#mmmm ghoul

[larryratman]

Drew somedodys ghoul oc on artfight

[wasyago]

quick "chip" sketch from ep 109

[forlorn-crows]

𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚

pairing(s): dewdrop/aether words: 539 rating: explicit

notes: top!dew, but he still calls aether 'daddy' >:)

edit: now on AO3

"Fuck, daddy, such a good mouth," Dew praises, arching into Aether's mouth and digging his fingers tighter into his hair. "Suck me so good."

Aether moans around his cock, tonguing at the underside. Chin hitting Dew's sac. He turns his watery eyes up to look at Dew's face, pupils wide and needy.

Dew's mouth drops open in a gasp. "Yeah? Like when I use you like this?"

Aether nods the best he can and squeezes the fire ghoul's thighs. He swallows hard, working this throat around the head until Dew's eyes roll back with a breathy whine.

"Ugh, fuckin'---so fuckin' perfect, daddy," he groans. "Keep---yeah, keep sucking."

Aether's more than happy to comply. He shuffles closer, bracketing Dew's hips with his forearms and gripping his waist. He pulls off just until the wet little head is inside, and bobs. Not far enough to take him down to the base, but just enough to push and pull at the foreskin, popping over the widest part of the head and retreating back again. Up and down, up and down. When Dew's fingers tighten in his hair again, Aether hovers. Again, only keeping the head in his mouth, he pushes the tip of his tongue against the edge of the foreskin, licking along the perimeter and flicking at the sensitive skin.

Pre bubbles up at the tip, and he licks that up too. Pushing into the slit until Dew keens and begs:

"Oh fuck, s-sensitive. You---daddy, you gotta." Dew tosses his head back and groans loudly as Aether suckles at the head, throbbing hard against the roof of his mouth. "Fuck, I need more of you."

The quint ghoul moans a soft mm? over his cock, not so subtly grinding at the bed as he meets Dew's eyes again.

He smiles, cheeks flushed. Eyes heavy as he thrusts into his mouth. "Don't you want this inside? Make you feel good too?" Dew pulls him off with a pop and reaches down with his free hand to grab the base of his cock, tapping the head of it against Aether's tongue.

"Uh huh," Aether breathes. A line of saliva drops down to Dew's balls, slow as syrup. "P'ease fu- me," he slurs, diligently keeping his mouth open as Dew rubs his dick around.

Quicker than Aether can groan, Dew's on him, tugging him up to the head of the bed and flipping himself around so he's draped over his back. He presses Aether's chest to the mattress and pulls at his tail, baring his twitching hole to the air.

"Gonna be a good daddy for me?" Dew grunts, unceremoniously shoving two fingers in, spitting around them. "Fuck, you're tight. Can't wait to fill you up."

"Dew," Aether moans into the mattress. Dew's fingers press in deep, and his own half chub twitches to life. "Oh, baby, wanna be good for you," he rumbles, fucking himself back onto the digits.

"That's it," Dew lilts, spreading his fingers. "Daddy has such a hungry hole, doesn't he?"

Aether shivers, groaning low into the blankets. "So--" Dew presses down, making his toes twitch. "So hungry, fuck."

"Yeah," the fire ghoul rasps, pressing his cock to one of Aether's cheeks and sighing at the friction. "Yeah you are."

[thatonerat420]

*Cumulus and Rain are texting*

Cumulus: Please bring home PURIFIED

water with NO minerals added for taste. NONE.

Rain: I got spring water.

Cumulus: NO!

Rain: With EXTRA minerals!

Rain: It’s like licking a stalagmite!

Cumulus: DON’T COME HOME!

Rain: Mmmmmm, cave water.

[shaykesqueer]

New summon Mountain is obsessed with Dew

He’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen

It freaks Dew out just a little bit

Dew: Why is he looking at me like that?

Cumulus: Like what?

Dew: Like… I’m a sandwich?

