#but also Ifrit and Zeph are

[sageofthestarz]

Some sad kinda fucked Ifrit thoughts because I woke up and they came

Cw; Substance Abuse, Sex as a coping mechanism, and just kinda general sads.

Nothing graphic said but still putting those ^

Ifrit

Big, Strong, oh so stupid Ifrit.

That's what was thought of him. A muscle head who fucked hard, partied hard, and got fucked up without a care.

An easy fuck and go without connections, without having to stick around after sorta thing

That isn't who he was though.

This was all learned behavior because it's what got him the attention he craved, any sense of being useful, cared about even if it was only because his body was useful

He loved and hated every single second of every single hookup, high, and any other thing that got him out of his head

If he wasn't happy he wasn't useful, if he didn't stay the persona they all knew he wouldn't be liked, if she showed just how broken inside he truly was he'd lose everything and everyone he had, no matter how superficial he needed the attention

It didn't matter if it was a vicious cycle of regrets, and horrible sleepless night, bad highs and.. thoughts he shouldn't have. Couldn't have

It was all he had now

His pack was broken.

His pack hated him after he left.

He never bothered to try and reconnect, why would he.

Aether, Mountain, and Dew stayed with the band, Zephyr never spoke to him, Mist was long gone to be with the lake.

He couldn't bother any of them with this.

With him.

He left the pack, he left the band, that was his choice. He left the only people who cared about him and for what? To go and be whatever he was now?

Yes.

Even when he knew he could possibly rekindle something he didn't. Shoved those feelings down and shoved more substance down his throat.

He didn't deserve it.

Didn't deserve to have that happiness.

That comfort.

Ifrit used to be the most caring, lovable golden retriever there was.

Always following someone's trail, loving on them, and doing every favor he could

His pack loved him

He loved his pack

Now a days he's nothing more then an old dog owned by a family long since grown.

One that's waiting for the first excuse to be put down despite all the love it has left to give.

He thinks it's what he deserves.

A life of misery, and pain without comfort.

He watches his old pack in longing, the only happiness coming from seeing how happy and healthy they are

He'd do anything for them even now

He's so happy to see them thrive and love each other

Even if it also breaks his heart.

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Zephrit coffee shop AU ??? Anyone ???

"New costumer for you, 'Frit."

Ifrit looks up from the coffee he's making, shooting Ivy a suspicious look.

"Why aren't you taking their order ?"

Ivy holds out a pack of cigarette, waving it in the air as he unties his apron. His smirk immediately makes the hair at the back of Ifrit's neck stand.

"Smoke break. I'll be back soon, don't miss me too much !"

"Since when do you smoke-"

Too late, Ivy already disappeared behind the "employees only" door with an omnious cackle. Sighing as dread fills his nervous system, Ifrit straightens up, calls out the name scrawled in Ivy's barely legible handwritting on the cup, wincing when the girl who takes the latte from his hands corrects his pronounciation.

She visibly softens and waves it off the second she catches sight of his apologetic smile. Ivy calls it "their best publicity", that sparkling grin that never leaves people indifferent.

Once that's done, Ifrit saunters back toward the counter.

"Hi, what can I get you-"

He falters, blood rushing to his cheeks in an instant, words dying in his throat. There, leaning on a cane covered in stickers, hair held back in intricated braids tied together, wearing black slacks and a dress shirt to match it, is a familiar face, grey eyes widening in amused surprise when they meet Ifrit's.

The sight of this person makes phantom hands roam all over Ifrit's body, and oh, what a mistake it is to throw a quick glance at their lips - now Ifrit can recall their taste, the feeling of them on his. Fuck fuck fuck. Ifrit knows this person.

"Ifrit," they chuckle, and the man in question has no idea if they just read his nametag or remember the short, hurried conversation they had before getting each other off in a bar's dingy bathroom. Last night. Because Ifrit has the worst karma ever known to mankind.

Though he certainly hasn't forgotten the person's name.

"...Zephyr."

