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fatcopia · 10 hours ago

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prompt 5? Copia if u want >:3 please and thank u 😌💕

TY Avo!! okay, this was supposed to also be short and then it kept getting a bit longer, so. lol. 2600 words about gender neutral reader finding Copia in a precarious state, and the prompt phrase, "Let me take care of you, yeah? I'll do the work. "

ENJOI my friend!! <3 kinks include stuffing, weight gain, belly play.

You thought you had dropped off the folder in Copia's office that morning, but lo and behold, it was still in your damned tote bag by the end of the day. You had even decided to stay late in the library because you thought you'd be able to go straight back to your quarters after. But the folder had papers and information Copia needed to look over for a meeting the next day – weird, though, that he hadn't made any attempt to look for you so far, since you had seen him very briefly earlier. He was distracted as always, but not even a ghoul had appeared to question you.

And so you power walked back through the dark Ministry halls, humming quietly to yourself. Most were off to bed by now, but every now and again you passed by another Sibling or two as they came and went from late trists. With most of the ghouls on tour, things were more peaceful than usual.

Through the halls, up the stairs, up some more stairs, take a left. Even darker, even quieter, through the general office room connected to the Imperator's office. Sometimes Copia would dismiss the interns early, patting them on the shoulder and telling them to take it easy, the rest of their tasks could wait. That usually meant he was stressing out in his office and didn't want them to hear him talking to himself or his Plushias.

You noticed there was a dim light on under the office door. You had hoped you could just slip the folder under it and skedaddle, but now you didn't want to seem rude. So, you took a quick inhale, and knocked gently.

Shuffling, something falling over, what sounded like thin metal – cans? - knocking around, and then stumbling foot steps. You clutched the folder close to your chest and listened, now holding your breath. You heard Copia clear his throat, and then the door opened. A crack.

“Yes?” A green eye looked out at you, suspicious at first and then softening. “Ah, apologies. I'm, uh, a little busy at the moment.”

“I, um. I'm just dropping off the folder with the schedule information for tomorrow. I somehow forgot to give it to you this morning and only just realized. I do apologize, Frater.” You shift from foot to foot, craning your neck a bit to try and see through the door. “Are you alright?”

Copia also seems to be shuffling a bit, and his eye disappears as he moves away from the door.

“Yes, yes, I'm...I'm fine. I'm great.” Another shuffle, and you feel your cheeks heat when you hear what you think is him muffling a burp.

“Can...can I see you?” you venture. “Why are you hiding? ...Cardi? You know you can trust me.” You'd been working closely with him for months now, shared some intimate moments. Some very intimate moments, if the confessional incident from two weeks ago was anything.

There's a little groan, and the door creaks open a bit more.

“Please...please be kind. I'm not proud.”

Carefully, you wedge yourself past the door and into the dimly lit office. Copia was hiding half of himself behind the door, and it took some coaxing for him to shuffle out.

He was, unholy blessings upon him, a mess. That morning you knew he was in a state of sorts, distracted and rushed, but well put together in his sleek suit and his paint. His paint was smudged now, a bit around his eyes and some of his upper lip had rubbed off. Hair tousled, eye bags pronounced. But what caught your breath in your throat was his midsection (which he was trying to hide with his T-Rex arms). He'd gained weight following his promotion, but you could see he was quite bloated, the buttons of his shirt straining over the dramatically swollen curve. That certainly hadn't been the case that morning.

“I...I...,” he started, flexing and unflexing his fists. “I stress eat. If that isn't, eh...clear.”

You didn't mean to freeze on the spot. You didn't mean to stare. But you couldn't tear your eyes away, heart pounding in your ears.

“I see,” you finally managed. A step closer, hand tentatively reaching out. He let you brush it gently against his middle, whimpering weakly. “You seemed nervous this morning. What happened?”

“It's a long story. I...I've been good recently, with keeping my habits in check. But I got some news and I...well.” He gestured to himself.

