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Hiatus again

thing’s aren’t going to great lately.

Apologies.

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Hey look, a thing!

Full name: Ifrit, his ghoulish name is Tannim (not that he remembers it at the moment)

Occupation: Former band ghoul, currently errand-boy ghoul

$ Financial : wealthy / moderate (He has a stash in hell of jewelry and such he’s made, and some around the church, but he doesn’t remember any of it) / poor / in poverty

✚ Medical : fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable

✪ Class or Caste : upper / middle / working / street trash / slave / unsure

✔ Education : qualified / unqualified / studying

✖ Criminal Record : yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed

[ FAMILY ]

◒ Children : had a child or children (has one incoming) / has no children / wants children  / can’t have children

◑ Relationship with Family : close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) (he’s the eldest of 3 sisters and a brother, back in hell) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased

◔ Affiliation : orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s) / not applicable / raised by hired help

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]

♦ extroverted / introverted / in between

♦ disorganized / organized / in between

♦ close minded / open-minded / in between

♦ calm / anxious / in between

♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between

♦ cautious / reckless / in between

♦ patient / impatient / in between

♦ outspoken / reserved / in between

♦ leader / follower / in between

♦ empathetic / unempathetic / in between

♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between

♦ traditional / modern / in between

♦ hard-working / lazy / in between

♦ cultured / uncultured  / in between (depends on who you ask)

♦ loyal / disloyal / loyal unless their trust is betrayed

♦ faithful / unfaithful / in between (this is tough for ghouls, as most tend to the poly-side of relationships)

[ BELIEFS ]

★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✧ Religious : orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

❀ Philosophical : yes / no / kinda sometimes?

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]

❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / queer / undecided

❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless

♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious

❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / idk

⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / idk

[ ABILITIES ]

☠ Combat Skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

≡ Literacy Skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✍ Artistic Skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✂ Technical Skills : excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ]

☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / alcoholic

☁ Smoking: trying to quit / quit / never / trying it / rarely / sometimes / frequently / Chain-smoker

✿ Recreational Drugs : never / quit / tried it / rarely (for ritual purposes only)/ sometimes / frequently / addict

✌ Medicinal Drugs : never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess

☻ Unhealthy Food : never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater

$ Splurge Spending : never / rarely / sometimes / frequently

♣ Gambling : never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler

Tagged by@wolfbanesden

Tagging: @ardorghoulette @namelessomegaghoul, whoever else would like to try it!

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“What, no one’s ever called you beautiful before? Shame, that, because you are very,” he murmurs, mouthing at her pulse, licking at her skin, “very beautiful indeed.” His cock throbs in his pants, the feel of her pressed against him making him want to rip her clothes off and take her right then and there. Her tail around his thigh speaks volumes, and he notes just what she asks him.

“First to show you how good I can make you feel,” Ifrit purrs, loving the sloppy intensity with which she kisses him, the motions speaking of something primal. He rocks his hips forward, gently rubbing the bulge his cock made in his pants against her hip. “Your room or mine,” he asks, wanting someplace with proper privacy before he starts undressing her, wanting to see the rest of her.

"Hey big bro, your mind still all fucked up?" ~ArdorGhoulette

@ardorghoulette

Ifrit is almost used to every face being unfamiliar at this point, even the ones that are seem to know him well. He gives the tall ghoulette a curious look then shrugs, chuckling lightly.

“Yep, still fucked up unfortunately. Maybe one day someone will find a way to fix it, who knows.” He shrugs nonchalantly then eyes her up and down. “So, what’s your name? I knew you… Before?” After a pause he shifts nervously, rubbing at his balaclava at the back of his head.

“We, uh… Are we actually, um, related?”

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Caramel, spice, something like... leather? The taste and smell of her was so complex, intoxicating almost. The call of her inner flame beckoning to his own nearly blindsiding him in a haze to be wrapped around her as close as possible. And eager, fuck, he groans to himself, loving how she responds so quickly to him. He smirks against her lips, parting them to press his tongue inside and tangle with her own, tasting and claiming her. His hands drop down to her hips and pulls her flush against him, one hand sliding back and groping at her ass.

