#Quintessence Ghouls

[puuuders]

Sigh… it’s 5 am right now… I stayed up so late drawing ghoul designs

Gonna do fire ghouls next. Yayayay

Also I know delta was briefly a quint ghoul but ehhhh

Same for dewdrop, I only see him as a fire ghoul 😭

[smoke-and-silver]

For the rut/heat requests: Dew's in heat, and the big boys are more than happy to help him out

- @ghoul-slime

An feverish Dew tries to ease some agitation with a cigarette but the quints swoop in to help instead

Part 3 FREE on Patreon

[forlorn-crows]

do you think quint ghouls can morph their magick in order to fuck themselves? mold the tendrils into shapes of fingers or a cock, but also benefit from the way in moves within their body?

[pandasleepy07]

In my mind water ghouls hate thunderstorms. Electricty and water don't mix. It's as simple at that. Quintessence ghouls either love the energy in the air or find it too much, the electricty dancing throught their veins. Earth ghouls like storms. The water feeds the plants and trees, making them happier which earth ghouls can feel. Air ghouls love the storms. They feel strongest during the high winds taht bring the storms in. Fire ghouls are 50/50. They love the lightning but aren't the biggest fans of the rain.

[captainenjolras]

I shared a little before but I have more thoughts so here’s some of my ghoul courting hcs!

Ghoul courting looks different among each species, but they overlap in a few areas- physical feats and the ability to provide being just two factors shared by all. Even then, they’re usually expressed in their own ways.

In regards to physical abilities, air ghouls lean more towards dances and agility. They’ll find opportunities to dance with whoever they’re interested in, showing off how graceful they are with their movements. For water ghouls, it’s all about speed. They’ll race each other underwater, seeing who can make the sharpest turns and ducks. Fire ghouls and earth are similar in the sense that they look to show physical strength. Earth ghouls tend show off just how strong they are by engaging in exercise involving heavy lifting. Sometimes, if two earth ghouls are in competition for a mate during a heat/rut and have no desire to share, they’ll lock horns similar to how bucks do. Meanwhile, fire ghouls engage in play fights/wrestling with their desired partner. Not only is it a display of their strength, but of their stamina. Quintessence ghouls, like air ghouls, tend to take a more artistic approach to showing their physicality. They court through dancing, as well as heavy lifting like earth ghouls. Additionally, they may build something for their desired mate- this can be a show of physical strength if their gift is larger, as well as emotional strength, as each gift it tailored specifically to the individual’s likes, sort of a way of saying “hey, I pay attention when you talk.”

In regards to providing, it truly varies from ghoul to ghoul. Some ghouls are herbivores, some omnivores, some carnivores. Air and earth ghouls tend to invite their person of interest to come hunt/gather with them, separate from everyone else. Water, fire, and quintessence ghouls will go out on their own and bring back their most impressive find, be it size or amount, to impress their potential mate. If they succeed with the impressment the first few times, they will then invite the other to come join them while hunting.

In regards to multi ghouls, they partake in different rituals depending on their heritage, with the most dominant element usually taking the forefront. Transition ghouls will mainly court with their current elemental traits, though some will engage in what they can of their previous element.

Courting can be done between species and for numerous reasons (a partner for heats/ruts, committed relationships, general interest, etc..). Ghouls may court and be courted by more than one individual at once, though some are prone to jealousy and thus may end up competing with one another.

[a-hearts-a-heavy-burden]

Ahem ... *Taps imaginary mic*

Is this thing on?? *Loud feedback*

..... Ok umm....

Aether Ghoul would LOVE Phantom Ghoul so much and he'd be so tender and soft with him. You can't change my mind.

