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st-danger · 10 months
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What about the ghouls' horns being an erogenous zone for the ghouls and one of the Papas not realising while giving them horn scritches?
Terzo and Copia? Both touchy in their own ways. But while Terzo was intentional, every brush of fingers a loaded gun, a promise, Copia is...not so aware.
Aether is, perhaps, a little nasty for taking advantage of that. For getting a little something out of Copia that he doesn't know he's giving. Perverted. Just a little headache, he'd told him when Copia had found him resting his head in his hands. Paracetamol and other drug store sundries never work well for ghouls, even when they're taking a more human form, and certainly the effort of holding a glamour up when aching does nothing to help. So when Copia offers Aether his bed, offers to let him rest in his lap so he can rub his temples, of course he's quick to say yes.
He's a little wrong for asking Copia to remove his gloves. And he's nasty for not stopping him when absently, his fingers stroke away from his temple to rub at the base of a horn. The shock of pleasure is instant, sharp and intense and- he gasps, stomach clenching and Copia immediately withdraws.
"Oh. Is it very painful there?"
Aether sucks in a breath, and feels momentarily guilty. This behavior, he could expect it from someone like Omega. Dew, maybe. Ifrit for sure.
"It's sore," Aether mumbles, lying through his pointed teeth. Even just that little touch makes his tail go stiff. And he's about to use him to get stiff in other places, too. Oh, he shouldn't. He really shouldn't. Bad. Wrong. Dirty. And yet... "Would probably helped if you rubbed there for a little bit."
"Certainly," Copia says, and begins a gentle caress. "As long as you'd like."
Aether shuts his eyes tight, and bites his tongue at the sensation, frissions of pleasure sparking down his spine to somewhere lower. More private.
"And how is that?"
Aether curls up, draws the knee of his outside leg up just enough to provide a little coverage of his lap. Afford him a little privacy because this is going to get him hard in no time at all, and he ought to be truly ashamed.
"S'good," he says. Feeling Copia's bare hand there, when usually there is leather in the way feels even more perverse. His fingertips trace the seam where his horn meets his head and his cock begins to tingle. True to his word, he just...rubs. Touches. Hums contentedly while he thinks he's helping Aether handle the worst of his headache, wickedly unaware that he's doing more to help get his short, thick cock all red and heavy than he is the headache.
He tries very hard to keep his breath steady. To hold the whines and the low moan that threatens to bubble up safe within. He should stop Copia. But then what? Stand up and try to leave the room with his back turned so Copia doesn't see his cock pressed against his pants, tenting?
"Do your horns ever hurt?" Copia asks, and the question pulls him out of his thoughts in an instant. "I've had toothaches. Is it like that?"
"I don't know," Aether says, "I've never had one."
"Well I suppose it isn't the tooth itself that hurts, is it?" Copia muses. "It's the nerves inside, really." Oh, he does not want to listen to Copia discuss teeth. "Do your horns have nerves inside?"
They do. He doesn't need to know how many, though.
"Could you try rubbing those too? Might help. Maybe." Like he doesn't know. Like he isn't aware of the effect it has, like he's never asked Dew to stroke them while he masturbates to send him hurtling over the edge.
Slow, careful fingers start to slide up and down one, and then the other, and he feels himself grow hot and fat in his pants.
"How is that?"
"Would it- I'm a little cold," Aether lies. "Would you hand me a blanket?"
"Oh, certainly," Copia says with zero hesitation, leaning away for a moment to snatch a throw, and peel it open from how it's been folded. Draping it over Aether. Covering. Privacy. Brings it up to his neck.
He tries to make it look like a casual adjustment in position, snuggling under and crossing his hands over his chest. He has to fight to hold the moan when Copia's hands return to his head, only this time, it's both hands, one on each horn.
He uses his thumbs to brush over his nipples, feel them peaked through his shirt. Brushing back and forth and getting them good and stiff. Copia can't see under the blanket. He can pleasure himself here and he won't be any the wiser.
His face his hot.
Nasty, he thinks. So bad. But he wants to be touched and made to feel good and-
"Okay?" Copia asks.
"Maybe a little faster?" Aether asks in a small voice. The guilt leaking through. Copia doesn't notice.
"Of course, my ghoul," he says.
Aether gives his nipples a surreptitious little tweak.
"Just relax, eh? No need to be so tense. Relax for your Papa."
"Okay," he manages.
He forces himself to draw a deep breath.
Under the blanket, his dick throbs.
"Once we get this sorted, I'll rub you there, too." Copia hums. Knowing. He sounds amused.
Aether whimpers, ashamed, face hot.
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piepie-li · 5 months
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did some fanart for the boys.....
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mouthsofsirion · 11 months
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aether and copia little spin during dance macabre will always be one of my favorite ritual interactions T^T <3
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p0piaz · 2 years
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Some more trezo and copia mini drawings hehe 👀🖤
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tasty-ribz · 1 year
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 Your Friends Vs Your Best Friend
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forlorn-crows · 19 days
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@kkaisarion: #it's like they're kissing across someone's cock i mean mic i mean cock i mean m–
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how do we feel about sliding copia's cock right in between there?
𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒖𝒎 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒎
explicit. 589 words.
EDIT: @jimothybarnes commissioned @foxybouquet for a companion piece to this and i--
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Read on AO3 here!
Know you’re stressed. Us too. 
Let us take the edge off. 
And that’s how Copia eventually found himself thrust between the lips of his two guitarists; biting into his knuckles to stifle the unbecoming sounds falling from his lips, a haze of weed smoke pleasantly clouding his anxious mind, and sunk deep into a plush (miraculous for a hotel) armchair that the two ghouls unceremoniously plopped him into after they started pawing at him over his clothes. 
What a sight they are together. Poised just like they are sometimes onstage, leaning in close for backup vocals, but instead of a microphone, their lips close the distance to kiss across his cock, messily making out along the shaft. It’s sloppy, full of saliva and tongue. Full of sidelong glances through droopy eyes, lazy smirks shared between the two that make his balls twitch. 
Dew kneads at his thigh. “Could fuck you, if you wanted.” The suggestion sends a zing of dizzy pleasure up Copia’s spine, and he almost draws blood from his fist. The fire ghoul noses into the close cropped hair at the base of his cock, looking up at him with a siren stare of molten copper. Alluring. Striking confidence despite the warmth on his face from the weed. Copia’s also struck with the amusing image of a wide-eyed cat stalking its prey. 
“Or,” Aether pipes up, moving to kiss the slender head of his cock. His hand sneaks out to Dew’s ass, wrapping around the base of his tail and tugging. Copia watches his eyes roll back as he moans into his groin, arching into the quint ghoul’s touch. “Could give you a little show.” He pets down the length of Dew’s ashen hair, pulls at the ends. “If you wanted.” 
“Hah–shit,” he gasps, nearly bucking into the warmth of Aether’s mouth. Dew slides his lips down to his balls, and he has to hide his face in his hands lest he cum just from the sight of him sucking them in. 
“Let us see,” he whines in protest, reaching up to tug weakly at Copia’s elbow. 
Aether hums in agreement. “Don’t hide, Papa.”
He wheezes out a laugh, delirious and wholly out of his mind. “You two will be the fucking death of me,” he groans. 
“Gonna cum like this, huh?”
“Cazzo, ti prego,” he groans. 
“Think that means yes, please, Aether, shove my cock down your throat so I can cum in it,” Dew mumbles into the seam of his balls. Bastard of a ghoul. Copia silently curses his brother posthumously for always picking the pretty, silver-tongued ones. 
“Always so mean to your Papa–ah!” He can’t finish his chiding, because Aether, indeed, swallows down most of his cock in one go, his nose just brushing against Dew’s where they meet at the base. The smaller ghoul trills and rubs the tips of them together, fluttering his lashes up at the anti-pope. All at once he feels like a mouse trapped in a corner by two fanged beasts ready to pounce. Already easy to feel that way with his ghouls in a half-glamoured state, but the way they look at him at this moment makes his stomach burn too deliciously. 
Aether starts to suck, hollowing out his cheeks to take him base to tip, over and over. Snaking his hand into Dew’s hair to press him right into Copia’s taint.
“C’mon, Papa, we’ve got you,” Aether slurs around his tip. Dew moans his agreement, vibrations from his voice causing his thighs to jump. “Just let go.”
please consider reblogging ♡
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missmonstrance · 5 months
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I've observed a severe lack in Aether content in fics and art in general - it hurts because I don't possess the talent to write stuff myself 😂💔
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gallwithapall · 2 years
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No thoughts in my head, just Copia with his bat wings/capes fill the void
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serene-sun · 1 year
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The ghouls and papas search history
Requests are open
Sodo-
🔎 how to not get put in fostercare
🔎 how to send someone to hell
🔎 help I accidentally summoned my dad
Swiss-
🔎 how to get a gf
🔎 how to send a bandmate to fostercare
🔎 my back popped and it sounded expensive
Rain-
🔎 how to convince my papa to let me have a cat
🔎 How much do cats cost
🔎 How to be more manly
Aether-
🔎 help I helped my friend accidentally summon their dad
🔎 how much do 5 pounds of bananas cost
🔎 why is the sky blue
Mountain-
🔎 how much is a plane ticket to Canada
🔎 what teas can grow in winter
🔎 what breed of cat is good for demonic creatures
Papa IV-
🔎 Siri open google
🔎 how to convince my dad to like me
🔎 how to adopt more rats without the government taking them away
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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬
Just some headcanons about how I think Copia, Mary, and the ghouls would kiss you.
Copia kisses you like you're about to disappear and he doesn't know if he'll see you again. He cups your face, holds you close, takes it slow so the taste of one another may never leave your mouths again. He whispers against your lips, telling you how much he loves you and how he can't bear to leave you and that he would bring you on tour with him if he didn't think it would cause problems for Imperator.