You probably should have inquired as to what the news was, if he was okay, if he needed anything. But you felt yourself move closer and your hands smoothed over him, movements almost automatic. Fingertips hooking into the gaps between his shirt buttons, testing the firmness of his gut. It was firm, all right. Clearly, he was stuffed to the gills.

“What...what did you...eat?” Your voice was more of a croak.

“Ehm...well, I was eating normally up until after dinner. I...I have a stash. Well, I had one. Mostly junk like little cookies, chips, soda and juice. Um, instant noodles. And then I...I asked someone to bring me ice cream. A couple of pints.” His shoulders dropped, overall posture deflating. “Like I said, I'm not proud.”

As if on cue, his stomach burbled and then he burped quietly behind his fist. And before you could stop yourself, your mouth was opening.

“I'm proud of you.”

Copia's eyes widened. His gaze flicked uncertainly over your face. “You...are? Why?”

“Because. It's...impressive.”

Whatever was coming over you, whatever was possessing you...you found yourself allowing it. And Copia wasn't interjecting. He was still staring, mouth agape now.

“Impressive...that I ate so much? Are you serious?” He huffed and waved dismissively, shaking his head. “You're pulling on my leg. Come now, you don't have to-”

You moved forward and reached for his face, to cease his shaking and press your lips against his. The way his belly pushed into you as you kissed was not lost on you, and both of you made pleased little noises; though his was more strained.

“Let me take care of you, yeah?” you breathed, pulling back just enough to speak. “I'll do the work.”

He was nodding, eyes wide again, hands hovering over your upper arms as if he wasn't sure he was allowed to touch you.

But you took his hand in yours, with the other on the small of his back as you guided him through the office to his couch. As you walked you noted trash scattered on his desk/coffee table, and the cans that you heard clattering earlier were beneath both the couch and desk. They were soda, like he'd said, and some were crushed while others sat upright.

Copia groaned when he reached the couch and sat down heavily, spreading his legs wide and tipping his head back. He was still trying to keep his hands over his belly. You settled between his legs on your knees, looking up at him reverently, feeling as if the ex-Papa were towering above you. When he finally looked down at you his expression was shy and he chewed at his cheek.

“I am...quite embarassed, to be honest.”

“You don't have to be.”

He was scratching at the couch cushion on either side of him, even with his leather gloves on. You smoothed over his thighs with your hands, squeezing and petting as you made your way towards his belly. It was maddeningly hot. You kept thinking of him that morning, the slight paunch he sported barely something to take notice of. And now, that same paunch had been stuffed with meals and treats and too much liquid, and was bloated and gurgling noisely n front of you.

“You think its...attractive...the way I couldn't control myself?”

“Outrageously so. I'm dying to touch you. May I, Imperator?”

He winced and visibly shivered at his title, eyes drifting shut for a moment. His hips shifted as well, and then he nodded.

“Please do.”

And so you did, immediately reaching for his buttons. You couldn't help but chew your lip as you began undoing them, your groin aching with need as you began to expose the soft and pale flesh. Pushing the fabric out of the way allowed you to get the whole picture, and you spread your palms across the bloated expanse and back towards his waist. Pale stretchmarks ghosted across his freckled skin, and centered around his navel and lower belly. When you squeezed him just slightly and lifted, you saw his lips part. No doubt the view from above was beautiful, his lap filled with his gut. When you released his belly and let the heft of it drop, watching the fat wobble beneath the taut upper swell beneath his ribcage, you heard him gasp above you. You did it again, a little harder, jostling him more. He mewled, helpless as you handled him like so several more times.

“C-careful, amore, I don't want to risk getting sick,” he groaned, belching.

He was clearly enjoying himself, if the bulge in his pants was anything to go by. Or perhaps it was the humiliation? Either way, you decided it was time to unbutton him more.

And then his cock was in your hands, hard and leaking precum. You couldn't help but grin to yourself when you felt the fabric of his underwear and found it damp.

“How long have you been hard? This isn't just from the past few minutes.”

One of his hands was now resting on the swell of his belly, not kneading or groping. He sucked in a breath, exhaled slowly, and looked away.