Look at them and tell me Aether wouldn't be so soft with the baby ghoul

[sulphur-ghoul-666]

Aeth study~

[ghoulonthemoon]

Btw when I do incorrect quotes and colour the names, this is the key

Fire ghouls

Multi ghouls

Earth ghouls

Water ghouls

Quintessence ghouls

Air ghouls

Primo

Secondo

Terzo

Copia

Perpetua

Nihil

Sister Imperator

[nastylittleghouls]

Querencia

Relationship(s): Aether/Aeon

Rating: Explicit 

Words: about 1.6k (One day I’ll be able to write something small but today is not that day) 

Summary: It’s still difficult for him to stay quiet and unmoving, so unlike his nature. To not react without prompting to how Aether looks at him from time to time, over the rim of his glasses, appraising. Promising. Sometimes telling him to stretch out his legs or get his pillow with a gentle nudge of quintessence.

or

Aeon just wants to be Aether's good boy

Tags and warnings:  D/s dynamics, pre-negotiated scene, face fucking, Aeon being a good boy and a fiend for Aether’s monster dick, a tiny smidgen of angst- blink and you might miss it. Implied quintosis, a little bit of mean!Aether and orgasm denial. That's about it I think 

Notes: This is the result of @a-hearts-a-heavy-burden and me losing our minds about Aether pleasuring his guitar and ending with how willingly Phantom/Aeon would get on his knees for the big quint. It took a bit of a different direction than I thought but I am not mad about it. Unbeta'ed.

AO3 link for the so-inclined (Aeon is called Phantom there)

Querencia: The place where one's strength is drawn from; where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self.

Aeon slips into Aether’s office while he’s making his ward round. He knows the basics by now. Had watched longingly how Dewdrop knelt at Aether’s feet. And Aether, ever the observant one, had taken him under his wing with a loving but firm hand while Aeon had hung onto every word, every touch like the air he needed to breathe. 

Take off your clothes. Fold them neatly and put them on the chair. On your knees. Head bowed. Hands on thighs, unless other instructions are given.  Be seen but not be heard. 

He had felt like he had found another purpose in Aether’s pride. 

It’s still difficult for him to stay quiet and unmoving so unlike his nature. To not react without prompting to how Aether looks at him from time to time over the rim of his glasses, appraising. Promising. Sometimes telling him to stretch out his legs or get his pillow with a gentle nudge of quintessence. 

The way people come and go. Either treating him like he isn't right there, naked, rock hard, and leaking a puddle on the floor, only stealing looks at him. Or partaking if Aether allows it. 

Like Swiss dropping by to discuss plans with Aether, his hands casually wandering over Aeon’s upper body with teasing caresses over his neck and tweaking his nipples as he talks. Or Dew nudging the tip of his boot under his balls, making Aeon’s sensitive cock slide over the leather just so as he leans over the desk to pull Aether into a heated kiss. Tempting him to seek friction at the display in front of him and testing his obedience. No doubt hoping he’ll fail as Dew enjoys seeing him punished as much as he enjoys being part of the aftercare. 

He hopes he’ll be spared by visitors today. He selfishly wants Aether for himself, wants to be good only for him. 

The door opens and Aether finally returns. If he‘s surprised to find Aeon here again so soon he doesn‘t let it show. The spade of his tail drags fleetingly over Aeon's spine as he passes to get to his desk, making him arch up, and ends with a playful slap on his ass. That’s his greeting, his acceptance of Aeon‘s servitude. 

Aeon breathes the air with Aether’s renewed scent in deeply, then curls his tail around himself and waits. Let’s himself thrive in the simple but meaningful act of kneeling in Aether‘s presence, for Aether, ready to dedicate his body to him to ease his stress level and make the crease between his eyebrows vanish. The thought makes him glance at Aether‘s cock, laying against his thigh under the loose scrubs, moving enticingly when he shifts his leg. The things he would give to have that long thickness filling him already.  Stretching him impossibly wide, the ache, the taste… 

They both need each other, Aeon‘s sure of it. 

When Aether finally beckons him over, his body excitedly rises upwards, one alredy foot on the floor, about to push him upwards and he instantly knows he fucked up. He bites back a frustrated whine and lowers himself back down. Apologizing and hoping Aether won’t punish him for it. 

Aether just sighs with a hint of disappointment.