“You’re beautiful,” he husks when they part for air, breathing heavy and nipping at her neck.

"Hey big bro, your mind still all fucked up?" ~ArdorGhoulette

@ardorghoulette

Ifrit is almost used to every face being unfamiliar at this point, even the ones that are seem to know him well. He gives the tall ghoulette a curious look then shrugs, chuckling lightly.

“Yep, still fucked up unfortunately. Maybe one day someone will find a way to fix it, who knows.” He shrugs nonchalantly then eyes her up and down. “So, what’s your name? I knew you… Before?” After a pause he shifts nervously, rubbing at his balaclava at the back of his head.

“We, uh… Are we actually, um, related?”

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The cardinal seemed safe, and his reassurances sincere, yet...

There was something... odd, about Iscariot, that Ifrit has a hard time putting his finger on it. “I don’t mean to be... rude or anything, but... you’re not human, are you?”

☻  - A present (cardinal-iscariot ((ps Hello owo)))

@cardinal-iscariot

Ifrit is on his way back to the ghoul’s quarters, having just taken a stack of paperwork to Papa III’s study from Sister Imperator, when he’s stopped in the hallway by the cardinal. He tenses, his distrust of the human clergy having grown in the past few weeks.

“For… Me?” Ifrit looks at the parcel held out to him, carefully taking it from the cleric’s hands. He doesn’t want to seem unappreciative, but the fire ghoul can’t help but wonder what trick this might be. “Thank you… But, um, why?”

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“That’s good, I’d hate to have actual competition if there was more than one of me,” Ifrit laughs, finding this feeling of confidence that he’s seemingly found around the fire ghoulette to be... comforting, familiar. He can’t help but chase after it, despite knowing deep down that this is a bad, bad idea, but... he’s so desperate for something that feels like himself, that even the worst of ideas seem like good ones.

Plus... being close to her just felt so goddamn nice.

He doesn’t ask, just pulls off his mask and balaclava and gives Ardor a seductive smile. He leans forward with intent, giving her plenty of time to push him away or say something. But either she doesn’t object or she doesn’t know what he’s doing till he tilts her chin up a bit with a finger and presses their lips together.

"Hey big bro, your mind still all fucked up?" ~ArdorGhoulette

@ardorghoulette

Ifrit is almost used to every face being unfamiliar at this point, even the ones that are seem to know him well. He gives the tall ghoulette a curious look then shrugs, chuckling lightly.

“Yep, still fucked up unfortunately. Maybe one day someone will find a way to fix it, who knows.” He shrugs nonchalantly then eyes her up and down. “So, what’s your name? I knew you… Before?” After a pause he shifts nervously, rubbing at his balaclava at the back of his head.

“We, uh… Are we actually, um, related?”

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“I never feel trapped, not with you,” Ifrit murmurs, running his fingers through her hair and snuggling close, twining their legs and tails together. He presses a kiss to her forehead and settles onto the mattress, a deep rumbling purr resounding through his chest.

“I love you, dear heart. We’ll... we’ll figure out how to make it all work out. I’ll do whatever it takes for you.. for, for our kit.” Ifrit means it, in the most visceral of ways. Should anyone dare to hurt Mint or their child he would bring upon them such wrath that their dead ancestors would flinch in their graves. There was, however, one last hurdle to overcome.

“Mint, love, are there... are they any like, books, on kits and parenting, or something? Lucifer knows I don’t know much, but I know nothing of that...” he admits, in a soft, sad voice, not for the first time spitting a mental curse at the humans that did this to him.

The world was lost to Euphoria. The high of it all raining down on them in blissful waves. Mint basked in it and the sweet kisses he was giving to her. The afterglow was intoxicating, as was his words and scent. Mint hummed and nuzzled into her beloved Ifrit. The world felt so much more right at that moment. 

Her Ifrit, she had missed him so much. Their first night back together properly. Mint couldn’t have asked for a better reunion. Held in his arms, his warmth and love engulfing her very being. How they were both connected-

The haze of their love making slowly started to dissipate to a single shock of realization. Connected. She moved her hips, looking down where they were still joined. Connected… He was stuck in her. She could feel the firm knot of his member still in her. The ghoulette’s heart fluttered in panic. 