They hum, tilting their head, eyes crinkling in the corner. The first two buttons of their shirt are open, their sleeves rolled up to accomodate the pleasant weather, and Ifrit has to advert his eyes lest his thought take a lustful turn.

"Fancy seeing you here," Zephyr lilts, voice wrapping around Ifrit's brain just like it did last night, except today he doesn't even have the booze to blame for the way his knees immediately go a little weak at that.

"I...well, I work here," Ifrit blurts out, wincing the second the words are out of his mouth. Great. Where is his easy charm when he needs it ? Just like yesterday night, all of it vanishes once faced by Zephyr.

Leaning their forearms against the counter and lowering their voice to a teasing croon, smirk tucked in the corner of their mouth, they chuckle.

"I trust you got home safely last night then."

Oh Ifrit was not ready for such an easy acknowledgement of what happened the night before. In such a smooth voice too, shit Ifrit already misses feeling their skin on his. He's so fucked.

"Uh- I- yeah, Ivy drove me home."

Ivy. The little shit was there yesterday too, saw Ifrit excuse himself at Zephyr's arm...well, his newly developped smoking habits make sense now, at least.

Zephyr is smiling, but it's not mocking, more like endeared. Ifrit clears his throat, running a hand through his hair.

"I- uhm. Your order ?"

Stringing words together in a coeherent sentence has never been more difficult.

"Caramel macchiato, please. And, I suppose, your number would be nice, since I forgot to ask yesterday."

Ifrit resists the sudden urge to run around and jump with excitement. He's sure his smile threatens to rip his face in half with how wide it has become.

"That I can do. Be right back."

He rushes toward the back room under Zephyr's amused stare, letting the door fall shut behind him before he let out a strangled little noise of pure delight and allows himself to jump once or twice. Then he grabs a pen - there were some near the cups on the counter, but Ifrit really needed a moment to collect himself - and saunters back out, scribbling his number on an old receipe while starting the coffee machine. He checks twice to ensure he hasn't made any mistakes and the numbers are all neatly written, before handing it to Zephyr with a cheeky grin.

Their fingers overlap, purposefully if Zephyr's smirk is anything to go by, Ifrit's heart skipping a bit.

"Something on my face ?" they tease at Ifrit's blatant staring.

"Hard to keep my eyes in check with the outrageous knowledge that your forearms are bare," he hums in answer, pointedly checking Zephyr out. "Formal clothes suit you,"

They raise an eyebrow, cheeks tinged pink too, now.

"That so ? Should have known you'd like it. You have a thing for authority, don't you ?"

Ifrit nearly chokes on air, the memory of that same voice curling around the words "good boy" right in his ear making him feel dizzy.

He remembers the coffee just in time, using it as an excuse to turn away, hopefully hidding the worse of his blush. And if he draws a little heart while drizzling caramel in the cup, well, that's his problem.

Zephyr swipes their thumb across the back of Ifrit's hand when they take the cup handed to them, which has him holding back a honest-to-god squeal.

"Thank you, Ifrit. Expect a text from me, I'm not busy today," Zephyr smiles as they take their order to a nearby table.

Ifrit needs to scream, and is also wondering how he'll go through his shift feeling those grey eyes weight on his back.

"What the fuck are you doing, man ?"

Ivy's voice interrupts Ifrit's musing ; apparently he's been back from his break for a little while, now staring at Ifrit like he just said something incredibly stupid.

"What ?"

Ivy rolls his eyes, grabs Ifrit by the shoulders, and shakes him none-too-gently.

"They just told you they weren't busy, dumbass. Go sit with them ! Pebble came in early, he's in the back room, he'll cover for you, go !"

Ifrit catches a glimpse of a purple bruise on Ivy's neck then, half-hidden by his hair, which makes him snort.

"Came in early, mmh ? You ran into him during your...smoke break, V ?"

Ivy glares at him, pratically shoving him toward Zephyr's table.

"Shut up you cunt, go get 'em instead of pestering me."