[horrendousmustard]

Drew a little over the past month! Kaneki eating soap, some darker lit scenes, and him drinking kitten milk replacer. Going to work on some sketches of Kaneki’s morning routine later. It’s been a while since I last uploaded something so I hope these are sufficient 🫡

[wrathofrats]

Do you have headcanons about transfem Ifrit that you would like to share? SFW or NSFW? 👉👈

Hi I have both thank you

Obvious disclaimer that I am not trans, if I get something wrong or say something incorrect pls feel free to correct me (nicely or I’ll cry LMAO)

Sfw, and then nsfw below the cut!

- I still don’t think she’s like super feminine, pretty masc. still your average gym rat

- does grow out her hair as long as possible though because she thinks it’s fun to style and likes the way her ponytail swooshes (she’s always been jealous of zephs hair let’s be real)

- sometimes gets bad mood swings. Mostly just feeling very sad over nothing or anxious, I don’t think she gets super angry often. Zephyr has had to get used to the speech of “no I’m not mad at you I love you very much I’m just in a bad mood” when ifrit cries because zephyr hasn’t said I love you today. She once cried because zephyr gave her part of their sandwich when she got back from the gym (they just weren’t hungry. They’d never tell her that though)

- the first time Zeph called her their girlfriend she also cried

- loves the way her body rounds out on hormones. Gains a bit more fat and makes her muscles less jagged, which makes her feel like a real weight lifter.

-really enjoys shaving. Like her skin is so soft and it makes her do a little happy dance when she gets to be all smooth (cumulus showed her the fresh sheets + fresh shave combo and it changed her LIFE)

Nsfw

- loses a decent amount of her libido. Really only has sex when someone else wants it besides some special occasions where she gets really needy.

- her tits get so fucking big. Like I’m talking she gets D cups. And they’re so fucking sensitive as well. Zephyr just adores them and loves to straddle her and play with them while she writhes beneath them. Sometimes as a special treat Zeph gets her in front of a mirror and makes her watch as they pluck and knead at them.

- pls just imagine her all sweaty peeling off a sports bra, breathing heavy and throwing her head back at the relief. Thank you.

- zephyr calls her cock her strap

-pathetic service top ifrit x condescending power bottom zephyr

- aether calls her cock a clit and won’t touch her unless she asks him to fuck her pussy. She learns soon enough and asks any ghoul to touch her cunt

[bloodfin]

we all know rain likes to be called sir, but when the moon is right and they feel the air change, and they dress in the tightest black mini and crop top, someone will slip and call her ma'am.

and she will proceed to black out.

i finished the fic this inspired :)

[nalyddylan]

hi tumblr my brain is rotted by fallout and arcane they’re like worms eatin away at my brain and causin it to rot anyways hiiii tumblr

[larryratman]

Goretober day 29

[astro-gh0ul]

I NEED a cowbell in Kiss The Go-Goat. It’s not a want. it’s a need.

[nagitosasshole]

𝑩𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅

Vampire Copia / Papa Emeritus IV

(Dracopia) x reader

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤:

◇ There is mention and description of gore right at the beginning, with only brief mentions of it afterwards ◇

◇ Copia isn't depicted as a 'soft' vampire

(The violence is strictly tied to Copia's vampirism) ◇

◇ Copia is Copia, and Copia is baby- but Copia also accidentally mauled an innocent person to death :^) ◇

◇ Sorta slow burn with lots of angst ◇

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before you get into it, do have mercy on me, please. i've not posted a story since i was 14-15 and it was not a serious attempt at all. this is my first ever actual attempt at a story, so feel free to send in any criticism or opinions, please!!

(and apologies if Copia or the Ghouls are out of character. this is just how i personally think they'd act!!)

love ya,, thanks!!

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ali

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(reader) has watched Copia flourish from their anxious, awkward, and generally uncouth Cardinal to a powerful Papa. Years of budding friendship allows them to share nearly everything with each other. Be it shared anxieties, insecurities, or just the feeling of loneliness and not belonging.

Not even his sudden rise to power really surprises them, not when they saw their friend becoming more confident and proud over the years. They helped him through with open arms over his 6 years of coming to terms with himself.

They really thought they helped him through, that they knew everything about him.

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The sight of a panting Copia huddled painfully in a corner of the library as he helplessly claws at his cheeks and jaws, a pair of fingers dipping into his red-stained mouth in an attempt to expel whatever he'd consumed makes that belief fly out of the window.

Forcing myself to look away from my dear friend crumpled up in red, I shakily let my gaze drift a few feet away from Copia. Eyes following the red trail that seems to have followed him to the corner, finding the source sprawled across the libraries antique wooden flooring.

A Sibling of sin, laying in a position that if not drowned in blood would look sound asleep. I internally thank the lorde that their petrified face is lulled down, hidden with messy hair.

My mind cannot get rid of the image of their body covered in gashes and bites, and what looks to be bruises, and…

I feel bile rise in my throat as my eyes wander over their already paling skin, unable to rip my eyes away from the places where their skin has been torn, some places looking like it'd been done by teeth.

My body doesn't allow me to move, only forcing out a broken, chocked whimper as I forcibly move my eyes away from my fellow Sibling. The sound alerts Copia to my presence, making his head snap up as his hand shakily and limply slips from his drooling mouth, leaving a line of transparent red between his puffy lips and gloved fingers. His looks as if his entire world is crumbling around him with just the glossy, overflowing look in his eyes.

I can only sob out a crackly and nearly silent call of his name before he's darting out of the room faster than I've ever seen him. I could only stumble out of the library, expression void and sunken as I slowly walk back to my room, sticking to the walls with a light hand to keep myself upright. My brain finally -for once- spares me some mercy, allowing my thoughts to ease into nothingness. Allowing me to make it to my room with an empty brain as I unceremoniously dump my weighted body to my bed. I don't sleep well that night.

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After that day, I stuck to myself. Everything I enjoyed, I abandon.

Everything I once did to socialize, I abandon.

Even small pleasures and things I enjoy I abandon in favor of hudling under my covers until I'm forced to crawl out of them.

My drop in work quality doesn't go unnoticed by Sister or my peers. I have talk after talk with Sister, endlessly forced to voice why I'm hiding away and shying away from my extra work- only to get nothing out of me.

Even my fellow Siblings notice when I quietly and half heartedly tell them I cannot do their work, or even help them anymore. Never offering a reason as to why.

They'll never know that I see that Sibling from the library when I look at them.

Their very clothing, the habit that I myself wear makes me sick, sending nauseating memories of that night in the library. I've had to cover my mirror and turn around with clenched eyelids as I get dressed.

I can't even bare to look at myself.

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The first week I spend spinning memories of the ghouls and Copia in my brain, frantically attempting to convince myself it was a dream, knowing my Copia would never…

No, not a dream.

It's apparent in the way he's avoided me.

My thoughts only give way to ugly sobs as I suffocate them my pillow.

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The second week I spend repeatedly rocking myself on my bed, back bent over my knees with my arms locked around them, blanket covering my compacted body and i endlessly attempt to self sooth. The fear of what I saw grows along with the disgustingly potent need to see Copia.

I internally curse myself, screaming at and berating myself for wanting to see him. Surely he's not the man you knew. My brain attempts to conjure the word monster in my desprate attempt to right myself, only for it to falter before I can even think it.

I could never think of him as a monster.

My brain is definitely faulty. Some wires or circuits are definitely frayed or fucked up, surely.

But I could never see him as a monster.

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On the third week, I give into desprate mindsets.

Letting myself stare at messy handwriting, intentionally vague, bland…not a word of what happened.

i hope your work is treating you well. i miss your company. you are well??, I wrote plainly, the shake in my writing betraying the anxiety I felt when writing it. In the dead of the night, I sneak out of my room to place the note outside his door. I didn't dare even write my name on the letter for fear he'd discard it.

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On the fourth week, I continue writing notes. Some more stiff and short than others, while some could be long and drawn out as if I were spewing out what was in my mind if he were truly there. There's always an air of emptiness and sadness to my writing.

My notes increased along with my appearances outside of my room. Only long enough to get to and from, but it was progress. There was always an air of panic around me when I dropped of a note for Copia to find. Always to avoid the library in my attempts to catch a glace at or the attention of him.

My efforts only bore fruit a couple of times, and yet they meant nothing. Only the slight widening of Copia's eyes showed he saw me at all before he'd turn his head, acting as Papa once more.

At the same time, acting as if I didn't exist.

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It started with the fleeting sights of the ghouls around me, always watching through the day. That's definitely not a rare or even unappreciated occurrence, but they hardly ever come to talk to me anymore. Usually, my day would be filled with chores, then my optional work later on in the day- be it doing simple errands for the overworked Papa's, or perhaps a Sibling of sin who wants to blow off work, but most of all gardening work with Papa Primo-

All of my off time you'd see me kneeling on stiff, hurting knees as I giggle along with whatever Primo is drawling on about, counting the time on the old-fashioned clock Primo keeps around as I wait for Copia to be done with work. Conversations help me forget time as Primo's aged hands guide and teach me how to properly care for his beloved plants.

A handful of times the two of us are accompanied by a helpful Mountain or Aether, the two helping lift heavy things that I can't manage, even less so the elder Papa. It's always warm, friendly ghouls always wandering through the garden to chat and cut up with me and Primo.

On rare occasions, we even find some of Secundo's ghouls wandering through. They hardly talk, but they prove to be good company still with how attentive they are to the garden's needs, proving to be quite good listeners, too. It's a real treat, but most of our visitors are Primo's own ghoul's, and (now) Copia's ghouls. Primo's ghouls (and the few retired ghouls. cough cough cowbell cough) will always stay near the gardens, ever loyal to their Papa. While Copia's ghouls are just plain and simple the most personable and sociable of the lot.

Soon I found my friendships with the kindly Papa and the ghouls flourishing like the flowers we care for so often.

It's no surprise it bled through "work" and into everyday life. Perhaps I was already friendly with them, knew them because of Copia, but I'd like to think the time we spent working together as a group made us close. It would explain how for the last few years, they made a habit of watching over me and approaching me to talk whenever they saw me.

I always appreciated how they looked over me rather than me being creeped out by it. In a way I understand their odd habits and affections. It made me feel safe knowing that they cared for me enough to have an eye out for me, even the notoriously hotblooded (asshole) Dewdrop.

But nowadays they only watch, and notably only Copia's ghouls. Maybe that's why their lack of seeking me out combined with their increased watching makes my neck prick with a chilled sensation. It just doesn't feel right. Maybe they're worried by my abrupt disappearance from our daily gardening routine, or maybe they can sense my dismal mood. Whatever it is, they don't say anything.

It only makes me want to hide away in my room more. Away from responsibilities and questions, and sure as hell away from who I consider my dear friends unreadable gazes. It makes my stomach twist and churn until I make it my mindless mission to make my way from room to room, never staying in one room longer than necessary during chores. The relief I feel from "evading" a ghoul is always short lived when after only a few minutes, I notice a different ghoul in the room I'm in.

I don't dare call out to them or say anything. Not unless they say something first. The fear pricking inside of me restrains my need to know what's going on, effectively silencing me and forcing my body to continue on with the world's worst game of where's the ghoul. I have an idea of why they're like this, anyway.

What I saw…

Surely whatever friendship I think I had with them was trumped by their loyalty to their master. They probably see me as a liability now. Waiting patiently with open ears for a slip up, waiting for me to break and spout out what I saw. Shouting to my fellow Siblings of sin that our beloved Papa IV is a monster.

That's why on the fourth week, when he finally acknowledges me in full, my heart nearly falls to my toes. With a single note with my name writen in neat writing poised on my bedside table, my heart thunders in my chest.

He had one of his ghouls come into my room and place it, or maybe he did it himself…the thought makes me lean agaisnt my headrest for support as I snatch the letter up with a shaky hand.

If you really wish to do this, come to my room.