Mary Goore's kisses come across as aggressive and bruising, but you know he's trying to show you with his actions rather than words how much he loves, wants, needs you. It's desperate hands pulling on each other, twisting into hair, Mary directing you to where he wants you. His teeth biting into your lip, a tongue pushing into your mouth. He's not comfortable with the vulnerability of saying "I love you", but his desperation for you is enough to tell you that he can't let you go.
Sodo is fiery passion and pushing one another up against walls. You make him feral, make him want to say fuck everything else, because in that moment you're all that he can see and smell and hear and feel and taste. He tries to engulf you, to swallow you whole, but in reality it's you who envelopes him with your heart, and you both feel it with the intensity of your kisses. There are times when you take it slower, savour one another, but it's when you devour each other that you feel that fire burn the brightest.
Aether kisses you slowly, gently, touches feather-light as if he worries he'll break you if he holds onto you too tightly. He's aware that he's the strongest out of the other ghouls physically, and so he's careful every time you kiss. His lips ghost over yours, they meld together so seamlessly, he caresses your face so gently it almost tickles. It's always you who has to deepen it, make it rougher, and he's okay with letting you have that control. Rather that than he hurt you. He couldn't live with himself if he harmed you trying to show you his love.
The kisses between you and Swiss are plentiful, the ghoul grabbing your face and placing kiss after kiss on your lips until you're giggling and pulling him in for a longer, deeper one. You press yourselves up against one another as much as you can, leaving little to no space between you both, and it's like you're in your own bubble. He has so much love, so much passion, to give to you and he'll shower it upon you as much as he can with each and every kiss.
A kiss from Rain is full of so much raw emotion, so much that he's too nervous to say to you in front of everyone else, because he's convinced - like Copia - that this kiss could be your last and he may never see you again. But the difference is that while Copia fears he'll never see you again because he knows there's a chance he'll suffer the same fate as the other Papas, Rain is terrified that you'll bore of him and go for one of the other ghouls. So he puts all his love, all his being, into all of your kisses, foreheads touching and noses brushing. And every time, you reassure him that you're not going anywhere. You love him, nobody else.
When Mountain kisses you, unless you're taller or the same height as him he always ducks his head to brush yours. Your kisses are always slow, leisurely, and it's like the two of you become one with each other and nature itself. You feel everything draw to a standstill as you cling to one another and allow yourselves to feel everything. Sometimes, when he takes you out to a secluded spot in nature, he'll sit and bring you into his lap as you both bask in one another's glorious love while you kiss. To the two of you, the rest of the world doesn't exist. There's just the two of you.
Sunshine is unadulterated joy and love. Kisses interspersed with smiles and laughter and pure adoration for one another. When your kisses sadly end, she looks at you as if you're the moon to her sun. Your fingers intertwine as you press your lips together, bodies as flush against one another as you can get, the bumping of noses that make you break apart and giggle. She radiates pure love and happiness and she channels that into the kisses you share, her tail gently stroking your cheek because she doesn't want to let your hands go.
Cumulus' kisses always taste of whatever she and Mountain have been baking in the kitchen. They're sweet, both in taste and in essence, as she holds onto your shoulders to keep you rooted where you are. She doesn't tell anyone else, but sometimes she worries that like the wind you'll blow away and she may never get to tell you again how much she cherishes and loves you. She tries her best not to make it so obvious with her kisses, but sometimes they're so filled with need that you have to reassure her that nothing could tear you both apart. You'd fight for her, do anything for her, and she is the same with you.
The way Cirrus kisses you is similar to Sodo in that they're full of heated passion, but not as aggressive. She's forceful, pushing a knee between your legs, tugging your clothes or your hair, but not to engulf you. She wants and needs to feel you, to know that you're just as real as she is, and that this isn't a dream. But when you fight back, trying to take control and dominate the kiss, it's your way of letting her know that you're very real and that she couldn't get rid of you even if she tried. There's biting, sucking of lips, squeezing of flesh, and both of your hearts rattling against your chests. In that moment, you both feel so electric and alive.
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ethereal-maniac · 18 days
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Firm believer that the Papas, Ghouls and Ghoulettes prefer their lovers ✨hairy✨
They don’t want to be intimate with a pre-pubescent child, they want to be intimate with a woman/man/adult.
THEY LOVE THE HAIR, FUCKIN FIGHT ME
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xximperioxx · 2 years
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Blushin’
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Dewdrop/Sodo x Fem!Reader
Warnings: NSFW (18+ ONLY), blood (only a little), vaginal fingering, handjob, Sodo being a whore on stage
Notes: this took so long and I’m so sorry. Work has been crazy and it’s currently midterm week for me at school. Also I wasn’t sure what to call him (Sodo or Dewdrop) bc obviously the fandom has different views on it. So I just called him Dewdrop but if it really bugs people I can change it. Also this is my first time writing something spicy/smutty so pls be gentle on me I beg. Enjoy!