Ifrit's still laughing when he drops in the seat facing Zephyr, stomach flipping under their intense stare.

He's never felt more alive.

[wrathofrats]

maybe something with aether/ifrit/zephyr?

Ur right I love them

Trans ifrit is making a return because I can and who is going to stop me.

Basically ifrit rides aethers face and also is hopelessly in love with zephyr

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Ifrits thighs tremble, feel like they’re on fire and could give at any moment. He can feel aethers hot breath on him and it’s enough to almost collapse him in the state he’s in. Fucked out and static on his mind he could barely even agree to another round but aethers sure if he didn’t get his mouth on him soon he might just die. Something drips down his thigh, probably a mixture of slick and aethers cum from just a couple minutes ago but he can’t bring himself to care when a rough tongue dives to chase it.

“Fucking sit” the ghoul below him growls before he’s pulled down roughly onto aethers face.

Its an immediate attack, an immediate overstimulation that causes his eyes to cross and a shaky whine to be ripped from him. Cunt basically fucked raw and sensitive being abused again by aethers tongue. Its borderline too much, but its much too delicious to say no. Not with the way aether is moaning into his clit like he could cum just from sucking on his little t dick. It’s a perfect little mouth full for aether, just long enough to suck on and tease to his hearts content, completely swollen with arousal.

“Eyes up wildfire” Zeph tips his chin up to look at them. “There you go sweetheart”

One day zephyr is going to kill him; he's almost sure of it. Just the pet names have him making even more of a mess of aethers face and god the view of them above him could really make him drool. Just their voice has him grinding down on aether for more.

Zephyr smiles down at him, his glazed over eyes barely able to maintain eye contact but god ifrit would do anything for even just the smallest amount of praise from them. Their long hair frames their face from where it’s fallen out of its bun from taking their own turn with ifrits pretty little body and ifrit is sure he could count every star just in zephyrs eyes. Even like this he can’t help but think about how beautiful he is.

“Open up ifrit” a drop of pre runs down their shaft and ifrit has to practically stop his own breathing to not immediately try and go after it. Zephyr taps the tip of his dick to ifrits spit shined lips, watches his tongue dart out to invite them in.

He’s always been a greedy thing, loves the attention he knows Zeph and whatever other ghoul zeph allows will no doubt bask him in.

Aether sucks particularly hard on his dick, grazes his teeth over the little nub which has ifrit almost falling off the bed, gasping and throwing his hands into aethers hair.

Zephyr strokes himself above him, let’s ifrit suck on their tip while they practically tease themself to attempt to align with aethers work, but with the way ifrits hips are moving they’re sure he won’t be long.

“Aethers got you real stupid doesn’t he? Just fucked the brain right out of you?” Zephyr teases, knows his fire ghoul is always weak to them treating him like this, like he’s stupid, nothing but a toy. Their thoughts are only confirmed by the fact that ifrit can barely even respond, a nod and some drool running from his mouth but that’s about it. Zeph starts stroking themself faster, the sight and sound of ifrit getting absolutely ruined almost enough to make them cum on its own.

“Sweet little thing aren’t you, bet you’re close aren’t you, gonna thank aether by cumming all over his face?”

Aether speeds up too, forces ifrit down harder and digs his nails into the soft meat of his waist and ifrit thinks he could scream with the stimulation. He can’t help but to rut his cunt down harder, so fucking close to the edge that he could cry.

“Cum with me wildfire” zephyr forces his head up to look at him by his hair. Ifrit sobs with his orgasm as Zeph cums thick and hot all over his lips and cheeks.

[eros-ghoulette]

does anyone want more ghoul tummy content? because my mind is running on it, but i can't put thoughts to words, and ig it would be a help to get a ghoul to write something to.

[starrrlytte]

best era <3

[skele-bunny]

Never shared these here, but I'm thinking about Zephrit again and their first time together and just.... Them.

