#papas tired

[stanfiction-withsoos]

conjoined stans au drabble...

nsft, dubcon, takes place during their recovery

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stan shifted around as much as he could, being in control of only half of his mass. his right hand bunched the too-hot blanket covering his and fords lap, thankful that one of fords heavy physics books was covering their crotch.

fuck, he was hard.

he hadnt thought about how he'd jerk off since he and ford became... one... but now he was sure as hell thinking about it

did this count as incest?

ford noticed something was up, probably from stans shifting and twisting (it had to hurt like a bitch, stan thought, because it hurt for him and ford always kept him doped up on twice the pills he was.) and turned his head as much he could towards stan. stan kept his eyes glued on the book, not truely reading it.

" stanley? is something wrong? "

stanley huffed a laugh. yeah, fuck, something was wrong. this whole situation was wrong, but he didnt vocalize that. bitching about being sewn to your twin wouldnt help the fact that you were sewn to your twin.

" nothin', sixer. keep reading. "

stanley could just wait this out, surely. he'd deal with how to jack off when always with another person later.

stan, looking away at some miscellaneous medical equipment at the time, heard fords book close, and felt them both lean over to put it on the night stand.

" oh stanley... " ford cooed (fucking cooed, pretentious asshole-), resting a six fingered hand on stans side of their chest.

stan reluctantly looked down.

fuck that was a noticeable tent in the sheets.

" i-its not what it looks like poindexter- " stan stammered, bringing his hand to shield his crotch from fords view.

" you have nothing to be ashamed of, stanley. its not uncommon to have ah, unpredictable erections. "

stan looked away and nodded, mortified at the situation unfolding. fuck.

" ... you can take care of it, i dont mind- "

" No way, ford. thats- thats fuckin- " stan couldnt even finish his sentence. his hand balled into a fist.

he could feel fords gaze boring into him for a few excruciating moments.

" fine, if you wont, i will. "

before stan could think, the blanket was whipped off of their lower half, exposing their genitalia to the cold basement air.

stanley gasped at the sight. both of their dicks were in tact, as well as their testicles, a thin line of gauze running between the manhoods to cover up stitching. fords penis was half hard and plugged with a catheter, which he swiftly removed. one thing stan noted is that it seemed longer and slimmer than his.

stans own penis stood tall and dominant, a bead of pre sitting at its tip, nestled against his prince albert.

" what the fuck... "

stan let themself be pulled to the side again as ford wrestled something from the nightstand, jinxed at the scene of his- no, their crotch.

it was going to be like that forever.

this surgery was permanent.

he started hyperventilating, hand coming infront of his mouth in horror. oh god, this was real. this was real and he and ford would be like this forever and he wont have privacy ever again-

" stanley- focus. breathe. "

stan felt ford adjust his breathing to a more calm one, the feeling of lungs pressing up against his own being unpleasant, but made following the rhythm easier. fords fingers raked over stans half of their chest.

" thats it, good boy. "

stan choked at the praise, cock twitching and more pre spilling out, ford letting out an amused warble. this brought stan back to the situation at hand.

" now- " ford lifted up the thing he had gotten from the nightstand: a hefty bottle of lube, " could you please disperse some on my hand? "

stan gulped, noting that they were now both hard. gross.

" i dont want to have any part in this. " stan shutters.

" you dont have to, just give me some lubricant. " fords tone was stern, and stan would be damned if he didnt listen to it.

he grabbed the bottle and, with one hand, clicked the spout open. ford held out his hand, and stan obliged, pouring more than enough onto his palm.

ford muttered a praise under his breath. stan surpressed a whimper.

stan closed his eyes, half suspecting pain to come to him, before he felt a warm object come in contact with his penis before getting coated in lube.

stan moaned, eyes lolling open.

he watched as ford frotted their cocks together, his stupid slender fingers encompassing them both perfectly.

it felt like heaven.

" fuck... " stan brought a hand to his hair, pulling on it slightly as ford started stroking them.

" such a good boy, so good for me. such a good twin, fuck... " ford mumbled praises as he stroked them, squeezing on the way up and sliding on the way down.

stanley whined, this was all too much.

" f-ford im gonna- "

" do it, do it for me baby, fuck- " ford started stroking faster, and stan came, shooting ropes over their legs.

ford came soon after, stroking them through both of their orgasms. he slumped back, taking stan with him.

" that was amazing... " ford murmured, bringing his hand to stans side of their chest. stan bat it away.

