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Hewlloww could you do the “a kink for every Papa” just with the ghouls? So a “kink for every ghoul?”

Have an amazing day you sweet human being. The papas love you <4

Decided to combine these two asks to make it easier on us because there's like thirty ghouls and we'd die if we tried this separately. there's a lot of color because i'm autistic and i deserve to color the post, that's a whole 30 ghouls. - rat

A kink for every Ghoul

CW: CNC for Chain.

Fire Ghouls

Alpha (he/him)

Alpha may not seem like it, but the threat of a knife in bed turns him on. The Fire Ghoul will fight you a bit, but just give in once he feels the bite of the blade in his skin. If you don’t slice him up like swiss cheese he won’t be happy.

Ifrit (he/him)

Ifrit has beautiful tits. Seriously, he’s about to bust out of that uniform of his. Because of those large tits... he is extremely fond of getting on his knees and letting someone fuck them. He loves fucking a nice pair of tits, sure…but it hits different when he’s the one covered in cum.

Sodo (he/him)

Sodo is a big enthusiast of making you bleed. It doesn't matter if it's with his teeth or claws. Obsessively eating you out on your period is also fair game. Just about anything that has to do with blood.

Blaze (he/him; Papa Nihil's Ghoul)

His name didn't come from nowhere. Blaze is a big fan of weed. And other drugs. Of course his favorite kind of sex is high sex. But, if you've got any aphrodisiac on hand, he's not gonna be fussy about that. He'll take it like a good boy.

Water Ghouls

Chain (it/ghoul)

Just by looking at it, you can tell that Chain is the kind of ghoul that loves CNC. Ghoul loves being the victim of it, or doing it to someone else. It prefers doing it to someone, though... It loves chasing you through the woods. Smelling your fear and excitement. Shoves you down and uses you as much as ghoul pleases.

Lake (he/him)

Lake might not seem like it at first, but he's actually surprisingly fond of making you squirm in pain. Biting, scratching, some light choking or using toys that will hurt you so good... Yup, you guessed it. Lake is a sadist. And a proud one, at that.

River (they/them)

They’re a whore. Plain and simple. Plenty of dirty dreams in that head of theirs... though they love when those dreams are made worse by someone fucking them in their sleep. Consensually, of course... enthusiastic consent, really. They return the favor as well... watching their partner wake up screaming in pleasure is always fun.

Cowbell (they/it)

They love seeing you in a blindfold. And other forms of sensory depravation, of course, but its favorite is taking your sight. They love watching you tremble and jump whenever it does anything. They loves seeing you squirm from the softest touches. After all, when you can't see, everything else is so much stronger.

Mist (he/she)

Tentacles, plain and simple. Fucking Mist is straight up monsterfucking, since he has tentacles coming out of her cunt. Wanna be egged with those tentacles of hers? All you have to do is ask and he'll stuff you full. Sleeping with Mist is an experience in itself. A rollercoaster of an experience, actually.

Rain (she/he/ve)

She's a very soft person in bed. He can get mean, yes, but ver preference is soft and loving. So soft and so loving, actually, that he wants you to cry from it. There's something so pretty in your tears that she can't resist overstimulating you just a little bit to see those tears again. Rain is definitely a dacryphiliac, though ve'll never admit it.

Storm (they/he; Papa Nihil's Ghoul)

Storm is generally very calm. That is, until they're in pain. Then he turns into a whimpering mess, begging for more, like a whore. C'mon. You know you wanna hurt them a little, don't you? Treat this masochistic slut the way he needs to be treated.

Earth Ghouls

Cliff (they/he)

Cliff is a very relaxed, pleasant dude. You'd think he'd be a nice, soft partner in bed, too, but in reality... They love having you tied up. Or cuffed, preferably. Just for a little, so he can rail you stupid enough to not be able to move in general. And then they take care of you, like the loving boyfriend that he is.