“A few hours.”

“Poor thing.” Your hand twisted around him, gripping just under the head of his cock and making Copia wheeze. “But you didn't want anybody to see you like this.”

He shook his head. There were tears in his eyes, his lip trembling. Another small burp welled up in his throat, and he mumbled apologies. “I'm a wreck.”

“A beautiful wreck. You look amazing, Cardi. It's a little difficult to put to words just how wild you're driving me. Under these robes, I'm...I'm not exactly dry myself. I'm glad you trust me enough to let me be here with you, like this.”

He made a noise in his throat now, not a burp, but more of a strangled whimper. It could've been from the way your thumb grazed the glans of his cock, or the words you'd said. Either way, you decided to distract him again, licking at his slit and wrapping your lips around the tip. It was easy to take him further in your mouth, towards your throat so you could swallow around him. His hips tried to buck at this, but you figured the strain of his stretched belly kept him from moving too much. You could already feel how tense his thighs were on either side of you.

You bobbed on his cock, humming and licking, up the shaft and down again, nibbling at the skin near his balls. Every now and again he pulsed a bit of precum, and you made a show up lapping it up slowly. He had started to massage himself, hasty presses along the taught upper bulge, occasionally burping as air was pushed around. You imagined it must have been a relief, every embarassed burp making it just a bit easier for him to breathe.

“I'm getting close,” he panted, pawing at the couch for something to hold onto and settling on a stiff pillow.

Without pulling too far off of him, you reached up to do some pawing of your own. Hooking your thumb into his deep belly button and grinning (as much as you could) as he keened, your other fingers digging into his soft underbelly. You wobbled him, tighting your grip at the base of his cock at the same time. The smell of his groin filled your nose as you breathed deeply, focusing on not gagging as his head nudged the back of your throat. He was all around you, in you, the warmth of his belly in your hand and close to your head. You briefly imagined him, even heavier, thought of how it would feel to give him head when his belly was even bigger. Would it bump into you as you bobbed, like you were now?

Perhaps he was thinking something similar, because when you felt the shiver run up your spine at the mental image of an even greedier Copia, he yelped and jerked beneath you. You had pulled back just enough to take a breath of air before he spilled, cum pulsing into your throat. His free hand had gone from holding his belly to gripping your hair, holding you down and in place while he moaned. As he arched his back his belly pushed into you, the soft fat and firm fullness intoxicating against you. You waited until you were certain he had no more left to empty before finally swallowing. The workings of your throat pulled whimpers from him, as his grip on you slackened and he began to relax back into the couch.

When his hand let go and fell to the couch, you figured it as good a time as any to lean back, his softening cock sliding out along your tongue. Copia was boneless above you, head tipped back on the couch and chest heaving. You heard the creak of his leather gloves as you gently began kissing along his shaft. A few gentle kitten licks to the tip of him, and then you decided his cock had had enough attention.

It was with care you pushed up from your knees and tended to him. A juicebox on the floor caught your eye and you picked it up, poking the straw in and taking a sip. You tapped Copia gently on the shoulder and held the box out when he lolled his head to face you. His eyes, less teary but still quite wet, were heavily lidded and tired when they met yours and he sucked gently at the straw. You found yourself petting his belly again, caressing him with your thumb.

“I really meant it. When I said you're beautiful. You don't have anything to be ashamed or embarassed about.”

He made a quiet smacking sound with his lips and tongue, gaze drifting away. Even in such a vulnerable moment he found a way to be silly.

“I appreciate your understanding, Sibling,” he finally said. “I didn't realize you have proclivities such as...eh, this.” A vague gesture at his middle.

“To be honest, neither did I. You know I like how soft you are now. I think I've mentioned it a time or two.”

“Si, si...you have.” The corners of his mouth twitched in the start of a smile.

“Did you know you have proclivities such as...that?”

His cheeks and ears were delightfully pink again. “I like to be full. It feels good. But I do struggle with feeling bad about it.”