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You were standing on the sideline of the stage, watching Papa and the ghouls put on the ritual for the fans. You were a sister of sin and somehow found yourself helping with production on tour. You were a bit surprised when Sister Imperator had asked you to join Papa and the ghouls on tour since you had often helped with events around the abbey, nonetheless you immediately accepted. The chance to get to know the ghouls excited you. You had only seen them during mass or when Papa played rituals at the abbey.
You had liked the fire ghoul since you had met him after quite physically bumping into him and you falling on your ass. He was angry. Stomping and mumbling something about Aether when you happened to have been too busy walking with your nose stuck in notes for the ritual of the night. You had suddenly felt a force and before you could let out a squeak, you had found yourself on the floor. You looked up with a glare before you got on your knees and grabbed the papers that had fallen out of your hands, “Watch it, Stompy.”
Your eyes had widened, almost not believing the words that had left your mouth. The ghoul had scoffed as he looked down at you, “Maybe you should watch it,” A smirk quickly appeared on his face, “You look good on your knees, Sister.” his smirk only grew when he saw you turn red.
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That turned into the ghoul making you blush by teasing you at every moment he could and he loved it. He loved how flustered you got. You wouldn’t dare tell anyone but you enjoyed the moments between the two of you. Unfortunately for you, the ghoulettes figured it out within the first week of the tour while Swiss was upset because they knew something he didn’t and bugged them until the secret was told. The girls tried to get you to talk to him and have an actual conversation but you claimed to be too busy. Swiss makes it blatantly obvious by just staring back and forth at you and Dew or forcing conversation between the two of you.
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Then before the show today, you had been been stressing to the technicians about the lighting and timing before the group was to go on stage. Papa spoke up, “Sister Y/N, please understand I mean with the utmost respect,” you had turned to him confused and slightly concerned, “but, you need to get laid.”
The ghouls snickered as you stood there shocked, “Copia!”
He put his hands up in defense and mumbled something about it showing. Swiss went to open his mouth and he swears it’s like you have a sixth sense of when he’s going to say something stupid. You had pointed your finger at him without looking, “Now isn’t the time, Swiss.”
That caught the ears of the fire ghoul. As he stood there stoically, his eyes behind the mask glaring at the tall ghoul and you. His mind runs through thoughts of you and Swiss, involuntary letting out a low growl.
Dew tried to hide the small jolt he made when Papa put his hand on his shoulder, almost sensing something was going to happen.
Checking the time, you shoo the group out on stage wishing them luck. Before leaving, Dew’s hand brushes against yours causing you to look down at them. You look back up to see him staring at you already, silence engulfing the two of you for a few moments. “No good luck kiss?”
You let out a small laugh, your cheeks turning pink yet again. Suddenly, you feel his warm hand against your cheek as he tilts your head up. You feel your face get hotter, not just from the fire ghoul but embarrassment. It had been some time since someone was this close and intimate with you.
Dew held back a groan as he felt his pants tighten at the sight of you staring up at him with your doe eyes.
You swallow your nerves before speaking up quietly, “You should really join the others out there.”
Swiss rounds the corner, “hey (Y/N), have you seen my-..” his eyes widened at the sight, “oh satan, I’m sorry.”
Dewdrop immediately dropped his hand when he heard the multi ghoul’s voice. He lets out another low growl, annoyed about the interruption. You pointed at the tambourine on the couch and watched as Swiss ran and grabbed before he squeaked out a ‘thanks’ as he rushed out of the room. Before you had a chance to say something or even look at Dew, you saw him following Swiss out onto the stage.
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They were playing Year Zero and you couldn’t help but stare at Dew. Hell, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You watched him saunter over to Rain but not before stealing a glance at you. Knowing he had your attention, he places his hand on Rain’s chest before sliding his hand up to the water ghoul’s throat. Maintaining eye contact with you, Sodo grips the ghoul's throat. Without realizing, you suddenly feel yourself clench your thighs together. You begin to feel breathless like you had just run a marathon but instead you had just watched possibly the hottest thing you’ve seen.
Throughout the rest of the song, Dew continues to make eye contact with you while making innuendos with his guitar. The ghoul was extremely thankful for his guitar hiding the bulge in his pants because he would never hear the end of it from Aether. He could smell your arousal. This was dangerous. The ghoul decided to stay away from your side of the stage before he got too carried away. When it was time to play Mummy Dust, Dewdrop was preparing for when the confetti shot out. He can’t help but glance your way again before he runs his hand against his mouth and slowly drags it down his chest to the best of the song before he begins the motion of jerking off in front of the crowd.
With a racing heart, you didn't notice you were biting your lip so hard until you tasted the metallic. Bringing a finger to your lip, you touch it gently and wince at the pain. You pull back to see blood on your finger.
The smell of metallic reaches the nose of the fire ghoul and he stops for a second. He physically moans at the sight of you with a bloody lip. You could feel his eyes on you again but decide not to look up before you turn around to go clean up your lip. Also to get a hold of yourself but you didn’t want to admit it. The ghoul begs Satan that these last two songs would go by quickly as his cock was beginning to ache in his pants.
When you had reached the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror and groaned. You looked like a horny virgin. Rosy cheeks and a glow, pupils dilated, and now a bloody lip. Your skin felt so hot. Ignoring the ache in your core, you bend down to the sink and splash water onto your face to calm and cool you down.
Suddenly you feel a hand cover your mouth, your eyes widen as a muffled scream attempts to leave your mouth. The person pushes themselves into you causing you to squirm. Your eyes move up and you see the mask of the fire ghoul staring back at you. What you expected to be a sigh of relief came out as a moan. It slipped from your mouth as you felt his bulge against you. You hear the ghoul let out a chuckle and you turn even more red from embarrassment.
You rip his hand off your mouth and turn around to face him. You immediately slap his chest, “you scared the shit out of me,” You began to whisper yell, “wait-how did you even get in here I locked the door-…”
He pulls you in by your waist and kisses you hungrily. You wince at the pressure on your lip but ignore it and kiss him back harder. After a few seconds, you both slightly pull away breathless. “I picked the lock, duh,” Dew mumbles against your lips. You can’t help but let out a small laugh.
Smiling, you look up at him and notice his lips, “You got a little blood…” you trail off before you wipe it away with your thumb. He hasn’t stopped staring at your lips and quite frankly, you found it a bit concerning, “Dew?”
In a spur, he pulls your bottom lip with his teeth and begins to suck the blood out of your lip bite. He groans at the metallic taste and can’t help but begin to rut against you. You hear the sound of his zipper and it snaps you out of your euphoric daze.
You pull away, whining against his lips, “please touch me. Please.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” He hurriedly unzips your pants and brushes his fingers past your panties and against your core. You let out a gasp and the ghoul immediately puts his mouth back on yours. Inserting a finger in you, you grab his hand that was leaving against the sink. You guide it to your throat. He gives you an unsure look before you nod.
“Aren’t you naughty, Sister.” You attempt to nod again but Dew squeezes your throat. You whimper. “Did you like that? That little show I did with Rain? It was just for you.”
You slide your hand down to his trousers and pull his leaking cock out. He grits teeth at you causing his fangs to show. “Of course you liked it, I smelt your arousal the whole time.” He adds another finger in you and removes his hand from your throat and replaces it with his mouth. “It was so hard not to bring you out onto that stage and fuck you in front of everyone. To mark, to have you scream my name.”
You feel yourself tighten at the words that leave his mouth which causes him to groan against your neck. You feel his thumb brush against your clit and you begin to feel your orgasm approaching. You beg him for more.
Pleas and the ghoul’s name were the only thing leaving your mouth like it was a prayer before your death. Dew bites down onto your neck. “Come on, pretty girl,” you grip his biceps as ecstasy fades over you, a drawn out moan leaving your mouth.
You lean into him, exhaustion hitting you. After a minute you catch your breath, you catch sight of his aching member. It was begging to be touched. You look up at him with doe eyes.
Slowly you run your hand down his chest just as he did on stage. You run your thumb over his tip, “Oh, Satan,” he groans into your neck. With his hands on either side of you, you lean up and kiss the exposed skin of his neck. He watches you lick your hand as he did as you wrap you hand around his cock. You slowly begin to pump and the ghoul becomes a moaning mess. Feeling him rut into your hand causes you to speed up. “I’m close-“ he tries to warn but you abruptly stop and fall to your knees. Not even trying to conceal it at this point, he lets out a loud, breathy moan at the sight of you on your knees. This was something he has been dreaming about for weeks. You stare up at him as you place gentle kisses on his cock before you take him into your mouth. You try not to gag as you can’t fit him entirely. The feeling of your warm mouth was too much for him. You barely get the chance to suck him off before he releases into your mouth as swears and grunts leave his mouth. You moan just at the sight of him and you swear you could cum again.
Sunshine’s gentle voice comes through the door, “I’m really sorry to interrupt but I really need to use the bathroom.”
“Fuck off!”
“Dew! Don’t talk to Sunshine like that.” He looks down at you and mumbles a ‘sorry’ to you before yelling an apology to the ghoulette.
Still enjoying your embrace, he places a gentle kiss on your forehead. The action brings a smile to your face and again a light blush brightens your face. The ghoul pulls away slowly as a smirk forms on his face, “I knew you’d look good on your knees.”
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For the fluff-tober may I suggest Day 4 with Ifrit x Reader please
Leech
Flufftober Day 4: Hickeys
Pairings: Ifrit X GN!Reader
Type: Fluff w/ allusion to smut
Summary: Once Ifrit returns from tour, he is all over you, trying to envelop you in his scent. You decide to try your own version of marking him.
Warnings: Marking, sex jokes, allusion to sex (fade to black), friendly teasing
Word Count: 726
Notes: Read here on ao3. Find my flufftober prompt list here. Just warning you that I am so beyond tired right now. This is not as good as I want it to be, so I'm sorry in advance.
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“Ifrit!” You shout, trying to push the grinning ghoul away from you as you try to stop yourself from laughing. The two of you were curled up in his bed, watching a cheesy romcom, when he buried his face in your neck. He wasn’t doing anything other than rubbing his scent on your skin, trying to say that you were his. He knew what he was doing, but of course he acted oblivious. “That tickles, you know,” you accuse, poking him in the chest.
“What? Don’t like when I claim what’s mine?”
“You didn’t shave this morning, and your stubble is very scratchy.”
He hums in consideration. “Well maybe you should just be less ticklish,” he offers.
You scoff and roll your eyes in a playful manner, pulling him to lay down next to you. “Maybe you shouldn’t abandon me while you go on tour. Then you wouldn’t have to ‘scent me’ all over again.”
“I didn’t abandon you, dramatic ass. I could have brought you along,” he countered. “Plus, don’t act like you don’t like it,” he smirked, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips.
You giggle as he pulls away. “See, I could go along with you, but then I’d be cramped in a bus bunk with a ton of ghouls, and I’m not doing that.”
“Hey, Terzo isn’t a ghoul,” he protested.
“He’s close enough.”
“Maybe once Omega gets his hands on him,” Ifrit laughs.
“Filthy, filthy mind,” you chide, though you let out a small chuckle of your own.
Once the laughter dies down, Ifrit grabs your waist, pulling you closer. “Come here, baby,” Ifrit says, his tone shifting.
You hum as he rests his chin on your head, wrapping his arms around you, completely engulfing you in him. You buried your head in his neck and hummed, breathing in the sweet, spiced scent of him. Acting out of instinct, you leaned forward and bit him.
He pulled back with a confused, yet amused expression. “What was that for?”
“Well, you alway try to claim me with your weird scenting thing, so I’m claiming you in my own way,” you explained as if this were the most normal conversation to be had.
“With hickeys?”
“With hickeys,” you confirmed. “Is that okay?”
He rolled over, then sat against the headboard, pulling you onto his lap. “Oh, you pretty little thing,” he mumbles, eying you up and down. “I couldn’t have asked for anything better,” he grins, giving a playful growl.
You giggle, then lean back into him, attacking his neck. You alternate between kissing, biting, and sucking, listening to him groan every so often. You thank whoever is out there that he isn’t wearing a shirt, allowing you to trail the marks down his chest.
He pulls you up, pulling you into a passionate kiss. “You’re perfect, you know that?”
“You remind me at least once a day,” you smiled.
He grins as he flips you over, hovering over you with a predatory look in his eyes. “Well, then…let me remind you again.”
“Lucifer almighty, did you get attacked by a vampire?” Dewdrop cackles as Ifrit walks into the common room. Ifrit gives a sheepish grin as he looks at his pack, but ignores them.
“I think somebody missed you,” Zephyr laughs from his spot next to Mountain on the couch.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. You all would have acted the same way,” Ifrit said, sitting in one of the reclining chairs in the corner of the room.
You walk into the common room, wearing nothing but one of Ifrit’s flannels and a pair of underwear, then curl up on his lap.
“There’s the leech of the hour!” Dewdrop shouts.
You give Ifrit a confused look, watching him blush. “Don’t worry about it,” he says, wrapping one arm atop your legs, the other around your back as he holds you close.
“And I thought Dewdrop and his fucking shark teeth were bad,” Aether mutters.
You look at Ifrit, and once you take in the sight of his neck, you understand. There are so many hickeys. His neck is bruised almost entirely, hardly any of his gray skin peeking through.
“Unholy shit,” you gasp as you finally realize the number you did on him. You bury your face against his chest in embarrassment as he laughs.
“It’s okay. At least you’re a pretty leech.”
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dy6nsty · 3 months
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Can we get the ghouls (and copia if ur up for it) comforting reader after a nasty panic attack? 🥺
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OFC<33 tysm 4 requesting!
Ghouls+Copia x gn reader, comforting after panic attack
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Alpha:
Waits for you to be in a content state of mind before trying to comfort you more.
Runs his hand along your back to try and ease the feeling of stress and panic that clouded your mind.
Tries to cheer you up with things you’d normally enjoy.
If it calms you down he’d be more than happy to lay across you and be warm you up like a heating pad.
Wipes the remaining tears from your face with his thumbs as he comforts you with words, tail gently wrapped around your thigh to keep him close to you.
Tells you to focus on your breathing and to keep it slow and steady.
Tries to put your mind at ease, assuring you that everything is alright and whatever had caused your panic attack had died down.
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Omega:
Focuses on making sure that you’re ready to talk or still need a few minutes to sit there and try to relax.
Asks if your feeling better and if there’s anything you need from him, will hand you a cup of water. It’s just mandatory to him.
Instructs you to take in deep breaths. Demonstrating it with your to try and calm your mind.
Once your in a secluded area he’ll try to comfort you more. Physical touch, words of affirmation, acts of service, you name it he’ll do it to help.
Huddling around you to give you a feeling of safety and / or comfort. Letting you know he’s there for you.
Will ask why or what the reason was for your panic attack but if you do not want to answer that question he won’t pry it out of you.