Ifrit having to learn to be so careful with Zephyr as one wrong move can dislocate or hurt them. Something Ifrit never had to deal with before

Zephyr who relies on Ifrit just to FUNCTION. This ghoul who can easily mangle them and burn them to their core. But he never does. He's gentle, keeping his fangs and claws back just to curl around them

Both loyal and vicious

Always at Zephyr's feet for anything they want or need, and also baring his fangs and hackles raised at anyone that even thinks to hurt them

Also their first time! It was just a lil make out session until Zephyr put their hand up Ifrit's shirt, touching each toned part of his body before Ifrit moved them to his lap, kissing down their neck and rubbing at their sides. How his own hands went up their shirt only for Zeph to pull away

"What's wrong? Are you okay?—"

"Shh, you worry too much."

Just watching as Zephyr hesitates for a moment before removing their nasal tubes, and slips their shirt off. Leans back in and kisses a bit more rougher, pulls back and pants more than normal so Ifrit helps slip their tubes back in. Just staring before giggling at each other

Their positions changed where Ifrit is between their legs, taking his own shirt off and rolling his eyes as Zephyr makes a tiddy comment.

Pulling Zeph's sweats and boxers down to admire their cock. It's not big or small, but honestly Ifrit loves it either way. Leans down to lick, hearing that pretty gasp from Zeph before fully taking them in his mouth

Making his birdy taste their own cum as they kiss again before being maneuvered where Ifrit is holding them upright after a while with his own cock out, having fingered Zeph and making his birdy sing.

Ifrit bouncing Zephyr on him, chasing after both of their orgasms before Zephyr suddenly sinks their claws in him.

"Iffy— stop—"

And he does immediately, looking up and panting, but now freaked out as Zephyr is really pale, inhaling sharply and trying to breathe through their nasal tubes. How Ifrit carefully pulls out and puts Zeph against the headboard while looking at their tank nearby, seeing it's fine and now just trying to calm them down and take slow breaths

Eventually they get color back, and able to breathe besides wheezing. Just went to fast, is all. After a few moments, Zephyr pleading for it to continue, Ifrit pulling them back on their lap. It's SO gentle and slow, just staring into each other's eyes before Ifrit knots them. GOD it's so tender and loving

From then on its nice and slow with only small amounts of being rough, and in the future mainly relying on kinks when they need that roughness or dominance. Their pet play being a giant one, as Ifrit adores that dominance, Zephyr enjoying being in control. They love that all they have to do is beckon Ifrit and tell him what to do, such an eager and good dog for him.

Just tapping his cane against the floor to really get Ifrit's attention, the sound much too familiar from all the times he's been bent over Zephyr's lap and spanked with that exact same cane. Always happy to get on his knees for them, getting a hand underneath his chin to caress and bring his attention up.

"Such a good dog for me, Ifrit. Will you bark for me, hm?"

And who is he to deny.

[nosferatu-png]

Hello! You ship Zephrit right?? I’m genuinely curious as to how this ship came to be, I’ve been digging around and seeing some great art (including yours omg I love your art) is there like concert footage of Ifrit and Zephyr? (Bc Terzomega there is lots of on stage footage and stuff) Anyways, I would love if you could tell me more about zephrit!!

EEE I would love to talk about it!! I'm not sure the exact origins of it so I'm definitely gonna ramble a little (a lot) - but they did have a lot of fun things on stage together!

I do think part of it is just the overall closeness of the Popestar lineup, at least in my opinion. It definitely feels like a lot of other ships along the lines of "these two interacted and have a good energy together and I think they should kiss about it" HAHAHA

But honestly, Ifrit played around so much with everyone and did NOT let Zephyr fade into the background and I really do love that, especially when it's so hard to find good clips of keyboardists.. and Zeph was so lively, it helped that Ifrit was Right There for them to goof around with

Another factor might be that Ifrit and Zephyr were the only two ghouls who didn't move on in the lineup (aside from Ivy, who of course is nor mentioned enough because of how briefly he was there). We got to see Aether, Dew, and Mountain's relationships all evolve together while Zephyr and Ifrit are a little seperate from that, only being there for the year.

And bonus chronic pain/fatigue ghoul X excited heat pack ghoul

Digging in my Zeph Stash but I'm sure I have more and better stage moments hidden somewhere ^^ I am always willing to talk about anything Popestar ghouls, especially Zephyr related!! They're just a bit more difficult to find because there's really only so much recordings online from the era, especially ones that focus on anyone else *but* Terzo

(ALSO I'M SO GLAD U ENJOY MY LIL DOODLES💗🦇💗🦇💗)

‼️FLASH WARNING FOR THE GIF UNDER THE CUT‼️

[sentientgolfball]

Mushy May: Hand Holding + Let Me Take Care of You

surprise surprise it's more Zephrit. What can I say I love them, your honor. Also this is more let me take care of you than hand holding but it is still there

Word Count: 1606

Rain had been pounding against the stained glass windows of the Ministry all day. There hadn’t been a glimpse of sunlight from the time Zephyr woke. The intensity of the droplets would fluctuate, but it never stopped. The fireplaces were lit all throughout the ancient building in an attempt to keep warm. The spring weather has been lovely so far, but today was reminiscent of the chill that settles late in the year. 

Zephyr hated it. 

The storm gave them a surge of energy, sure, but what was the point when they still felt nothing but pain? They wanted nothing more than to dash outside with the air and water ghouls, let off a little elemental steam, but every joint in their body felt ready to pop with even the slightest of movements. They can’t help but think about how cruel it is that they were cursed with a body that crumbles in their element while gazing out the common room window. 

They watched the others in the courtyard; running and playing and letting out bursts of built-up elemental magick. They longed to join them. They watched Cumulus manipulate the clouds above. They could feel every time Cirrus used a gust of air to knock over one of the water ghouls. It stung like nothing else to not be out there. They were the one that showed her that trick. Their eyes drifted across the grounds, opting to focus on the little school of water ghouls. Rain was out there. They saw him with River, floating on their backs in the lake while the sky poured. A small part of Zephyr almost wished Rain wouldn’t have been with the others; a horrible hope that Rain would be aching just as much as they are. It makes them feel awful, they know Rain struggles just as much as they do, even so they can’t help it. Maybe they wouldn’t have felt so alone if he had been. 

They’re momentarily torn away from the depths of their mind when the heavy door to the ghoul den creaks open. A blast of warmth follows and Zephyr relaxes just a bit. 

“Hey birdie,” Ifrit’s deep voice calls. 

They don’t acknowledge him. Part of them is glad Ifrit showed up, he’d be able to quiet the voice in their head and the ache of their body. The other part wanted to wallow in their own misery, the air ghoul whose body is too broken to exist in their own damn element. What a waste. It’s amazing they weren’t just thrown back to the Pits when Cirrus and Cumulus were summoned. What use were they with two new air ghouls? 

“Come back to me Zeph.” 

They’re shaken out of their thoughts when a warm hand rests on their knees. Ifrit is crouched in front of them, body blocking their view of the courtyard. There’s a slight pinch between his eyebrows but the rest of his face is nothing but softness. Zephyr blinks slowly at him, pulling themselves into the present. They reach out to cup his cheek. Their movements are shaky and stiff and Ifrit sighs seeing the grimace flash across their face. 

He kisses their palm, “Have you eaten yet?” 

They shrug, humming noncommittally. Ifrit has told them time and time again he’s more than happy to help when they need it, still, Zephyr doesn’t want to admit they need it. It was their problem to deal with; they didn’t need to drag anyone else into it. Ifrit just sighs, kisses their palm again and stands. Before Zephyr knows what’s happening they’re being lifted. 

“Ifrit, what are you? Put me down!” 

“Not a chance birdie” he smiles at them “You and I both know sitting in that chair all day is going to make tomorrow worse.” 

