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xruiiii-blog · 2 days
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It’s chewsday.
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omegamybeloved · 2 days
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*over text*
Mountain: sends an edit of Aether
Dew: woof woof awoo
Mountain, taking a screenshot: I'm sending that to Aether.
Dew: WAIT!-
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Swiss using his face/head to express affection.
Okay, I know what I mean isn't clear here, so let me elaborate :
Him sweetly rubbing his face against Aether's shoulder in the morning as they make breakfast, just like a giant cat. Headbutting Dew excitedly - you can't tell me those two aren't headbutting maniacs - and lightly poking Mountain with his horns to gain his attention. Pressing his forehead to Cirrus' temple while dropping a kiss to her cheek. Resting his forehead against Phantom's to comfort him after he wakes up from a nightmare. Burrying his face in Cumulus' hair and wrapping his arms around her from behind. Purposefully tangling his horns with Aurora's to make her giggle. Resting his chin on top of Rain's head during movie night. Smushing his cheek against Sunshine's while trapping her in a surprise hug.
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littlemoon-beam · 1 day
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One day I'll get out of the Dewther web....it's not today though.
Just Dewther snippets of their lives and feelings for eachother.
Cw: sappy boys, some feelings of sadness and anger but brief, just them loving each other in different stages y'all
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Aether cracks his eyes when Dew starts to shift to get out of bed. He groans and tries to grab for him, to keep his warmth tucked close. He gets gentle fingers sliding over his cheek and a feather light kiss to his lips.
"Stay asleep."
Part of him wants to argue, to tell Dew to stay. They haven't had time to just lay together, to bask lazily in the softness of eachother, to kiss slow and let the heat build without feeling the desperate need to address it.
But he is tired so he just let's it take him under again. He drifts to dreams of Dew and wakes to his mug beside him the way it always is when Aether gets to sleep in.
His stomach dips and his heart stumbles over itself as if it were the first time all over again. Sometimes Dew's able to pop in and keep it warm until Aether wakes up, sometimes he's too busy.
He leans back against Dews pillow and savors every cold sip of coffee simply because Dew made it, because he thought about him and wanted him to know it.
Aether let's that thought get him through the day until he's able to get Dew in his arms to thank him properly.
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Dew is horrible at taking care of himself, running himself into the ground at the drop of a hat because someone needed something. Aether can't count the amount of times he'd ended a shift in the early hours of the morning only to find Dew curled up on the couch, sleeping but not peacefully.
There are nights when Dew can't handle a bed that Aether's not in, curling around himself in a hoodie far too big for him for some vague feeling of the Quint around him.
Aether doesn't ask what drives him down ti the couch and not into his bed, he doesn't press about what thoughts cloud his mind.
He sets everything down and makes his way to the couch, smiling at the way Dew's hands hide in the sleeves held up by his face. Aether rests his palm on the top of his head, ducking to kiss his forehead.
He blinks awake slowly. "Aeth..."
"Yeah, I'm home. Come on, up to bed."
He leaves the door open while he showers, Dews sleep heavy eyes locked on the bathroom until Aether comes back out. He curls around him and purrs, drifting off as soon as Aether settles beside him.
Aether can't deny the warmth in his chest at the knowledge that Dew specifically wanted him.
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Dew isn't the best when it comes to feeling deeply, too afraid of what it means, too afraid to let himself feel everything he aches for out of fear that this will be taken away too.
He retreats in on himself and resorts to words that cut like blades and a bitterness in his scent. He gnashes teeth and claws and tries to keep them away, thinking he's protecting them. Aether knows better, knows that terrified little voice in his head and Dew uses anger to keep that soft side safe.
It still stings when Dew spits venom his way, even as he watches his eyes go dark and brim with regret and he knows Dew hates himself for it.
"I love you. Find me when you're ready." He hates walking away but he knows he has to, Dew needs to dig through his thoughts and crawl to his own resolution.
It's not as often as it used to be, Aether had worked to help him tirelessly, sifting through the darkness that clung to his mind like a plague.
He always finds him later, shoulders slumped and sobbing, begging forgiveness against Aether's chest.
"Talk to me."
And he does, cries his words and shakes like a leaf, ripping his chest open and exposing the very depths of himself.
"I'm too much."
"You could never be too much."
"You deserve better."
"You're the best."
He clings, holds on like the confessions will break their bond. "They'll send me back-"
"I'd kill them if they tried."
He holds him until his mind quiets, until he falls asleep in Aether's lap, curled up and far too vulnerable. Aether keeps his arms tight around him, vowing to keep him safe from everything. Including himself.
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Aether is no stranger to bad days. His own thoughts or things beyond his control. He holds it all until it starts to consume him.
Dew watches the shadows under his eyes grow darker, those pretty eyes he loves so much swallowed up by the void, black and empty and so cold.
He tracks him down, head in his hands at his desk in the infirmary, another loss that he feels deeper than Dew can really understand. He watches his shoulders shake, silent sobs as he breaks alone in an empty room.
He's gentle in his approach, softly laying his hand on Aether's shoulder until he turns and presses his face into Dew's belly, sobbing into his shirt.
"Come home. I've got you."
Aether wants to argue, there are papers to fill out and things he needs to make sure are done but he's so tired, he's so tired and his shoulders ache and Dew's so warm...
He said he's got him...and Aether believes him and let's him lead.
Dew fills the bath and strips them both down, guiding Aether in and pulling him to lay back against his chest.
"Put it down. You don't have to hold it all, Aeth."
He lets himself break when Dew kisses his shoulder. He lets himself cry, let's it all bleed out of his body while Dew holds him there, a steady grounding point pressed against his back.
He doesn't mean to go until hes drained, until he can't even keep his eyes open but it doesn't really matter.
"Rest. I'm right here."
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Aether thinks Dew laughing is the most beautiful thing in the world. His smile, the way he tosses his head back, the way his eyes light up as if the sun itself lived somewhere inside of him.
Swiss makes him laugh the hardest and Aether can't find it in himself to even be jealous, not if it means he gets to hear that unguarded joy.
Sometimes he can't help himself, he grabs him and kisses the taste of his happiness from lips still smiling against his. And Dew will cock his head and look at him with sun warm eyes and everything else fades away.
Aether cups his face and watches the smile soften into one he knows well, small and seemingly only for him.
"What was that for?"
And there is so much he could say, give him thousands of reasons that he needed to kiss him. He simply smiles, runs his thumb across Dews little galaxy of freckles and presses another kiss to his lips.
"I love you."
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Dew thinks Aether like this is the most beautiful thing in the world. Soft in the morning, glasses on while he reads before they have to face the day. Bare chested and sweats low on his hips, lips curving just slightly when his book gets interesting.
Dew pauses in the doorway of the bathroom on his way back to bed just to watch him in the soft morning light. He will never understand how Aether can't see himself the way the others do, the way he does.
It's everything about him, the focus in his eyes, the way he licks his fingers to flip the page...it never fails to leave Dew dumbstruck to watch Aether simply existing. He's sure he falls further in love with every breath Aether breathes.
Aether glances up over his glasses and Dew's stomach flips.
"What?"
He climbs up on the bed and crawls across until he can settle on Aether's lap. He loves the slow build of heat in his eyes, the teasing shape of a smirk starting. And Dew could fan the flames, could feed the fire and take or be taken...but that's for another time.
He cups Aether's jaw and kisses him softly, kisses like a whisper until they are forced to breathe.
"What was that for?"
"I love you."
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inertia-succumbed · 10 hours
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Funny #3.
Aether: You know what.
Aether: *take glasses off.*
Aether: I can’t see why you’re mad.
Dew:
Aether:
Dew: *fuming* This isn’t the time for jokes Aether.
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Dewdrop: Do you feel like doing something? Aether: I don't think so, firefly, my love. It's too fucking hot. What do you have in mind? Dewdrop: Sister Imperator is on a business trip with Copia all day, so I was going to go into her office, shut the windows, turn the fans off, and hide a dead Wolverine in there. You know, for putting me on dish duty. Aether: Give me five minutes to change
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aether-the-banana-man · 15 hours
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*Phantom walked into the room it shared with Aether, rubbing his eyes softly*
Aether…world too much…
@ask-phantom-ghoul
yup. happens sometimes. get in here.