“Go on. Try again”.

Relieved that Aether feels gracious today, his voice having that certain cloying tone, Aeon rises again, properly only onto his stiff knees this time, and crawls over to Aether. His cock bobs in front of him, dripping all over the floor as he moves, giving Aether a good view of him. He wants to preen under his gaze.   

Aether’s large hands greet him when he settles again, stroking Aeon’s beaming face as he smiles down at him. The smaller ghoul nuzzles into the touch, kisses Aether’s rings reverently. Tries to wriggle his tongue under them to taste his sweat, and licks at the pad of his fingers where the ink has stained them. His eyes never leave Aether’s face, looking at him like he’s one of the seven princes of hell himself. 

„Such a sweet boy. Kneeling so prettily for me. You wanna help me relax, don‘t you? ” 

Aeon shivers at the praise before he nods fervently, eyes wide and glassy, whispering a “yes, sir. Please” and letting his mouth drop open and his tongue roll out in invitation, eager to be of use. Aether strokes his cock leisurely, pleased with the way Aeon offers himself and follows his every movement. Every word. Attention fully on him. Like it should be.

“Hands behind your back, grip your wrists. If you let go, I’ll stop. Understand?” 

Aeon nods again, shifting to do as he is told. Curling his fingers around his wrists as tight as he’d want his cuffs to be, digging into the finger-shaped bruises already on his skin. The feeling forces him to take a deep breath. 

It's a slow and intentional thing when Aether squeezes his cock from root to tip, forcing pre to pool in the slit. He shifts forward and drags the head of his cock over the smaller Quint's tongue with a small moan, Aeon's eyes rolling into the back of his head when the taste hits, a reedy whimper escaping his throat. A high-strung please is pressed into Aether’s mind along with it. 

Fingers fisted in Aeon's hair, Aether uses his grip to feed the little ghoul his cock, slides in until there’s no more for Aeon to take and then just holds him there.  Lets the tip rest at the back of his throat, groaning approvingly when he feels Aeon swallow around him, body going slack at the weight, at the way he can feel every single bar of his Jacobs ladder sitting on his tongue, how it fills his whole mouth and stretches his lips wide. His mind goes pleasantly hazy, everything narrowing down to Aether and pleasing him. Helping him destress. Being useful. Nothing else. 

Aether pulls him off, only to instantly push him back down and press in deep again, not letting him draw a full breath. Saliva drips messily over Aeon's chin and onto his chest as Aether uses him, fucks Aeon’s mouth in deep strokes, his sounds of pleasure washing over Aeon like warm summer rain. The small Quint’s hungry little whines and moans fill the room, slender hips hump the empty air in a desperate search of friction he’s not allowed. Drawing quick little breaths whenever Aether pulls his cock out just enough that air can flow and flushing hotly at the loud wet squelching noises he’s sure everyone can hear every time Aether pushes back in.   

„Lucifer, your pretty mouth. Made to be ruined”

The praise has Aeon tonguing at the metal adorning Aether’s cock, doing his best with the little room he has. He just wants to give Aether more and show how grateful he is.  

“That’s good. Really fucking good. Such a sweet boy for me,” Aether breathes, head tipping back. His fingers tighten in Aeon’s hair, his thrusts get a little sloppier, just that little harder. Aeon keens, long and high, too far gone to notice that Dew’s name falls from Aether’s lips in the throes of pleasure, in between his praises.  It almost overwhelms him, his ruddy cock kicking hard between his legs. His tail curls around Aether‘s ankle, needing something to ground himself before he loses it.

Then Aether slides in deep again and comes, momentarily depriving him of the taste where he wants it the most, staying there until his cock’s done twitching.

It's wonderful.

Aether drags his cock out oh so slowly and leans back in his chair, breathing labored. He graciously lets Aeon follow and keep mouthing at him, catching what he couldn’t swallow with his tongue, watching the blissful face of the little ghoul as he enjoys his extra treat. He ponders how good Aeon’s mouth would feel struggling on his knot and his cock twitches, causing a delighted noise from the ghoul beneath him. 