“Hm. I think as Imperator, and having been Papa, you're kind of obligated to be turned on by gluttony and greed, no?”

Copia chuckled, sitting up with better posture and patting his belly. “I suppose I should, eh? Maybe sometime we can...have dinner together. Or would you prefer I call on you next time I get stressed out? It could be any day.”

You tucked a loose lock of hair behind his ear. “To be perfectly honest, both sound good.”

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fatcopia · 10 hours ago

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Mmmmm fat Copia is delicious and top tier content. But what are your thoughts on v tall fat Secondo? Broadest shoulders, big chest, bigger tummy and also hairy af (I've been thinking about this for at least an hour and the thoughts aren't leaving me)

Ooooh my friend...u know im here for this. Ive got a real soft (but also hard) spot for secondo. I usually go for butch lesbian P2 but now im also thinking of like, big bisexual bear.

All that drinking gone to his belly, a real beer gut thats so full and heavy and furred with dark hair. He smells like cigars in every embrace, but it isnt as overwhelming as one would expect. Getting fucked by him is like getting consumed and crushed because of both his height and heft. He'll take you in his lap (what room there is) and the grinding against his full belly drives you insane. He'd probably share some whiskey, amused by how tipsy you are and babbling about how big he is, and tell you the real fun hasn't even started yet (and you feel his hard cock against your ass).

So uhhh, yeah : 3 i am Here for him

#falls over and explodes

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fatcopia · 10 hours ago

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Consider. Fat copia fucking u doggystyle. U can feel his stomach resting on ur back 😌

GOOOOOOOOD MORNING STARSHINE I AM THINKING 👀👀👀

He'd be such a panting mess too, out of breath from all the work. And if u feel his belly in your back, no doubt you feel his fat pad squashing into your ass with every thrust.

#WEOOOOAG BOY

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fatcopia · 10 hours ago

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I have art based on this in the works btw. Coffin you sent me 1 ask and opened a can of insanity worms .

Thinking about growth spurt Phantom + measuring like i was talking about in my own replies (with @vampirecatprince )... also partially inspired by tags left by @sacred-coffin

Aether and Omega doing regular weight check ups on Phantom... them fully clothed and they make him strip down to his underpants and stand on a scale while they grab whatever fat he's packed on. They grab his arm fat and his back fat and give his belly a little shake. When he finally has a proper jiggle to him they heft the overhang of his belly up and drop it just to watch him blush.

Measurements as well! They take a tape measure around the biggest part of his tummy and over his chest which is rapidly blowing up with the intensely fattening diet and the workout routine they get him on. He's basically constantly bulking and it makes him HUGE. They measure each of his big thighs and biceps... and of course they read the numbers out to him every time. He gets a similar treatment when getting measured (and re-measured... and re-measured again.) For his stage costumes and he has to try with his entire being not to get hard from the association lol

They set goals for him, weight and numbers wise, and when he reaches them they always celebrate with a special dessert or big dinner that they hand feed him. If he doesn't reach them?.... well they still feed him but he might be restrained this time lol. Gotta make up for whatever he didn't gain on his own.

He's also constantly snacking, especially on tour when he's most active and tends to lose a little bit of his fat. Constantly has little snack cakes or candy in his pockets and requests so many calorie heavy snacks and drinks for the backstage rider.

When he's still skinny they tease him for how tiny he still is and crowd him with their own mass, getting really close to him and bumping him with their own bodies when measuring him. Comparing how small his arm measurements are to theirs. And when he finally gets close to their numbers they praise him and tell him to keep it up, give him loving pinches and pokes where he's getting softest.

During his growth the rest of the pack is just smitten with him. They love how huge and soft he gets and how sturdy he is when hugging him or when rough housing. Swiss or Aurora cuddle with him and have to assure them he won't flatten them if they make him lay on top of them. They WANT it they NEED this huge boy to just plop down on them and smush them.

Yeah I love measurement okay

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Thinking about growth spurt Phantom + measuring like i was talking about in my own replies (with @vampirecatprince )... also partially inspired by tags left by @sacred-coffin

Yeah I love measurement okay

#wg

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fatcopia · 11 hours ago

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Continuation!!