Pebble (he/him)

He doesn't really get bothered by his height, especially since it makes bottoming easier and Pebble is an absolute bottom. A cute one. He loves it when his partner (especially if it's the love of his life!) takes care of him. Certified pillow prince.

Ivy (he/xe)

Xe is likely the biggest fan of edging in the world. It's almost a necessity at this point. If it's a cock ring or just shoving him down and sucking him off until xe's whimpering so beautifully. Over and over. And over. Until those pretty eyes are overflowing with tears and just can't anymore.

Mountain (he/him)

Oh, such a innocent little lamb, isn't he? He just loves to be coaxed and taken by someone oh, so dangerous... loves to be corrupted. To be ruined. In both ways. He is the biggest squirmer. Will not stop moving until he's just too fucked out and too filthy. Ruin him and make this little lamb dirty.

Quake (they/them; Papa Nihil's Ghoul)

Quake is a very goofy, cheerful and energetic person, who very often just can't stay in one place for too long. That is, of course, unless you're on their lap, keeping their cock inside you. Then they just melt completely and stay put until you decide it's over. They will beg for just a few more minutes, though.

Air Ghouls

Eurus (they/she)

We all know she likes to stare. We've seen them in Year Zero and the studio recordings. Eurus loves to watch and stare. So of course, if you want to fuck someone else (which she's never opposed to, of course!), they'll request to watch. Won't even blink. She wants to see everything you do. Might jerk off in her seat as they observe their pretty darling railing someone else... or getting railed, preferably.

Zephyr (they/he)

Zephyr is possessive. Not just a little. They claim it’s instinct. However, nothing gets them riled up more than seeing the marks he left on your skin from your passionate late night sex. Though they get even more insistent on marking if someone else left their marks behind. Just as a reminder who you really belong to... and those bruises and bitemarks look so good on his lover.

Cirrus (she/ze)

Ze's a big enthusiast of using both her dick and her cunt (as well as mouth and those really well trained fingers) just to make you completely stupid. No matter what genitals you have, she'll fuck you brainless. And then ze's gonna coo at you, fawning over how cute you are when you're such a blabbering mess like that, and all of it just for her! Cirrus absolutely adores having you overstimulated.

Cumulus (she/her)

We all (well me) love her chest. So it's a very pleasant surprise to find out that they lactate with just a smallest bit of stimulation. If you really wanna drive her crazy, have your fingers or a strap inside her as you suck on her tits. Bonus points if you team up with Cirrus and then take care of our dearest Cumulus.

Tornado (ze/zir; Papa Nihil's Ghoul)

We can't talk about Air Ghouls and not have at least one of them mess around with your breathing abilities, now can we? Fortunately for us, Tornado loves breath play. Sometimes it's just a light squeeze. Sometimes you almost think this maniac will actually suffocate you. Ze knows your limits, though, so it never gets out of control. The thrill is a very nice bonus to fucking zir, though.

Quintessence Ghouls

Omega (he/him)

Look at him. Look at this huge motherfucker. Pretty much anyone is tiny compared to him. And he loves that. He loves seeing your stomach bulge when you're full of him. He loves seeing how you struggle to take as much of him as you can. He loves how your face ends up stuffed in his chest as you straddle him because of his stupid huge cock. The size kink is strong with this one.

Delta (they/it)

Delta admittedly jokes about their missing limbs. One of said jokes was how easy it’d be to tie it up... the day it goes from joke to reality? Oh they’re on cloud nine. Turns out it was very into doing shibari on others before the limb loss... turning the tables on them? Well... it has a very pleasant night tied up all pretty with nowhere to go.

Aether (he/him)

Listen. I've always said he's got arms made for hugging, hands made for choking and a cock made for warming. I stand by that. His hands look and feel like they were meant for your throat. And you love it. It's best while he's got you in a reverse cowgirl position in front of a mirror, riding yourself stupid as he lightly squeezes your throat. But he's not picky. As long as you let him choke you a little.