He’s right. Zephyr knows he’s right. Sitting at the window, letting the cold seep into their body would only harm. Watching the other ghouls enjoy what they couldn’t would ruin their mood until it was warm and sunny again. But they wanted it. They wanted to have some semblance of connection to the other ghouls out absorbing their elements. Though even if they wanted to protest they couldn’t. Their legs ache too much to think about slinging them down and walking right back over to the window. The warmth radiating off of Ifrit didn’t help either. It was too enticing to stay in his hold, letting his fire soothe every ailment. 

Instead, they opted for hissing at him. Grumbling the entire walk from the common room to their shared bedroom. 

“Yeah I know I’m such an asshole” he teases. 

Once inside, Ifrit sits them down on the bed. He presses a loving kiss right between their horns before walking into the bathroom. Zephyr can see him sniffing at soaps and salts from their peripherals as the sound of running water fills the otherwise quiet room. Curse Ifrit and his caring nature. It’s hard to feel miserable when a big dumb fire ghoul won’t leave you be. 

“Bath is ready birdie!” He calls. 

Zephyr doesn’t stand. Doesn’t even look at him when Ifrit pops his head back into the bedroom. They have their cane they could make it the short distance to the bathroom, but they don’t. Stepping into that bath feels like giving up, giving in. Like they truly were admitting they couldn’t handle their own element. But Ifrit is a pillar of patience. He waits silently watching them until they sigh and nod ever so slightly. He rushes over to take their hand, helping them stand and walk to the bathroom. 

He digs around the cabinets for a bottle of shampoo while they get undressed. Zephyr can smell the fragrance emanating off the water and it is divine. The vanilla and lavender scent break down the fight in their body even more. Still they try to hold onto it, clinging to it like salvation. Even so, Zephyr dips a clawed toe into the water. They hiss, jumping just a little with how hot it is before sinking their whole foot into it. They step into the bath slowly, letting their body get acclimated to the change in temperature. They can’t help the groan that slips out when they’re fully submerged. 

Ifrit sits next to the rub, sleeves rolled up past his elbows. Zephyr flicks water at him with their tail. 

“Gonna have to try harder than that if you want me gone” he laughs “Let me wash your hair. Let me take care of you birdie.” 

“You’re an annoyance” There’s no real venom to their words. The hot water seeped everything out of them. 

They lean closer to him, letting him take their hair out of its bun. He runs his claws through it, careful not to tug on any tangles. He cups his hand over their eyes so he can wet their hair. He does his best to avoid soaking the feathers on their neck while he works. He presses another kiss to their forehead before uncapping the bottle and squinting some shampoo onto his hand. It's Zephyr’s favorite. The one that smells like lemongrass and rosemary. The one that reminds them of the day they fell in love with Ifrit. 

He scrubs their hair gently, claws scratching against their scalp. He takes his time with it until all the tension melts from their face and a crackling purr vibrates in their chest. 

“Love it when you sing for me birdie.” 

“Mmm mention it again and I’ll cut out your tongue.”

He laughs pressing a kiss to the corner of their mouth “You wouldn’t. You like my tongue too much.” 

Zephyr cracks open an eye to give him a questioning look. Ifrit smiles, leaning into rub their noses together before capturing them in a proper kiss. They break for just a moment before Zephyr leans forward to quickly peck him on the lips. They settle back into a comfortable silence as Ifrit washes the soap from their hair. Zephyr feels floaty by the time Ifrit pulls them from the tub. He dries them off, wrapping them up in a fluffy robe. 

Zephyr immediately goes to the bed to curl up under the thick blankets. Ifrit sends a quick text to Swiss first, asking him to bring dinner to their room whenever he’s done with it. He throws his phone onto the nightstand before crawling in behind Zephyr and pulling them tight against his chest. He lets his fire curl up to the surface, keeping warmth seeping into them for as long as they need. He traces the edge of their feathered ear, watching it twitch and flutter against the touch. 

He loves being able to see Zephyr like this. Relaxed and vulnerable. It makes his heart swell knowing he’s the one who they go soft for. 