If you’re still a bit shaken up he’ll give you a small massage to comfort you if you’re feeling tense. <3
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Ifrit:
Tries to cheer you up with small jokes but will comfort you and be serious if needed. Softly rubs your wrists while hold your hand.
Warms your hand with his, just a nice feeling in hopes that’ll make you feel much better than the previous panic attack you had endured.
Pulls you towards him, and gives you a gentle hug while rubbing up and down your back before placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder.
If you want to talk to him about he’ll gladly listen to you.
Wants you to lay down and maybe even nap to relax but if you don’t want to he’ll stay with you until you feel better.
Brings you a warm drink or snack to help calm your mind down from sudden state of fright.
If the place you’re in isn’t as quiet as needed he’ll stay with you while moving to a better secluded area like your or his room.
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Zephyr:
Pampers you completely. Water, food, blankets, pillows, massages, cuddling, music, movies, talking, he’s up for it all.
Huddles close and whispers sweet things into your ear with his tail wrapped snug around your leg.
Runs his fingers through your hair or peppers soft kisses on your face or jaw.
Traces small hearts and shapes on your thigh or skin to try and relax your senses with his touch.
If everything feels loud or you need something he’ll be glad to give you headphones or ear plugs.
He’ll comfort and hold you while you cry if you’re still tense about what happened.
Tries to help you focus and get what you need, necessities, or anything that’ll help you feel more comfortable.
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Rain:
Wipes away the tears from your face with his thumb. Gently holding your face in his hands.
Offers a warm bath with calming accessories to add on: Candles, bath salts, or flowers from the garden.
Once your bath is complete he’ll help you dry off with a soft towel before handing you some comfortably loose and warm clothes.
Wants you to feel safe and placid before he tries to ask what’s wrong. Validates your feeling of fright or panic, letting you know that it’s alright to be scared or afraid.
Listens to you with patience. Staying quiet to hear you word for word. Humming out small answers to have you know he understands.
Focuses on what your body might need or how you feel. Giving you a glass of water and a snack to try and remove the feeling of fear from your mind.
Puts on relaxing music or nature noises like rain, birds chirping, thunder, wind, the ocean, you name it and he’ll find something for that.
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Phantom:
Hands you headphones to use for your own relaxation, especially if you think that what’s around you is overwhelming.
Hums a small tune while gathering things around that he can. Grabbing at pillows, blankets, fluffy and soft things, and a baggy shirt or sweatshirt if you’d like.
Makes sure that no one else is there to disturb you two when you’ve finally been situated in a hoard of blankets and pillows making some sort of fortress.
Lays on over you with his hands snaked around your waist, resting his head onto your stomach.
Asks what’s wrong or if you’d like to talk about what had happened to trigger the panic attack in the first place.
While you talk to him he huddled as close as possible he can to you. Rubbing your back with one of his hands.
Best thing he can do is try and relax you into a nice and comfortable sleep. Or spend time with you until you feel better to be on your own.
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Mountain:
Pulls you into his arms leaving your feet off the ground as he try’s to find a place you feel most safe. Whether it’s outside or a comfortable spot in your room he’ll bring you there so it’s just you and him.
Once you’re in that certain space he’ll sit you down, and sit down next you. Than he’ll start to ask questions.
As you go on when you’re finished he’ll try and calm you down with counting, deep breathing, thinking about something to sooth yourself.
He’ll speak in a quiet and gentle tone. Not raising his voice or anything sharp in his voice to make sure not to startle you. Especially after something like that.
Gently moves his hands to your backside, trailing up and gently massaging nape of your neck or shoulders.
Wonders if there’s anything you’d like to help. If you say yes, he’ll keep you with him. Close to his side as he finds whatever item you’d like. He doesn’t want to leave you alone.
If you’d like to take a nap or go to sleep he’ll wrap you up in a blanket burrito style and spoon you from behind.
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Sodo/Dew:
Sits down with you until you feel like you’re ready to talk to him. Has you focus on your breathing and thoughts.
Let’s you hold his hand and squeeze as hard as you need to, even if it hurts a bit it’s alright to him. Rubs his thumb over your hand.
Assures you that everything is alright and that nothing is going to happen. Comforts you with his words and touch, both being soft.
Wants to know what you were afraid of. But, if you don’t want to answer the question he’ll give you space before asking after a few long minutes to compose urself.
Warms your hands with his. Cradles your face to warm you up to.
If you feel tired after your panic attack he’ll lead you to his room and lay down with you. Wrapping his arms around you so your kept warm throughout the time being.
Mumbles sweet words of affirmation in your ear or against your neck whether your sleeping or not.
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Swiss:
Once he has you in his arms he won’t let go of you. His arms wrapped around you in a protective manner as his head rests on your shoulder.
His hand combs through your hair, while his other rubs your back up and down steadily to try and stop your trembling.
Whispers to you that your safe. Holding your head against his chest, staying close to you making sure there’s nothing to harm you.