Phantom (he/they/xey/it)

Spiritually, Phantom is a bit like a puppy when it comes to excitement. He gets really excited and it shows. They usually show it through playful nibbles. But... you wanna know what absolutely makes xem lose its mind? Praise. Phantom can die happily after being praised for how good he's doing for you. Praise them and it'll do absolutely everything for you. Xey can probably be praised into a happy, tearful orgasm like this.

Chaos (he/she/they/it; Papa Nihil's Ghoul)

If you've read the Papa Nihil's Ghouls post, you know she was dragged around on a leash a few times. The issue is, he actually loved that and now they demand to be kept on a leash... So yup, that evolved into a pet play kink. It will bark at you completely unprovoked for completely no reason and will continue being a menace until you handle it. So there's a pet play and brat taming combo here.

Multi Ghoul

Swiss (he/xey/it)

This bitch. Bully it. Swiss loves being bullied and degraded. It always makes both xeir cunt and cock drip with pre-cum. Keep him on his knees. Keep xem on a leash. Mock it for being so fucking eager to be pretty much verbally abused. You can probably get xem to cum untouched if you're mean enough.

Phil (he/him)

Phil is not a kinky guy, honestly. He's just... very vanilla. If you're with him long enough, you finally get to hear him mumble out the word mommy... And you absolutely fucking lose it with him. You don't let him live it down, obviously. He gets absolutely flustered every time you use his mommy kink against him.

Sunshine (she/her)

Sunshine's favorite thing about having a penis is having it buried inside their partner (she especially likes people with cunts since it shows really nicely), having them in her lap in a reverse cowgirl position and just... watching it all in the mirror in front of you both. Obligatory bites while she's at it, of course.

Aurora (she/they/fae)

While she doesn't mind being a pillow princess when bottoming, faer absolutely favorite thing is disinterest. She loves playing with your body and then scoffing and telling you to keep quiet. They absolutely love having you ride their thigh or rutting against it while she does other things. Fae just absolutely adores when you get whiney and start pleading for just a bit of her attention, even if you know they'll shame and degrade you for it.

Alpha, Ifrit, River, Zephyr and Delta written by Death.

Sodo, Blaze, Lake, Rain, Mist, Storm, Cliff, Pebble, Quake, Eurus, Cirrus, Cumulus, Tornado, Omega, Aether, Chaos, Phantom, Swiss, Sunshine, Phil and Aurora by Nosferatu.

Chain, Cowbell, Ivy and Mountain written by Zenith/Jasper.

Edited by Nosferatu.

Taglist: @charlie-is-a-menace @copias-fluffy-asscheeks @randodummy @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @calliedion-dungeon @randominstake @callmeicaro @thecuriouss @dio-niisio @the-fem1n1ne-urge @mybotanicaldemise @igodownjustlikeholymary @natoncesaid @bloodmoon-bites @plaquerat

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prettylittledemonboy · 8 days

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(for @st-danger ♡)

D: u up?

Dew looks at the time and rethinks his phrasing.

D: not for sex reasons

S: aww

S: way to dash my hopes

Dew rolls his eyes, but doesn't bother hiding his smirk. Not like there's anyone around to see it.

S: yeah I'm up. Mount's snoring so loud I think the walls are vibrating.

Dew snickers at the empty room; it's rare that they ever get roomed alone on the road, and normally Dew enjoys it. Likes being able to boil himself in the shower and then sprawl out on a king sized bed with the air conditioner turned as cold as it'll go. Likes to put on a cheesy horror movie or cooking show to relax to and simply...exist in the liminal space hotel rooms provide. It's a singular feeling, once he doesn't usually mind during the hustle and bustle of tour cycles.

But tonight, for whatever reason, it just feels lonely.

D: i cant sleep

S: figured since it's 2am and you're texting me not for sex reasons

Another eyeroll. Dew curls up under the covers, brings his knees to his chest.