“You’re staring” they state. 

“How can you even tell, you’re practically asleep.” 

“I can feel it.” 

“Can’t help it” he picks up one of their hands, lacing their fingers together. 

He brings their intertwined hands up to his lips, pressing kisses across Zephyr’s knuckles. With each little kiss, he pushes more warmth into them, soothing the aching joints of their fingers. He kisses the top of their hand before settling. He doesn’t let go though, keeping them together while he watches Zephyr fall asleep. He stays wrapped up with them until Swiss brings dinner. Even then he doesn’t move right away. He already knows every line, every feather and wrinkle of their face, even so he looks. Memorizing every single detail once again. Every time he gets to do this he falls in love all over again. 

[moth-apocalypse]

Having ideas for something and wanna draw it soon but my wrist is killing me so SHARING THE IDEAS !!

Anyways . Erm . Ghost farming game au .. like. Ghost stardew valley/fields of mistria:] (I used to be a big stardew fan+have been playing fields of mistria so its on the brain ..)

ANYWAYS ! What I think their roles would be in tje game :] (most of them are kinda split up by elements tbh ..)

Copia: town mayor!!! Technically elected mayor, but also the emeritus family has kinda been leading the town for ages

Omega/Aether/Phantom: doctors! Omega is the towns main doctor (think like, Harvey from stardew), Aethers his assistant, and phantom is being trained :]

Alpha/ifrit: blacksmiths of the town ... idk they just give the vibes .. dew sometimes tries to help, but can't stand just how hot it gets ;;

Swiss/aroura: owners of the town inn/bar ! They just seem like they'd be the type to be able to make a big fun environment:]

Rain/Dew: fishermen!! Dews *technically* retired, but stays in his little beachside house to help train Rain (who doesn't need training, but he knows Dew isn't happy to just retire normally)

Mountain: runs the neighboring farm :] think like Hayden from mistria/Marnie from stardew .. the other farm owner who loves animals:]

Zephyr/cirrus/cumulus: general store owners! Like dew, zeph is technically retired;; but just can't help but still want to help. Cirrus and Cumulus took over the store from zeph after their health declined, and the two always make sure to keep both the necessities and more fun things in stocks:] occasionally you can find little handmade trinkets on the shelves .. neither cirrus or Cumulus will admit to making them..

[everybodyshusband]

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4 for zephfrit?

FUCK YEAAHHH !!!!!! also i think this is me breaking my ifrit-writing viginity, so uhhh be kind <3

prompt four was "a kiss where it hurts" (576 words)

Ifrit groans tiredly as he rolls over towards his mate, arms reaching out to the side as he stretches his stiff muscles.

"Morning, dear," Zephyr chuckles from above as they do every morning. Ifrit will never stop insisting that it's weird the air ghoul wakes up early on the weekends to do the Saturday crossword puzzle in bed. "You slept alright?"

The fire ghoul groans again, electing to ignore his pillow in favour of resting his head on Zephyr's blanket-covered thigh. "Tiiiired," he whines, causing Zephyr to chuckle quietly again from behind their crossword.

"I'm not surprised," they muse. "You had a big day yesterday helping out in the greenhouses. You must be sore, Iffie."

"I ammmm," the fire ghoul complains sleepily, burrowing even further into his and Zephyr's blankets, drawing them up to his chin as he gets himself comfortable against to the air ghoul's side.

Zephyr's smile is not at all hidden by their newspaper but Ifrit decides to be polite—for once—and elects not to mention that the air ghoul is not as subtle as they think they are. "Do you want some of Ivy's tea? That always helps me when I'm full of aches and pains," they offer, adjusting one of their arms to drape across Ifrit's body and stroke his side gently.

Ifrit nods slowly. "Please?"

"Of course, dear. I'll message him to ask if he can make two cups and bring them in for us."

"Are you sore today as well?" Ifrit asks, raising his head ever so slightly to glance up at the air ghoul. "Oh shit, I didn't even ask," he realises. "How's all your, um... everything today, Zeph?"

