So, this is an idea I had for Swiss after his summoning. Not only was our beloved Multi-ghoul new in the clergy, but also was he a completely new kind of ghoul. Which probably made him double the amount of weird for the others. Anyways- I started this brainfart at like, 2am, so I can't promise if it will be good ;-; Maybe I will put some ships into it as well, but for now, I will keep it platonic, I guess- (Ship requests and ideas are very much appreciate- as well as feedback since this is my first story, and I have no clue what I'm doing-) (p.s. this story is also on my Ao3 account- so- if you see it there- you know ;-;)

Phantom was the newest quintessance ghoul. Skittish and silent, the pack wants nothing more than to bond with him, to love him. But Phantom is afraid. Afraid to let himself be loved no matter how he longs for it. They can't know what's under his mask. They'll hate him for it, reject him, and he'll be alone. After seeing how they interact, Phantom would rather be erased than sent back to the Pits where all he's known for so long was the empty void of loneliness. Preface to polyghouls. This is Phantom's first month after being summoned. whenever I get around to writing and posting them, this will be apart of a series of fics be they headcanons or little dribbles and such.

(chapter release is slow) . You've been a part of the band before Omega left to which you reacted to horribly. He was like a brother to you and whenever you'd see him around the abbey(which was almost never) you could talk for hours. Alpha and Water had also left by the time it was Copia's turn to shine. The band had had many replacements for many of the roles. You never leaving your spot or switching spots with anyone. Until the new ghouls gained your interest... . Before anyone says anything 1. English isn't my first language so expect mistakes 2. This is in no way shape or form about the people behind the ghouls! This is about their on stage character and nothing further!!

In this life, a human without the money to pay for their own life is worth nothing. Take those humans in as property, breed them, and you'll end up like one of me. One of us. Pets. Born and trained to serve our Masters once the day comes that we have one. That's the day most pets fear. That's the day our lives change for better... or For worse. ~~~ Spinoff to: Vampire's Pet ~~~ Cover made by : mshacake

TW: SELF-HARM This is a BXBXBXB story. Don't like, don't read. "Be careful, Fayez, not to touch anything or anyone. Keep your gloves on at all times, my sweet prince, or who knows what might happen". Fayez is the last-born child of one of the strongest family of vampires that ever existed. According to most, he should have led an easy life, for money was never a problem and he had many servants more than willing to fulfill his wishes. Fayez had everything to be happy, except for the fact that he was a burden to his own parents. See, there was something terribly wrong with his hands: everything he touched became rotten, so he had to keep his gloves on at all times. He was a leathal weapon, one that had to be kept a secret, so that other people wouldn't try to use his curse for their own benefit. When Fayez turned 21, his parents decided that their son could not be kept secluded in their castle any longer, and that it was more than time for him to face the outside world. They sent him to the prestigious ISB - Institute for Supernatural Beings, where every supernatural creature from age 20 to age 30 is given a special training to enhance his natural capabilities. How will the priviledged Fayez, who only ever knew the faces of his family and servants, survive in a place where most of the residents have experienced violence and cruelty from a very young age, and are street smart? More importantly, can this haughty, strong yet inexperienced, touch-depraved young man learn how to love and be loved in return, or is he far too gone already?

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake