Ghoul hell

When someone rubs your tummy with their thumb while your fucking aoouuuu I’m going to eat a mouthful of wasps

Swiss is the master of this. He likes rubbing his thumb over dews hipbones while holding his waist. Or rains gills. Or the freckles on mountains tummy aouuuuuu

Need to feed Mountain ghoul grain out of the palm of my hand Like a horse

Dew: -eating ice cream on the couch- Swiss, walking into the room: "...Aren't you lactose intolerant?" Dew, scraping the bottom of the tub with his spoon and nodding: "Yeup." Swiss, concerned: "Isn't that gonna make you shit? Why are you eating it??" Dew, licking the spoon: "I'm mad at Rain." Swiss, sitting down on the couch next to him: "What?" Dew, setting the tub aside: "Rain went on a date with Sunny when he promised to hang out with me, so I decided to eat his ice cream as revenge." Swiss: "...Couldn't you have just, I dunno, done literally anything else?" Dew: "Originally, I was just gonna scoop out the middle and melt it in the sink, but I tried a little and I liked it, and I felt guilty about wanting to waste it, so I ate more and..." -burps painfully- "revenge is a dish best served cold and all that jazz...Oughh..." Swiss: "Are you okay??" Dew: "Emotionally or physically? Because the answer to both is no." Swiss, patting his back: "You want me to talk to Rainy later?" Dew, sadly: "No." Swiss: "...You want I put some mayo in his shampoo?" Dew, sniffling: "Yeahhh..." Swiss, gives him a little side hug: "He's gonna smell like egg."

Mountain, at a bar with the other ghouls, getting tired of standing around, turning to Swiss: "I'm a master pick-up artist." Swiss, doubtful: "Alright, big man, prove it." Mountain: "Alright." -walks over to Dew and picks him up- "I'll be leaving now." Dew, clearly flustered: "Where we goin'??" Swiss: "That's not how that works!" Mountain, heading out the door: "I can't hear you over the sound of my incredible skills-" Swiss, following: "Dude-" -gets picked up by Mountain- "BRO-" Mountain: "Two for one, my talent is unmatched." -hefts them both- "Back to the hotel we go~" Swiss, wriggling, looking at Dew: "Aren't you going to fight?!" Dew, purring up a storm: -clearly enjoying being carried around like a giant cat- Swiss: "You domesticated little asshole-"

Sibling of sin, cleaning the outdoor swimming pool: "Gotta love the ghouls... gotta love 'em." Rain, slithering across the surface of the pool like some kinda fucked up snake: -eating the algae off the side and hissing at them when they try to skim the leaves out of the water- Sibling of sin, raising the pool skimmer like a spear: "LOOK HERE, FUCKER-"