" just... leave me alone. "

ford wanted to point out how useless saying something like that is, seeing as they are one entity, but something in stans tone told him not to push. ford sighed, shifting a bit in bed, before closing his eyes.

they could clean up in the morning...

[yuutaguro]

[papamin au 🐅] five more minutes 💤

[robboyblunder]

As promised I went ahead and continued my "ghoul guide" with a part 2 (part one linked in replies)! This one covers stuff specifically with a made up lore guide of in-world ghoul stuff as if they were a sort of unique magic entity.

This one wound up way longer and had to be split so expect a third final one eventually lmao. for now though... I'm gonna take a break and yell. Bonus extra info plus the transcript under the cut!

ID in ALT text!

Bonus note: While not portrayed in the guide, it’s important to know a detail about ghouls’ origin called “memory echoes”. While ghouls are formed from humans past who lose all memory of their previous self while maintaining an assumed personality from before, at times certain instances of events, actions, items, and otherwise can trigger these “echoes”. Echoes are very rare, but a valued treasure to ghouls; they make them feel more connected to their past and more “human”. Upon triggering an echo, a ghoul will become completely listless, unable to respond or react until the echo has completed, usually within seconds.

“Memory echoes” are described as blurry faded memories that often show featureless shapes and colors, but a very strong “feeling” of a Deja-vu of the moment. They feel viscerally real and can have a mix of the senses i.e. touch and smell, but produce no recognizable faces or imagery of the self. No ghoul has ever reported fully remembering one, nor any semblance of their true past beyond the haunting leftovers.

Begin Transcript:

A Compendium of Hell’s Derivates

While there are many theories on the demonic nature of ghouls,

The true source is surprisingly Human.

Souls cannot be recreated; rather, they’re Recycled and Reborn

The cycle of ghoul creation started for unknown reasons…

But one thing is Certain:

Natural forces do not change easily.

Raw elements collide with the fuel of life itself until one connects

by His command

A violent injection of pure elemental magic

Rewrites and erases all memory and one’s past, drastically altering the soul…

These new powers lend to the powerful allies of the ministry,

However….

… new powers are a dangerous toy.

While coined as “Feral”, new ghouls would better be designated “Raw”, “Unbound”, and “Lawlessly Dangerous”

First formed, they are still elements;

Torrential, Aimless,

Incapable of coherent thought or rules

-but with time, coherence returns to the individual

Who grows much like a life cycle’s stages without necessarily aging.

The overall cycle is the same per ghoul, yet varied enough each rises differently…

First form: “Raw” – Second form (1): “Feral” – Second form (2) – Third form: “Stabilized”

Catalyst, violent, poor formation – Unaware, wild, chaotic – Conscious; can act like oneself; less raw – fully formed and recognizable

The first form, “Raw”, is notably so violent the devil himself does not release them until stage two.

The second form in stage one of a “Feral” ghoul is much like the forces of nature; free willed and wild, understanding minimal speech.

Take caution: they can be mischievous and cause decent damage.

In the second stage of a “Feral” ghoul, they behave like typical people; however, they’re still very free and may choose to never fully stabilize.

Note: you can tell they’ve reached this stage by presence of a tail and civil habits.

If desired, a ghoul reaches the final form: “Stabilized”. They’re transformed into a stable humanoid body, a form less powerful but safer.

Note: Talented ghouls can change form at will in this stage between secondary Feral and Stable.

When it comes to location, each form is most likely to be found:

Raw: Hell, contained

Feral (Stage 1): wilds/natural areas

Feral (Stage 2): wilds and civil areas

Stabilized: anywhere people go

Seeing feral ghouls is not uncommon, and can even be considered lucky!

They tend to provide free protection to keep their home

Ghouls can only stabilize via ministry ritual;

One can assume they’re ministry members if stable, even off duty.

Ghouls are uncommon, but found most places if looked for;

This seems especially true near ministry placements.

Ghouls only form from adults and don’t “age” traditionally, yet they’re still mortal

Deceased ghouls do not seem to return or recycle.

Summoning intentionally pulls only second stage feral ghouls or stable ghouls from anywhere,

They don’t always like this however (see other guide).

The cycle of ghouls serves a main purpose – as forces for the Dark One, in return for rebirth

However, there are two channels through which they serve.

1) Natural defense against corrupted holy magic

Non-stable ghouls defend at will naturally where they live

2) training to fight, protect, and uphold the ministry’s efforts in the name of the Devil.