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I will be there. I will be waiting.

- yours,

Copia

My nerves make me feel as if I'm going to throw up as I scan my aching eyes over his writing. Even the fact he wrote 'Copia' instead of 'C' makes me feel ill. With a pained groan, I rub my sweaty forehead. "fuck this…", I think out loud, voice broken and scratchy from lack of use. "I'm gonna take a shower…lorde knows I need one."

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additional notes:

alrighty then, thanks for reading all the way through!! hope u enjoyed it!!

i'll have an ao3 account soon enough. hopefully, the formatting will be just how i want it, but until then, i hope how it is at the moment is okay!!

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ali

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[tempest-ghoulette]

The Ghouls showing how much they care for you

Slightly nsfw under the cut 18+ minions dni

all of the pictures are from pinterest

(also this is first time like writing for fun so yeahhh)

Aether

Aether spends a lot of his time watching out for the other ghouls and helping Copia with paperwork, so it's nice when he gets to spend some alone time with you just unwinding. Aeth manages to book you two a nice cabin to enjoy, spending the day hiking through the woods, cuddling on the couch, eating a warm meal with some hot chocolate, Aether is planning on spoiling you this trip. After the long day you both had it's nice to curl up into the loft bed of the cabin, curling into his chest a deep purr starting to rumble from his chest, tail caressing your calf and nails scratching the back of your head. Your hands begin to wander his chest traveling down down down reaching between his thighs a keening sound leaving his lips, you both have all week to catch up on sleep.

Dew/Sodo

Dew is kinda known around the abbey as being hothead and quick to anger at times due to his fiery nature, but once you get to know the fire ghoul he is quite a softie for the people he cares about. During the colder months its not uncommon to see him curled up with the other ghouls or in front of fire, so when he pulls you aside into one of the warmer rooms in the abbey you're happy to oblige and cuddle with the fire ghoul to get some more warmth. Curing up into the small ghoul you both drifting in and out of sleep, a constant stream of purrs emitting from Dew, it's not too long until you both wake up and strip out of your clothes due to the heat, Dew straddling your waist raking his claws down your chest until you're bucking up into him begging him to take you.

Swiss

Swiss is known as a major flirt, managing to get the fans and every sibling of sun to fall in love with him, but with the ghouls and you it’s different. Just to show you how special you are to him he plans a nice picnic lunch in a flower field just for the two of you, both of you spending the time eating and laughing, he ends up making flower crowns for the both of you(thanks to cumulus’s showing him how). Laying back on the blanket your head on his chest pointing out the different clouds and what you can see in them he decides it’s time to bring out the surprise guitar he brought with him and serenades you. The sound of acoustic and his heavenly voice is enough to bring you to tears, once he finishes with the song you begin peppering his jaw with little kisses undoing the buttons of his shirt as you descend down his chest a happy rumble leaving it, not taking long before you’re being the one undressed because Swiss is determined to remind you of why your so special, it looks like you’ll both me missing dinner at the abbey.

Rain

He was strolling through the woods of the abbey one day when he came across a flooded garden. As soon as he saw it he fell in love, the seclusion, the intricate statues, and the crisp lake was like a dream come true for him. Eventually when you two get closer Rain decides to take you to his little sanctuary. You both spend the day relaxing in the sun, swimming, enjoying a small picnic and just basking in each other's company. It wasn't long before you two started to get handsy with one another, Rain languidly moving through the water, you laying out to sunbathe by one of the stone gazebos it wasn't long before Rain made his way over his hands skimming up your thighs over your chest and up to cradle your face kissing you deeply, slowly pulling you towards the water like the sirens of old.