D: wanna come do the thing?

Minutes pass and Swiss doesn't reply, but eventually he reacts to the message with a thumbs up, and when he does Dew throws back the duvet to shuffle over to the door. He opens it before Swiss can even knock, and finds the other ghoul shirtless and baggy-eyed in the hall.

"You look like shit," they say in unison, and Dew snorts while he waves Swiss inside.

"Thanks for coming," he murmurs, weary. He flips both locks on the door and turns to find Swiss already crawling into his bed. "Just can't get to sleep, so I figured -"

"Shut up 'n get your skinny ass over here, Sparky," Swiss interrupts, patting the mattress beside him. "It's too fuckin' cold for you not to be here."

Dew doesn't argue, which is only proof of how worn he truly is. He shrugs off his ratty old sleep shirt on the way, tosses it onto the chair between the dresser and the window. Skin to skin is always best on nights like this.

He climbs back into bed without a word, fluffing up the pillows just right and schooching down to lay on his back. Swiss watches in silence, save for a rather large yawn. One Dew mirrors, helpless against its contagious nature.

"Anything on your mind?"

Dew pauses at the question. Considers. It's a fair concern - usually his sleepless nights come as a result of an overactive mind. Too many thoughts and nowhere to put them, overloaded with energy that has no outlet. Tonight, though,

"Nah," he replies, and even that sounds tired. "Just wanted company."

Swiss grins at him, teeth glinting in the yellow light provided by the bedside lamp. He leans over while Dew settles, plants a quick kiss on his cheek, and Dew can't help the fondness that bubbles up in his chest.

He's really tired.

Dew hums, opens his arms, and Swiss wastes no time it taking the place he always does when Dew asks for this. Scoots over to swing a leg over his narrow hips, pushing himself up on his knees so he can maneuver into just the right spot. Dew can't resist the siren call of his belly, reaching up to give it a soft squeeze. Swiss chuckles.

"Don't start that, I'll get all excited."

Dew huffs out a laugh, but Swiss makes a good point. He relents, letting the ghoul above him lean down onto his elbows. His golden eyes glimmer in the lamplight, and Dew can't help but move in for a quick, chaste kiss.

"Thanks for coming," he murmurs.

"Thanks for asking," Swiss rumbles, and then Dew finally gets what he wants.

Swiss rests on top of him like the most perfect weighted blanket, warm and heavy enough to knock some of the air from his lungs. He smells like rosemary and sage, like the cheap hotel soap Dew had sneered at on the bathroom counter. It suits Swiss, though, earthy and warm. The spice of his cologne hits him next, and Dew audibly groans when Swiss nuzzles into his neck. His stubble scratches sensitive skin, a familiar delight.

"Fuck, that's better," Dew manages, the words tight and quiet. Swiss hushes him, one large hand reaching back to grab at the covers. He pulls them up with a grunt, and together they tuck them around his shoulders. Warm and cozy and so very close. "Can you get the light?"

Swiss grumbles, worms an arm out of their cocoon to bat at the switch, but it's worth it when they're plunged into darkness. An added layer of comfort, one that only grows when Swiss' reaching hand comes to rest on the side of Dew's head. Thick fingers sink into golden strands, resting just behind his ear, and Dew really can't help the rusty purr that kicks up in his chest.

"I better not wake up to you fuckin' my thighs again," he warns, as playful as he can manage through the filter of exhaustion. Dew runs his nails along Swiss' spine, relishing the soft sigh it earns him.

"No promises," Swiss slurs, thick as molasses, and plants a wet kiss on the side of his throat. Dew makes a disgusted sound, but makes absolutely no effort to stop it.

They fall into silence after that, nothing but Swiss' gentle breathing and the hum of the a/c. Peaceful. The weight on his chest has Dew's eyelids drooping in a handful of minutes, and he has zero desire to fight it.

"Thank you," he whispers again, but Swiss is already fast asleep.

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