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iamthecomet · 2 days
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it's a missing Aether day here, trying to comfort myself with thoughts of Aether with arms wide open to welcome back his pack with all the hugs and kisses they could ever want, I miss our big boi sm, I need little domestic thoughts to keep me sane 😭
It is always missing Aether (and Sunny) hours. I think he keeps busy when they're gone. Working a lot at the infirmary. Learning new skills he can try out on them when they get home. New recipies, learning a new craft, he can't wait to show Cumulus the little crochet things he's been making, tending to Mountain's plants with almost as much care an attention as Mountain himself. Making sure he feeds the little cat Dew is pretending he hasn't adopted (it still lives outside in the cemetery, but Dew named it, so it's pretty much over). Just think about how he'd wait for them to get home. Bouncing on the balls of his feet as he watches the vans pull up the driveway. Rocking back and forth, barely containing his excitement. He'd hug all of them in turn. Sweeping most of them off of their feet in a crushing hug. Inhaling the scent of them. All of them smelling a little off--like hotels and weird soap--but still like them. Holding them close so they can feel just how much he loves and missed them. I bet he and Sunny made dinner too. That after their exhausted bandmates are hugged and kissed and have gotten inside and had a shower in their own bathroom for the first time in months, Aether ushers them all into the dining room. And he and Sunny feed them. Nothing too extravagant. They're all so tired. Excited to be home, exuberent. Full of that sort of relaxed energy you get when you step back into your space after a long time away--but still tired. And Aether doesn't want to make that worse. He doesn't want to overwhelm. So they make light comfort food. Salads and roasted vegetables with veggies fresh from Mountain's gardens. Pasta with olive oil and a little cheese and a lot of salt and pepper. Cheese boards and fruit boards, and lots of fresh bread. Decadent, but simple. And they could all go back to their own beds after dinner. Sleep in their own sheets after so many months. But you know, instead, they all end up cuddled in the common room. A movie on the TV that none of them are watching. Aether stuck right in the middle of them (Sunny too, honestly. Both of them being squished in the best way by their pack), his arms curled around two ghouls while another naps on his chest.
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quitelitteghoulpup · 2 days
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Choose my next stories!!!!!
I'm gonna write them all, the one with the most votes first, than the second, etc.
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moldycantaloupe · 2 days
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new addition to my spirit au while i work on the second chapter you know the drill
in the Pit, no quintessential ghoul has a conscious. all they know is to thrive and survive in their environment and feed off of the energy of humanity.
when a quintessential ghoul is summoned Topside, there is no turning back. they gain a conscious, a true will to live, not to just survive. they want things. they gain emotions. once they gain that conscious, they can no longer return to the Pit the same.
When Phantom learned about it, they became reasonably upset. they were as old as the earth. they loved living in the ignorant bliss. they loved what they had, they wish Lucifer didn't pick them. Aether caught them sitting up on the roof one time staring out at the stars. When he talked to them, they expressed their wish to become a star again.
Phantom eventually learned to love living. the fears became distant in their mind. they decided eventually that they would never want to go back to the mindless chatter of what they were in the Pit. they were excited to live for once in their near immortal life.
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smoke-and-silver · 1 day
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Aether secret foot guy + panty sniffer + general perv who would be mortified if you ever found out
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xruiiii-blog · 2 days
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One more in between hw hehe🖤
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sentientgolfball · 4 hours
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Aether: That is an awful lot of ice cream…aren’t you lactose intolerant?
Dew: Are you my mother because that sounds like a lot of judgment?
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Thought about Ghost pirate AU instead of sleeping last night, so here are some of said thoughts (I really wanna make that a fic but i'd need to research some specific vocabulary since english isn't my first language and even in french i don't know much about how to describe ships and things like that) :
Copia is the captain of the Impera ship (how original, I know).
Cirrus and Aether are his seconds in command.
Phantom has tons of eyepatches that he decorates with shells Swiss picks for him, pearls Rain brings back from the deepest parts of the sea, shiny things Aurora gifts him, etc...
Sunshine is constantly up in the sails, swinging from ropes and masts, keeping an eye on the sea and the sky, always on the lookout for danger or opportunities.
Dew is an incredible shot, and he's very proud of it - likes to show off, though he knows when to prioritize efficiency over elegancy.
Rain is some kind of siren, and lures whichever ship the crew has eyes on toward them by singing. He usually swims after the ghouls' ship, when the sea is calm and he isn't needed on the deck.
Swiss has a variant of Rain's capacity, but without singing. He just...sort of hypnotize people just by talking. Like...enhanced charm. It wears off the longer the person is exposed to it, though, so he has to use it wisely.
Their ship is the fastest on the sea, since Cumulus and Cirrus can manipulate wind and basically give it a speed boost whenever.
Mountain's sense of orientation is impecable. As long as you have him, you're never lost. He's like a living compass. (maybe he can "sense" the lands around them to a certain extend ?)
Aether ties and unties knots in loose ropes when he's anxious (kinda like Finnick in Hunger Games) and is the medic on board.
Cirrus is a sword master. Do not challenge her in a duel, she will win.
Aurora is an explosion enthousiast. Do not let her unsupervised around canons or powder. It does come in a handy when the goal is to blow up the enemy, though.
Cumulus is a frightenigly clever strategist. Whenever a plan needs to be made, she always come up with the best, most twisted ideas. She's also in charge of drawing the maps (she's the only one with a neat handwritting).
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sleepiekit · 2 days
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during tours, sodo and aeth would often run off together away from the rest of the pack. they’d lay under the stars while aether pointed out the constellations.
but lately it’s felt a bit lonely for sodo..
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bazlk · 3 months
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idk im bored and still have lots of unfinished sketches from last year
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