Mountain

The earth ghoul is known to be quite solitary only really being close with other ghouls, Copia, Primo and the occasional sibling that helps with the garden. So when you two started to get closer Mountain thought it was time to take you to one of his favorite spots in the mountains by the abbey. A small hike through the lush forest hand in hand just taking in the scenery with the occasional fact from Mountain about the various plant life is a perfect way to start your outing together. Once you arrive Mountain sets to work laying out your things and setting up a small fire near the lakeside while you go about bringing out the food you prepared. After enjoying a nice lunch you both lay down with you one Mountains chest, him drumming a melody on your skin while you watch the wildlife around you, eventually Mount starts nuzzling into your hair pressing kisses into the crown of your head, large hands wandering the expanse of your body until he eventually flips you both over so he can enjoy dessert.

Cirrus

Cirrus is many things, an amazing pianist, wonderful singer, and most importantly a wonderful partner. She will do everything she can to let you know that she cherishes you with everything she has, and what better way to show you that love then write a song for her beloved. Tracking you down is easy, and it’s even easier to get you to come with her to the practice room that she has claimed all for herself. Taking you by the hand and leading you to your destination and sitting you down on the bench with her she begins to play. If you had any doubts about how much she cares for you(you never did) those thoughts are now erased as you listen to the song she composed just for you, her skillful fingers dancing across the keys, the sound of her voice lulling you into a trance. It’s not long after she finishes the song that your surging to cup her face in your hands and kiss her deeply, a pleased hum and smile being released against your lips. Deciding that this isn’t enough Cirrus rises still kissing you deeply, a hand slamming the lid of the piano down as both hands come back to your waist to lift you onto her piano. A tail slipping to your waist has her hands move to spread your thighs and undo the buttons of your pants, a deep moan leaving your lips when her fingers find just the right spot. Her fingers working you just like they do her piano and it’s not long before those sinful fingers create another melody, you shaking and crying with a death grip on her forearm, she wonders if she can make you sing a even more beautiful melody with her tongue.

Cumulus

She is the queen of luxury, she sees how hard you've been working lately so she's going to pamper and give you all the love you deserve. Bribing some of the others to finish your work, she manages to persuade you into her rooms and bathroom where a nice hot and steaming bubble bath is waiting for the both of you, candles flickering around the edges of the tub, rose petals in and around the water, the scent of the lavender bubble is enough to make you almost want to pass out in the doorway, but not on Cumulus’s watch. Stripping you and herself of clothes and dipping into the tub is like a dream, Cumulus taking the shampoo and lathering up your scalp the occasional scratch of her nails sending shivers down your spine, the washcloth moving languidly up and down your body, her starting to pepper kisses into the side of your neck while her tail seems to have a mind of its own. Her kisses turning into little nips and sucking on the more sensitive areas of your neck, her hand now abandoned of the wash cloth moving so close to where you need it, arching up into her touch when she’s so close only to be let down with a quiet laugh in your ear followed with a whispered “relax, let me take care of you baby.” If one things for sure Cumulus will make sure you’re relaxed and well rested before going back to your work.

Sunshine

The newest and brightest ghoulette is a pleasure to be around, lighting up the room like her namesake its no wonder you would fall for her. Sunny manages to convince Copia to lend them a ministry car so she can take her star to go watch the stars. Planning to make a road trip of it you both pack some supplies and head off to the perfect spot, making little pit stops along the way for any snacks, bathroom breaks, or store off the highway. Both of you picking out a plushie for the other to snuggle when you arrive at your destination. An hour or two more filled with laughter and karaoke from the radio you manage to pull up to the spot just as the sun is starting to set, arranging the trunk of the vehicle with blankets and pillows and any lights you could find. Sunny pulling out sparklers for the both of you, twirling and dancing to your heart’s content until the last on runs out and deciding to get ready to sit and watch the stars. Curling into the ghoulette running your fingers through her soft curls while she points of the different constellations and stars she memorized just for this trip, taking your hand and asking you which one is which, her other hand drifting under the covers of the blanket, trying your hardest to concentrate and remember what constellation is which while her sinful fingers try to make you come undone. Her promising that you have all whole night to get them right.

[jax-ln-the-box]

about that ref i was talking about...

enjoy ig lmao

[oppaihun]

Thinking about murder ghouls doing g what they do best but fucking real nasty style in the woods when they’re finished with their prey