IFrit had knotted her. Ifrit had knotted her with NO protection. Her mouth hung open as frenzied thoughts buzzed in her head.

No no no no no- nonononononononono!!!

“Ifrit- we- we-!!”

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He can't help the soft groan that escapes him as the knot finally begins to deflate, his cock going soft and slipping out from Mint. He wraps his arms around her and croons softly, petting her hair and doing his best to comfort her.

"I want it...," he murmurs into her green curls, closing his eyes and hugging her tight. "I want it so bad, but... I know it's only going to make things hard for you. Whatever decision you make, I'll be fine with it." Ifrit nuzzles her softly and sighs, feeling horrible and useless.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... To let this happen. I'll, I'll be careful from now on... If, if you want to... Again... Uh..." He waves his hand in an oblique gesture, looking sheepish.

The world was lost to Euphoria. The high of it all raining down on them in blissful waves. Mint basked in it and the sweet kisses he was giving to her. The afterglow was intoxicating, as was his words and scent. Mint hummed and nuzzled into her beloved Ifrit. The world felt so much more right at that moment. 

Her Ifrit, she had missed him so much. Their first night back together properly. Mint couldn’t have asked for a better reunion. Held in his arms, his warmth and love engulfing her very being. How they were both connected-

The haze of their love making slowly started to dissipate to a single shock of realization. Connected. She moved her hips, looking down where they were still joined. Connected… He was stuck in her. She could feel the firm knot of his member still in her. The ghoulette’s heart fluttered in panic. 

IFrit had knotted her. Ifrit had knotted her with NO protection. Her mouth hung open as frenzied thoughts buzzed in her head.

No no no no no- nonononononononono!!!

“Ifrit- we- we-!!”

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It’s Sinday! Send dirty anons for my muses to answer to!

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"Volcano tamer then? Wow," he murmurs, curiousity piqued. "I'd love to hear more about it, what you do and everything."

Ifrit's grin widens, loving that Ardor gets it. He's only spoken to her for a few minutes but he feels like he's known her for forever. His blood sings just being near her, his fire calling out to her own.

"Not even one ghoul falling into the lava as he's struck by the sight of such a beautiful ghoulette? I find that hard to believe." Ifrit hums, unable to stop himself from reaching out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, delicately tracing the shell with the back of his claw.

"You could tame my volcano, if you get what I mean."

Wow, really Ifrit? Tame your volcano? Are you still a fucking teenager or something? Satanas, you are an idiot... Pray that she doesn't just drop your ass, you moron.

"Hey big bro, your mind still all fucked up?" ~ArdorGhoulette

@ardorghoulette

Ifrit is almost used to every face being unfamiliar at this point, even the ones that are seem to know him well. He gives the tall ghoulette a curious look then shrugs, chuckling lightly.

“Yep, still fucked up unfortunately. Maybe one day someone will find a way to fix it, who knows.” He shrugs nonchalantly then eyes her up and down. “So, what’s your name? I knew you… Before?” After a pause he shifts nervously, rubbing at his balaclava at the back of his head.

“We, uh… Are we actually, um, related?”

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"Fighting, huh," Ifrit muses, wondering if that's why he sometimes felt so restless... A fighter turned to a simple errand boy... What a fucking waste... He shelves that thought quickly, not wanting to get too worked up over it.

"What were you, if you don't mind me asking?" Ifrit tilts his head to the side and gives her a cheeky smile, eyes running down her frame in a manner similar to how she'd looked at him. "Did you tame the volcanoes, or were you wrangling all the ghouls falling at your feet for a chance for your attention? Beautiful thing like you probably had everyone swooning for you," he purrs, making an attempt at charm.

"Hey big bro, your mind still all fucked up?" ~ArdorGhoulette

@ardorghoulette

Ifrit is almost used to every face being unfamiliar at this point, even the ones that are seem to know him well. He gives the tall ghoulette a curious look then shrugs, chuckling lightly.