YESSS they breathe out through their nose and they can smell that clear as day. They can taste the pizza in their own mouth and they press a little harder to try and get him to do it again

Their shirt is just as drenched as his when they get up off him. He gets his pizza sauce and crumbs and sweat all over them too.... They're never washing that shirt again 🤤 they shove it into their face when they need to get off in the future.

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Eprocto cont.

He goes down for breakfast (which of course is a huge eggy cheesey breakfast sandwich with hot sauce and a big cup of coffee :) his hangover cure of choice. Who knows, maybe eating something will help settle his belly) and it makes his guts FURIOUS with him lmao. The other ghouls are making their breakfasts and he's trying to hold his gas because its *deadly* if the smell in his bedroom is anything to go off of. But his belly is rumbling so loud and keeps steadily bloating up bigger with built up gas.

He can't tell if just ripping ass in front of them would be more embarrassing or just sitting here with an extremely vocal belly thats slowly getting too big for his shirt is more embarassing 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Eructo, scent kink, eprocto and more slob Aeth from 🐍!!! I also mention like. Idk how else to put it politely but there's burps in other people's mouths here so heads up I am in fact guilty of being gross 🥺

He is a BIG time belly patter to dislodge his burps and it works wonders for him. Same with thumping his fist on his chest and few times. And ever the gentleman he always apologizes after the fact. When he's got something disagreeing with him or if he's drunk 90% of his vocabulary is burping and apologizing for it every single time.

I see your "sibling/ghoul asks him to burp in their face" and raise you; Drunk making out where theyre sitting in his lap and "accidentally" (maybe not so accidentally) put their hands/weight on his belly and get him to burp right in their mouth 🥴🥴 he's drunk enough not to be humiliated by that and just mumbles his apology after and keeps their lips locked right there.

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Eprocto edition:

He wakes up the next morning to a horrible cramp in his belly which is VERY unhappy with him, audibly gurgling as the grease and cheese and alcohol (and some of the swallowed air he couldn't quite dislodge) move through his guts. He just rolls over on his side and groans as they involuntarily rumble out of him. At some point hes gotta take his blankets off because hes cooking himself in there with the smell and the humidity he's building up. Besides, he's still a little sticky and damp from how much he's STILL sweating even the morning after. Definitely a laundry day today for him.

#unsanitary #eprocto tw #eructo tw #slob

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fatcopia · 11 hours ago

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Continuation of this!

OH MY GOD YEAH I mean 90% of its getting contained by his sweatpants (and Mountain when he's down there) so it really doesn't make it up to his own nose. He thinks its bad from his point of view but oh my god its not even part of how bad it can get. Mountain loves it so so much 😵‍💫😵‍💫 its so bad that when Mountain leaves his room the other ghouls think its coming from *him* because its just so strong its completely smothered him and follows him around even though its not even his gas lol

Eprocto and musk/scent kink under the cut from 🐍 🥴🥴🥴🥴 i owe you my life

HRJGNNG HHRHHHNN OPOUUUGGH God i dont have any good response to this but this is so fucking good tbank you

I dont think C ever fully gets over the embarrassment of doing this even after doing it a few times. Even seeing how enthusiastic Mount huffs his smell like hes been drowning and this is the only air he can get- he still can't look down at him and still can't kill the insane rush of butterflies in his belly (....and if I said the butterflies made his gas worse 👀............ bit of a nervous farter perhaps 👀) when he can HEAR Mountain sniffing like a dog and moaning so loud on the breath out. He can feel the cool rush of air directly on his crotch on that inhale too.

Mounty literally getting lightheaded from lack of fresh air down there. Makes his head spin better than any high he could possibly achieve through smoking 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#eprocto tw #unsanitary #musk kink #slob

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fatcopia · 14 hours ago

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Anon im realizing you didnt specifically say you needed to see him fat i just assumed this. As is my nature

I NEED TO SEE MORE OF YOUR SWISS OMFG

ON IT CAPTAIN 🫡🫡🫡 Swummy content soon i promise keep your beautiful eyes peeled .

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fatcopia · 14 hours ago

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Eprocto edition:

#unsanitary #VERY unsanitary #eructo tw #eprocto tw #slob #intox tw

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fatcopia · 15 hours ago

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Eprocto and musk/scent kink under the cut from 🐍 🥴🥴🥴🥴 i owe you my life

HRJGNNG HHRHHHNN OPOUUUGGH God i dont have any good response to this but this is so fucking good tbank you

Mounty literally getting lightheaded from lack of fresh air down there. Makes his head spin better than any high he could possibly achieve through smoking 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#unsanitary #eprocto tw #musk kink #slob

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fatcopia · 15 hours ago

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I NEED TO SEE MORE OF YOUR SWISS OMFG

ON IT CAPTAIN 🫡🫡🫡 Swummy content soon i promise keep your beautiful eyes peeled .

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fatcopia · 15 hours ago

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hiiii i will write a proper reply to ur lovely slob writing later ❤️❤️ for now just want to say i did grow on homestuck and the fact that i'm back in the gray skin & horns building is very funny to me 😭 -🐍

LMAO I do wonder like. How many people who have original ghoul designs were homestuck fans. Oddly enough I feel like my designs are the closest to being outright homestuck-esqe that ive seen in a while and I was never a homestuck guy. My partner was but jfjfj

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fatcopia · 15 hours ago

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Good morning i woke up insane, so i present this for your consideration: Phantom pinned between Aether and Omega, the two bigger ghouls' stomachs squishing again Phantom's back and stomach while they tell him how nice and big he's going to be someday. Aether telling Phantom that he'll make sure to keep him well fed so Phantom stays on track to be a big boy. Idk how you see all of their heights in comparison to each other, but I think this could only be improved by Phantom's face being buried in one of the bigger ghoul's sweaty tits while all of this is happening <3

- @sacred-coffin

OOOOOOOOOH MY GOD.... oiuhghg.. I absolutely see Phantom as a short little guy (for now) so he'd be just DROWNING in much bigger quint boobies. This shit has me sweating fr

I loooove bigger feeders like. Threatening to make their teeny skinny little feedee bigger than they are 🥴 Omega behind him gripping his boney shoulders and Aeth in front of him grabbing the back of his neck and shoving his face in his tits threatening to grow Phantom twice as big as either of them.

Talking about how the rest of the pack would hardly recognize him, hes gotten so big and strong. Phantom huffing big ghoul sweat and pheromones humping against one of their big muscled thighs... yeagh... promising he'll be so good and eat everything he's given so he can make his bigger quintessence ghouls proud... he can barely breathe between all his oxygen being replaced with hot sweaty ghoul hormones and getting his ribs squished between these two

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fatcopia · 22 hours ago

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Scheduled Afternoon reblog because I accidentally posted this at 4am LOL

The ghouls!!!

I'll be drawing the ghoulettes next!

Some hcs under the cut, some NSFW (op is a fetish/nsfw blog please be advised!!)

General:

-They dont really *have* genders/sexes in the human way but ones that live on earth and adopt human traits do generally present masc or fem or both or neither etc etc. They're shapeshifters too so its really fluid overall. This is my horny author way of going "anybody can have whatever junk is best for the time and anybody can get pregnant"

-Theyre shape shifters but they do have like a limit to that. Like theyre not gonna turn into animals or objects but they can change things about their appearances.

-Fire ghouls are generally leaders of their packs with serious demeanors.

-Quints all have a white streak in their hair and are generally caretakers of their packs, ranges from parental, to brotherly/sisterly, to body guard-like.

-Multis are simultaneously "combos" of other elements and their own thing. They're the least frequent type of ghoul. They can have multiples of body parts but its generally smaller parts (i.e. multiple eyes, horns, tail tips, but its exceptionally rare for them to have multiple sets of arms, legs, full 2nd tails, or heads or something)

-Multi ghouls are the rarest type of ghoul but end up in the modern band lineup the most for their versatile musical abilities and their beautiful voices :)

-Earth ghouls are the only ones that have "fur" to me, but its not long or anything. Its a very velvety soft peach fuzz that covers their body. It makes them slightly waterproof. The other elements have normal body hair patterns and textures.

-Earth ghouls can be inclined more towards plants or more towards rocks. Some are purely planty and love gardens and tea making, some are purely rocky and love crystals and hiking.

-Water ghouls are smooth like sharks and tend to have big floppy ears and tails that function like fins would. Genitalia can be more mammalian or more tentacle like depending on whatevers hottest to me at the time.

-Ghouls mostly wear monochrome colors, primarily black or grey

-There are exceptions to literally everything I said these are all just stereotypes and what's "typical" of a given element

-I AM A HORNS AND TAIL PIERCINGS BELIEVER

(Side note genuinely can you guys believe i was never ever a homestuck fan. You'd think I was with this design pattern of "Grey, color coded, only wears black, unique horn shapes".)

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Dew

Arthritic, uses a cane sometimes especially after breaking his foot and especially if its cold outside

3rd oldest (behind Aether and Mountain). Was summoned in the 1800s. Doesn't remember what he originally did.

Very classic cartoon devil shapes to his features i.e. short pointed horns, arrow shaped tail, a mustache he occasionally styles, sharp cheekbones, etc

Falls into "pack leader fire" stereotype. Big tsundere also. Pretends to be annoyed with his pack but would be so lost without them.

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Phantom

His "caretaker" type as a Quint is more akin to brotherly versus parental

Youngest. Summoned in the 2010s as a guitar tech and took over Aether's role after his retirement.

Hypermobile, uses braces on his elbows, knees and fingers

Very small and skinny for a quintessence since he's still really young. Will grow up to be shaped more like Omega and Aether :)

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Rain

Most gender fluid of the "male" ghouls, presents androgynously

2nd youngest, summoned in the 2010s specifically to be the bass player during Copia's reign.

Secret troublemaker. Comes off as the calmest and most level headed but enables Phantom and Dew in their stupidity. Never gets in trouble for it because he's smarter than them and gets away with things.

His horn piercings were a gift from the girls for his summoning anniversary, theyre a long chain of sapphires and diamonds meant to look like rain over his head. Usually only worn for rituals.

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Swiss

Combo of earth and quintessence. Got the protective nature and white streak(s. Plural. Because multi) of a quint and a connection with crystals/rocks of an earth.

Changes his hair often! Generally likes to keep it long but loves to experiment.

Multiple horns and tail tips. When Phantom was first summoned the other ghouls would fuck with him and tell him Swiss had 2 dicks and 2 assholes. (Dicks thing was true. The assholes thing was not.)

4th oldest (behind Aether, Mountain, and Dew), summoned in the late 1960s as a ghoul writer. Wrote some stuff for Nihil that unfortunately never ended up on a studio recording. Left touring to go back to writing.

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Aether

His "caretaker" type as a quint is more parental

Excellent cook, hoards snacks in hidden locations to give them to other ghouls and papa on the spot. Did it very often on tour but the habit never left.

Oldest, was summoned a LOOOOONG time ago. Thousands of years old (he thinks. Hes lost track of time by this point.)

Ghouls dont have siblings but he and Omega consider eachother brothers.

Retired and went back to kitchen work, does some guitar tech stuff still as well.

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Mountain

Weird girl. Big giant round eyeballs like a scared deer that never seem to blink. Not based on a deer though. He's more like a goat if anything.

Half planty earth ghoul half rocky earth ghoul. Loves collecting rocks and crystals but also keeps plants.

His velvety earth ghoul fur is mostly on his ears. Dew used to rub the fur between his fingers to soothe himself when he was first summoned and still does when hes in distress.

2nd oldest right behind Aether, was summoned several hundreds of years ago for, you guessed it, landscaping.