Presses one of his hands against your chest to feel your heartbeat, mumbling that you need to slow it down with deep breaths or to concentrate with what’s around you.
One you start a mechanism to relax he’ll encourage you on with small whispers of praise. Telling you to keep going, assuring you you’re doing great, still keeping your body close to him.
Moves the hair out of your face so he can see you and your eyes more clearly. He wants to understand what you’re feeling through any facial expression that you display.
Stays with you for the rest of the day/night keeping himself close to you even when you’re walking.
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Aether:
Understands what you need. Keeps his distance but doesn’t leave you. After a state of fear and panic all together he knows that being touched isn’t on everyone’s bucket list.
Asks before he touches you, wanting your permission and a confirmed answer to make sure he doesn’t startle you anymore.
If you say yes: He’ll nod and wrap his tail around your leg before scooting closer to you. If you say no: He’ll understand than try to have you concentrate on his voice.
Asks what you hear and feel around you. Asking questions every few minutes so it’s you don’t feel overwhelmed.
Offers to take a walk with you, do something you like, lay down with you, sit down, or stay where you are and let you calm down.
Gets you a cup of water or a wanted drink for your dry throat or to comfort the emotion of terror.
Goes wherever you’d like to go and relax. Watching a movie or sitting in silence together huddled up close to one another.
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Copia:
Has a small checklist in his mind for when this happens. Invites you to his room, so you’re in a quiet area, or less populated.
Asks how you feel while he lights a candle or grabs a few pillows and blankets for your own comfort. To calm your senses down.
Has you sit down or lay down on his bed, and asks what you see or observe to soothe your worries. Wants you to concentrate on all that’s around you. What you feel, hear, smell, see, what moves and what doesn’t.
While he organizes and tidy ups his room he’ll ask you questions. His attention on your bud his hands and body move on their own to have the room more clean, easier to breathe in.
As you talk he’ll nod and hum and talk to you. He’s listening and he’ll have a conversation with you if that’s what you’d like.
Once he’s finished he’ll sit down on the bed with you and give you a small hug or whatever more you could need.
Anything and everything you need and he’ll give it to you. Clothes, blankets, pillows, food, drinks, sleep, rest, time alone, him, use your words and he understands.
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I APOLOGIZE FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK. I forgot how many Ghouls I wrote… But I hope you like this <3
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tasty-ribz · 1 year
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Today is my birthday so i can give b-day party to one of Copia's rat Miss Daisy as well
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callme-littlesunshine · 11 months
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Cant Sleep
Mountain x fem!reader
t was in the middle of the night when I tried to sneak into Mountains Room. Sneaking wasn't something for me because I can be very clumsy. After thinking this I bumped into somethign, waking Mountain. He turned on his light, scaring me with this. I must look like a deer in headlights. "Y/N? What's wrong?" does he ask, I wasn't answering. I guess by thishe knew what was wrong. I couldn't sleep again. It happens quite often lately and I don't know why.
"Sorry for disturbing you I know you have practice tomorrow but...could I sleep here by your side?" My voice was quit. I hate to ask this, I don't want to be a burden to anyone but well I kinda feel like one when I have to ask such a thing. Mountain was one of those Ghouls I could relay on. But I don't want to desturb him every now and then. So the last few times I was trying to handle this myself. I wasn't sleeping for almost 5 days, sleeping for half an hour. If you could call this sleeping. It was resting my eyes nothing more.
"You're not disturbing me, come here" He lifted the blankets for me to join him under. I did as told, laying next to him right now, watching the ceiling. "Tell me lil birdy, why didn't you come the last few days? I know you are struggling to sleep, I could hear you turning almost 20 times in less than 2 minutes." He looked at me, with soft eyes. I sighed turning to the side to look at him. "I... don't want to be a burden to anyone and.. when I can't sleep I always came to you because I feel like you ground me with you presence. It helps me, when you are near me but I know you have something to do the next day. You're always here for me. I really appreciate that" I smiled sadly sitting up and looking down at him. He took my hand in his, softly brushing my knuckles with his thumb. "You are not a burden to me, I already got used to it that you are here next to me, so please come to me, every day when you need me. My bed is always open for you." he smiled at me.
I nodded, smiling too. "I will, thank you." I kissed his cheek, laying back, robbing to his side so I could feel the warmth he was ratiating. I'm really thankful to have him. He treats me like some kind of princess from time to time. Giving me flower crowns. It was really cute. He even got a spell so they could never wither. ALways looking the same it was amazing.
A few minutes later I fell alseep, in his arms. He smelled so good, I felt at peace for the first.
A few hours later, I woke to some moving beside me. „Mountain? What’s wrong?“ rubbing my eyes, I slowly raised from my laying position beside him. „Sorry princess, continue on sleeping“ he smiled tired at me, pulling me down. „Thank you Mount“ I cuddled up on his side, taking his hand in my, holding onto it while i fell intona dreamless, peaceful sleep.
What I didn‘t know was that he pulled me closer to him, resting his head on mine, also falling alseep wirhin minutes.
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