if you saw someone holding up their plushia and spinning it that was me

I cried during fiafl but it's really hard not to ok. When he sang about "dark fascist regime" he said WILL be gone and not might be gone. That broke me a little

During dathoml he looked to Dew and sang "remember always, love is all you need" like he was consoling him about something (made me think of dewpia because I'm insane)

Also during dathoml we messed up a line and he corrected us

We got pinnacle, cmls, and Satan prayer

I literally shrieked during cmls because I had been wanting to hear that one. Also throwing my hat into the ring here, I think the floating tobias is actually him. I think this because he looked at us and made a little motion to sing louder which seemed very Toby esque

During Satan prayer he had to walk us through the chorus because people kept messing up the 2nd and 4th lines

After rats he called US rats. Saying "We've got 2000 rats here. Maybe 3000." I could have those numbers wrong but the point is we are rats

He creeped around during Cirice just like in the pictures

Phantom is a little shit. He lied down on the ground at one point, i think it was year zero. Also he and Dew fist bumped at one point. Also during he is?? I think? He froze in place along with Dew. He also kept gesturing to certain people to scream louder

Mountain started tweaking out during the end of dance macabre

I growled the entirety of Mummy Dust to match Perpetua and I didn't even know I had the lung capacity to do that.

V took a mummy buck, licked it, rolled it like a blunt, and gave it to someone.

They were right that monstrance clock background is just gay sex

During dance macabre he does shimmy a little like Copia. Also after he said Marijuana after moac, it went into dance macabre so fast it was like a jumpscare

The transition from spirit to per aspera is really good. I need to put that in here somehow

Perpetua complained about the heat quite a bit, saying something like "It's very hot here. Not in the good way"

ALSO I'M PRETTY SURE SOMEONE THREW UNDERWEAR?? OR A VERY LACY BRA

Lost my mind

Cried when it ended

When I remember more I'll update this

Me reveal

Sidenote 2: Thank you to the people that gave me bracelets and the little rat keychain!! Literally so sweet. Also I got some tiny 3d printed rats and I'll cherish them forever! Thank you to anyone on here that passed out trinkets