Contrary to belief, summonings cannot grab from “nothing”;

Like the creation of a ghoul,

Their element, once developed, is what becomes pulled by nature

The force of such pull is incredible,

A disorientating test of will so great…

…it can render even the most sound minds rather violent.

This is why while some choose to stabilize, others may not;

But should a mind change, they can be freed or re-summoned.

Alternative to wild summoning, one can summon from trained ghouls over feral;

Many ghouls are trained for ministry positions all over, but any can be summoned if unassigned.

Though stabilized, unassigned ghouls are not contractually bound to anyone until assigned.

They’re great for extra work hands and being able to know what kind of team mates you’ll get without leaving it to chance.

Summoning any ghoul however reverts them to feral form, and the challenge to tame them remains the same.

Just because you know a ghoul does not mean an easy summon.

Finally, be warned: forcing unwanted breaking or upholding of a summoning contract

Will have dire consequences.

Aside from rarity of an element, there are “power classes” within each element.

Tiers:

Rarity of an element does not equal strength.

The break down is as follows:

Rare – extreme and dangerous power. These ghouls earn a specialized title.

Quite strong, stand out in their class and very sought after.

Most common tier; average and decent powers that are expectable.

Weak powers, but some uses are applicable.

Uncommon – ghouls who possess little to no powers. Ghouls in this tier may at times suddenly change power tier without warning to any other category.

S-Tier ghouls are quite rare and a sight to behold- truly, they embody nature’s power.

End transcript.

[emacrow]

Babysitting duty calls, Klarion

It another world threatening battle for the justice league, young justice against the league of Villains and chaos children before most of the chaos children froze as if they sense something bad was approaching and immediately dipped out.. except klarion whom was fighting with raven who immediately froze up too late in front of the portal.

Only for a green portal to appear, as a worned out floating glowing green, but blue skinned teenage boy who turn into a man with red eyes, a clock staff in hand and a glowing white hair baby in a baby carrier.

Klarion is literally struggling like a feral cat who got wet in cold water against some invisible force speaking in some odd static like language before giving up after half a minute when the man spoke back with a short word.

The man now just shape-shifting into turn elderly just gave klarion the baby carrier before noticing how the heroes and villains have stop in mid battles looking at both klarion and him.

"All in soon time, but be warn Flashes whom break the laws of times will get their due if you keep messing with the past and future." Spoken the elderly now shape-shifted into a young boy before he turn back to klarion leaving him a note and glowing baby bag before floating back into the swirling green portal.

Klarion could only look at note with his eye twitching, Teekl meowing as she climb into the baby carrier purring around the glowing baby.

"Why do I keep getting babysitting duty, it so unfa-..." klarion grumbled as he pick up the baby carrier and bag teleporting away..

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....

....

"What just happened?" Said Dick whom only one question would be put on hold til later in the watchtower of what just happen before the fight resuming with the young and original justice league winning since the league of Villains were distracted.

[preqvelle]

[dangoulains-devotion]

[ghcstcd]

Redraw of a photograph of Bela Lugosi, using Papa Emeritus iii, of course.

tip your artists!// More Art

photo under readmore

[drakuqueo-elempalador]

bowser and luigi family fluff??

this for u anon 🤲

[whenthehammerissquare]

Things Papa said at the Ritual last night that made me lose it

(About Nihil) "He was a better saxophone player than a father, I can tell you that much."

"But unfortunately, nothing can ever last forever. So here is a song to say goodbye." Proceeds to play Respite (I cried)

"I've always wanted to find a place to belong, and I feel like this–here–is where I belong. You should belong here too." (I also cried)

[delulluart]

More Papas (ft. the infamous leather Cassock) and a cuddly Cardinal

[cozylittleartblog]

checking up on you

[renonv]

Old art dump part 2, ft. Rome, Roma, and Seb.

This was May

Vs.

July

He still loves to carry his grandson ❤️

[skywarpie]

Despite everything, it's still you

[irlbop]

Can I headcanon that Terzo used German Expressionist makeup (particularly Dr. Caligari) as an inspiration for his final papal paint? I mean, I know skull paint is pretty simple, and it’s not at all difficult to get a similar effect by coloring the eyes and mouth. But like

I just think it’s a neat little thing to think about.

[nihildenial]

i found a handy guide for you, bby girl

[cardi-c]

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