“Yep, still fucked up unfortunately. Maybe one day someone will find a way to fix it, who knows.” He shrugs nonchalantly then eyes her up and down. “So, what’s your name? I knew you… Before?” After a pause he shifts nervously, rubbing at his balaclava at the back of his head.

“We, uh… Are we actually, um, related?”

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Ifrit can't help but grin when Nora's head emerges from the fortress of books that was her desk, reminding him of the little bird he'd seen pop it's head over the side of its nest while he'd been in the gardens. He knew the destruction of her flowers bothered her and was glad to see that the drawing made her happy. It made a warm, syrupy feeling bloom through his chest, a happy purr resounding through him as he hugged her back.

"I'm glad you like it. The flowers made me think of you," he murmurs, nuzzling the top of her head softly and inhaling her scent. Flowers, tea, old books, soft and clean.

"Ah, this. I, um... I wanted to give you something, to show how special you are to me... How thankful I am that... That you haven't given up on me after..." Ifrit gives a sheepish smile as he gestures at his head. "I hope it fits... I had to guess the size of it, but I can adjust it if it doesn't... At least, I think I can," he says, holding out the little box to Nora.

"Nora, I've got something for you," the fire ghoul calls, knocking on the open door of her office. He had a small box in the palm of his hand with a small gold ring nestled inside, and a little drawing of some flowers he'd made while sitting out in the garden. "I heard that Ardor burnt some of your flowers, and wanted to give you something to cheer you up." He was also going to give the ghoulette a stern talking to about messing with his Nora, friends or no he wouldn't stand for it.

To no one’s surprise, Nora was in her office. Her desk piled high with texts, some fully worked through and others not even given a glance. 

Her head popped up over the towers of books on the front of her desk, a small smile on her lips at the sight of Ifrit. “Hi Ifrit!” she stood and walked around her desk, meeting the fire Ghoul half way into the room. “y..yea.. she did.. I’m still not so sure why but…” she sighed and shrugged.

Nora’s eyes shot to the drawing first, the sketch that of her favorite spot in the gardens. He knew, or he used to at least. “Thank you!” she hugged him tightly “Its so beautiful” the Sister pulled back to look at the drawing again. She would have to get a frame and hang it somewhere that she could always see it.

It took her a moment to realize he had something else for her, the small box in his large hand not as easily seen. “What’s that?” Nora asked softly, her eyes trained on the small black box.

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“M-mint... Minty, love,” Ifrit croaks, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close. “It’s fine, it’s okay, it’s... it’s not your fault. I was... I wasn’t thinking...” He nuzzles her hair softly, closing his eyes as they cling together.

“I don’t remember but... but it’s not a hundred percent certain that... that you’d...?” He presses a hand gently against her stomach, fear and anxiety mixing with a strange hopefulness in his head. He knows that Mint becoming pregnant would only make everything harder on them all, but deep down he can’t help but want exactly that. This isn’t about you, and what you want. This is about Mint, do what is best for her, you dumb fire ghoul.

“Is... is there anything we can do? What... what should we do? What do you want to do?” He shifts again, testing the give of the knot but finding it still firmly in place. “How much longer is it going to be like this,” he groans.

The world was lost to Euphoria. The high of it all raining down on them in blissful waves. Mint basked in it and the sweet kisses he was giving to her. The afterglow was intoxicating, as was his words and scent. Mint hummed and nuzzled into her beloved Ifrit. The world felt so much more right at that moment. 

Her Ifrit, she had missed him so much. Their first night back together properly. Mint couldn’t have asked for a better reunion. Held in his arms, his warmth and love engulfing her very being. How they were both connected-

The haze of their love making slowly started to dissipate to a single shock of realization. Connected. She moved her hips, looking down where they were still joined. Connected… He was stuck in her. She could feel the firm knot of his member still in her. The ghoulette’s heart fluttered in panic. 

IFrit had knotted her. Ifrit had knotted her with NO protection. Her mouth hung open as frenzied thoughts buzzed in her head.

No no no no no- nonononononononono!!!

“Ifrit- we- we-!!”