Maybe later today. 

His fingers in Aeon’s hair loosen and his hand just rests affectionately at the back of his head, twirling the short strands around his fingers until he starts to soften and overstimulation sets in.

“That’s enough, little star”.

Aeon takes the cue and when Aether’s all clean and tucked back into his pants, Aeon rests his head on his thigh, gazing adoringly up at him with a hoarse sounding purr, still happily working his mouth around the ache in his jaw, the cum still swirling around in his mouth. His face is a mess of fluids, lips swollen and Aether makes a mental note to snap a photo for his collection

„Please, sir. Would you…“ Aeon sounds wrecked, his voice cracking then giving out. He swallows. 

“Hmm?” A Cheshire cat-like grin appears on Aether's face as he tips Aeon’s face up and offers his water bottle to him. Encouraging him to take a sip.  He knows exactly what’s coming. Or rather, what isn’t. 

“M..may I come, sir?” 

Aether makes a considering sound, reaches down to drag a fingertip over the length of Aeon's sensitive cock, then sucks it into his mouth. Aeon’s eyes widen, and a wounded sound that shows how close he is to coming leaves him, hips jerking forward in minuscule motions even after Aether’s touch is gone. He pants as his cock keeps throbbing and pre-cum drips in rivulets down the sides. 

“I think I’ll keep you like this for a while longer,” Aether says, then folds his hands behind his head and smirks. 

“Now lick your mess off of the floor.”

[sovaghoul]

Oh shit new Quint hc just dropped. Hear me out.

Their fingers are intrinsically tied to their power. And I'm not even talking nsfw.

Know how I know? Omega and Aether wear rings and Phantom tapes his fingers.

Hopefully there's more to come, I need to let this marinate.

[puuuders]

Quintessence ghouls get a black pupil when they are doing their stuff

[smoke-and-silver]

New sampler for those thinking about joining the Patreon 🖤

[cinkot]

A beach day quints! 🏖️

Close-ups under the cut!

[scarghoul]

This is what I imagine the quint ghoul's skin looks like. This is a picture of Earth when the sun doesn't hit it I believe and it's so pretty. Reminds me of the quints and how pretty they all are.

[lilypadlys]

Some quint ghoul headcanons on how they can use their powers beyond healing and medical application.

Omega: Omega’s quintessence manifests in telepathy and he’s a strong empath. Can fluidly use quintessence to open a two way mental communication stream with practically anyone, though it works better with people he’s close to. It was a useful skill when performing to help coordinate mid ritual with the other ghouls, Terzo, and the stage crew. Also a factor in how Omega and Terzo are so close. They’re very open and honest with each other.

Aether: What Aether originally thought was an exceptional ability to soothe those in distress is actually more of an ability to create a state of hypnosis with quintessence. While quintosis is practical in the medical setting to help patients relax or sleep in place of sedatives, Aether wouldn’t be a being from hell worth his salt if he didn’t find an application for sex as well.

Swiss: Only part quintessence so his skill with it is a bit weaker than a full quint but he still has a decent handle on it. In his case, his quintessence combines with his fire and air to allow him to glamour himself into smoke. He still remains corporeal, and instead manipulates the light to make himself appear invisible. The effect works best in shadows or smoke though. By the same combination of his elements, he can make sparks and flashes of light as well.

Phantom: Almost like Swiss, Phantom is skilled at complex glamors but instead of manipulating light, he’s actually working with matter. He can use this to change the state of his vessel at a more fundamental level. He can become much closer to non-corporeal as well as bring about tangible structures and sensations from quintessence.

Although they specialize in certain skills, they’ve all taught each other what they know so they’re all able to do each of these on some level. For example, Phantom’s better at quintosis than Swiss, but the multi ghoul is becoming pretty good at telepathy.

[dewdrops-whammy-bar]

Quint pussy tastes like when you lick the end of your phone charger. Send tweet.