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WHOOPS ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THE GHOUL ART THAT WAS SCHEDULED FOR TOMORROW why am I so bad at that god

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The ghouls!!!

I'll be drawing the ghoulettes next!

Some hcs under the cut, some NSFW (op is a fetish/nsfw blog please be advised!!)

General:

-Theyre shape shifters but they do have like a limit to that. Like theyre not gonna turn into animals or objects but they can change things about their appearances.

-Fire ghouls are generally leaders of their packs with serious demeanors.

-Quints all have a white streak in their hair and are generally caretakers of their packs, ranges from parental, to brotherly/sisterly, to body guard-like.

-Multi ghouls are the rarest type of ghoul but end up in the modern band lineup the most for their versatile musical abilities and their beautiful voices :)

-Earth ghouls can be inclined more towards plants or more towards rocks. Some are purely planty and love gardens and tea making, some are purely rocky and love crystals and hiking.

-Ghouls mostly wear monochrome colors, primarily black or grey

-There are exceptions to literally everything I said these are all just stereotypes and what's "typical" of a given element

-I AM A HORNS AND TAIL PIERCINGS BELIEVER

(Side note genuinely can you guys believe i was never ever a homestuck fan. You'd think I was with this design pattern of "Grey, color coded, only wears black, unique horn shapes".)

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Dew

Arthritic, uses a cane sometimes especially after breaking his foot and especially if its cold outside

3rd oldest (behind Aether and Mountain). Was summoned in the 1800s. Doesn't remember what he originally did.

Very classic cartoon devil shapes to his features i.e. short pointed horns, arrow shaped tail, a mustache he occasionally styles, sharp cheekbones, etc

Falls into "pack leader fire" stereotype. Big tsundere also. Pretends to be annoyed with his pack but would be so lost without them.

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Phantom

His "caretaker" type as a Quint is more akin to brotherly versus parental

Youngest. Summoned in the 2010s as a guitar tech and took over Aether's role after his retirement.

Hypermobile, uses braces on his elbows, knees and fingers

Very small and skinny for a quintessence since he's still really young. Will grow up to be shaped more like Omega and Aether :)

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Rain

Most gender fluid of the "male" ghouls, presents androgynously

2nd youngest, summoned in the 2010s specifically to be the bass player during Copia's reign.

His horn piercings were a gift from the girls for his summoning anniversary, theyre a long chain of sapphires and diamonds meant to look like rain over his head. Usually only worn for rituals.

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Swiss

Combo of earth and quintessence. Got the protective nature and white streak(s. Plural. Because multi) of a quint and a connection with crystals/rocks of an earth.

Changes his hair often! Generally likes to keep it long but loves to experiment.

Multiple horns and tail tips. When Phantom was first summoned the other ghouls would fuck with him and tell him Swiss had 2 dicks and 2 assholes. (Dicks thing was true. The assholes thing was not.)

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Aether

His "caretaker" type as a quint is more parental

Excellent cook, hoards snacks in hidden locations to give them to other ghouls and papa on the spot. Did it very often on tour but the habit never left.

Oldest, was summoned a LOOOOONG time ago. Thousands of years old (he thinks. Hes lost track of time by this point.)

Ghouls dont have siblings but he and Omega consider eachother brothers.

Retired and went back to kitchen work, does some guitar tech stuff still as well.

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Mountain

Weird girl. Big giant round eyeballs like a scared deer that never seem to blink. Not based on a deer though. He's more like a goat if anything.

Half planty earth ghoul half rocky earth ghoul. Loves collecting rocks and crystals but also keeps plants.

His velvety earth ghoul fur is mostly on his ears. Dew used to rub the fur between his fingers to soothe himself when he was first summoned and still does when hes in distress.

2nd oldest right behind Aether, was summoned several hundreds of years ago for, you guessed it, landscaping.

#the band ghost #ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #phantom ghoul #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #aether ghoul #mountain ghoul #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #ghost art #ghost band fanart #ghart #suggestive #in the headcanons section at least #the girls will be up next :)#ghost headcanons

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