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Unsure what to expect, Ifrit is somewhat surprised to find the soap and tea in the parcel. He tilts his head curiously then brings the soap close to sniff at it. It's a soft and gentle scent, nothing too overpowering, oddly soothing. "Thank you, it's very nice," Ifrit murmurs, looking over the tea and already deciding to have Nora take a look at it just in case. Don't want to wake up to another cardinal fucking with your brain again, better safe than sorry...

"You made the soap yourself, you said?"

☻  - A present (cardinal-iscariot ((ps Hello owo)))

@cardinal-iscariot

Ifrit is on his way back to the ghoul’s quarters, having just taken a stack of paperwork to Papa III’s study from Sister Imperator, when he’s stopped in the hallway by the cardinal. He tenses, his distrust of the human clergy having grown in the past few weeks.

“For… Me?” Ifrit looks at the parcel held out to him, carefully taking it from the cleric’s hands. He doesn’t want to seem unappreciative, but the fire ghoul can’t help but wonder what trick this might be. “Thank you… But, um, why?”

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“I... what?” Ifrit stares at the man incredulously. “What games? I don’t even know you...” When the man points at Mint and spits venomous words a strange, lightheaded feeling comes over him, feeling as if time has slowed down. “What... do you... mean...?”

Ifrit doesn’t get the answer he was hoping for, instead the masked priest lunging forward and begins to choke him. He makes a strangled sound as his air is cut off, mind reeling at the attack. The violence of it sparks his ghoulish nature to life, heat filling his veins as he kicks out, slamming his foot into the masked man’s groin to free him from his grip. He snarls, smoke pouring from his nostrils and mouth as he bears his fangs.

“Play with fire, and you’ll get burned,” he growls, flexing his claws and waiting to see what the man will do next.

“What have you done!?” -Mercury

@your-dose-of-mercury

“What?” Ifrit pauses, turning to look at the spike-masked man with confusion. Though clothed in a priest’s vestments it was not the one used by the church. “What I’ve… done? I’m not sure I understand… who are you? You aren’t one of our clergyman…”

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“What have you done!?” -Mercury

@your-dose-of-mercury

“What?” Ifrit pauses, turning to look at the spike-masked man with confusion. Though clothed in a priest’s vestments it was not the one used by the church. “What I’ve... done? I’m not sure I understand... who are you? You aren’t one of our clergyman...”

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The tears begin to really make him panic, worrying at first maybe he’d hurt Mint as his brain struggles to comprehend her words. Knotted? Is that what happened to my.. um...? He feels foolish for a brief moment, as if he was some fumbling teenager still figuring out the workings of his own body. Is it not something to commonly happen when ghouls have sex? Shit, I haven’t even jacked off since... forgetting everything. Is this even... normal?

Ifrit tries to comfort the crying ghoulette, trilling soft, soothing sounds as he pets her hair. And them, the last shrill cry finally sinks in, in words he actually understands. We forgot a condom!!

The bottom drops out from his stomach and his heart jerks in his chest, the implications of what they’ve just done hitting him hard.

“Oh, oh fuck... oh fuck, fuck, fuck...” Without thinking he tries to pull away, forgetting his that his knot is still swollen stuck inside Mint and yelps, keening softly at the sharp pain it brings.

The world was lost to Euphoria. The high of it all raining down on them in blissful waves. Mint basked in it and the sweet kisses he was giving to her. The afterglow was intoxicating, as was his words and scent. Mint hummed and nuzzled into her beloved Ifrit. The world felt so much more right at that moment. 

Her Ifrit, she had missed him so much. Their first night back together properly. Mint couldn’t have asked for a better reunion. Held in his arms, his warmth and love engulfing her very being. How they were both connected-

The haze of their love making slowly started to dissipate to a single shock of realization. Connected. She moved her hips, looking down where they were still joined. Connected… He was stuck in her. She could feel the firm knot of his member still in her. The ghoulette’s heart fluttered in panic. 

IFrit had knotted her. Ifrit had knotted her with NO protection. Her mouth hung open as frenzied thoughts buzzed in her head.

No no no no no- nonononononononono!!!

“Ifrit- we- we-!!”