They hum, tilting their head from side to side. "So-so. It isn't fantastic by any means," they admit. "But on the other hand, I've had much worse days than this."

"Poor baby..." Ifrit mumbles as he wraps his arms around Zephyr's waist prompting them to snort with laughter—and then groan in annoyance when they realise they've made an unwanted pen mark on their crossword paper. "Where does it hurt the most?"

Zephyr sighs. "Everywhere, as per usual."

Ifrit pouts, peppering soft kisses over every area of Zephyr's body he can reach—his right hip and... well that's about it really, but he maintains that it's the thought that counts. "That's no fun, baby."

"It's not," Zephyr admits, "but the tea will help, and it will help you too. Where are you hurting?"

Ifrit rolls over once again, groaning dramatically. "Everywhere, I'm dying, Zeph."

The air ghoul snorts, nodding along sarcastically. "I'm sure you are, Fritter."

"I am!" Ifrit cries out in mock indignation.

"Would you at least give me a concrete location for some of your sore muscles then, my love? I can't kiss your whole body better."

"You could try," Ifrit mumbles, rolling back over to re-latch onto the air ghoul like some kind of overly warm limpet.

Zephyr smiles agin. "Alright then." They gently pry one of the fire ghoul's hands from off of their waist and lift it up to their lips, looking down at Ifrit as they ghost their lips over each of his fingers.

"Oh," Ifrit breathes out, lifting his next arm up to Zephyr of his own accord.

"Now you're getting it, my dear," Zephyr teases, their words interspersed with gentle kisses to Ifrit's hand and arm. "You just relax and let me kiss some of the pain away until Ivy arrives with the tea."

[chuckyslivinghell]

Ifrit × Zephyr × Dewdrop

Chronic pain

Zephyr gets princess treatment because of his pain

He/they for Zephyr

He/him for ifrit and Dewdrop

It was a bad pain day for Zephyr, when he woke up he felt a dull, manageable pain in his hips and shrugged it off to do his chores.

He ate breakfast as usual, talking with Aether and Phantom about anything and everything and Aether already noticed that they were in pain.

"You're in pain, aren't you?" Aether asked softly, not wanting to make Zephyr uncomfortable but wanting to help.

"Don't worry, I manage. It's not that bad, just a dull pain." Zephyr answered with a small smile, trying to reassure him that they're okay. Aether nodded, not wanting to push the topic but he made a mental note to tell one of the fire Ghouls about it, that they can take off Zephyr if it gets too bad or at the end of the day.

While Zephyr did his chores the pain worsened and wandered down into his knees and up into his back. Around three to four hours later the pain was so bad that he had to go back to his room and lay down.

While they crossed the common room to get to his room, Ifrit saw him and noticed that Zephyr was limping. He quickly followed the air ghoul and knocked on the door with concern written on his face.

"Zeph, love, you're okay? I saw you limping and wanted to check up on you." The concern was visible in Ifrits voice, I was obvious that he really wanted to help Zephyr.

Zephyr was already laying in his bed, still in the uncomfortable uniform, "you can come in..." Zephyr said weakly, the pain obvious in his voice. Ifrit opened the door and his heart shattered when he saw Zephyr rolled in on his bed. The fire ghoul sits down next to them. "Want to change into more comfortable clothes, dear?" Ifrit asked his boyfriend, his hand combing through the long, white hair. Zephyr just nodded slightly and that was enough for Ifrit to help him change into comfortable clothes, careful not to make the pain worse.

Afterwards he sits down against the headboard and pulls Zephyr up to his chest, heating himself up and letting the warmth of his body work wonders against Zephyr's pain.

Ifrit massaged his hips, peppering the back of his neck and head with kisses.

Zephyr hums in appreciation, melting into Ifrit. "Thank you, darling" Zephyr said softly, feeling how the pain lessens.

A knock on the door disrupted them and Ifrit told whoever knocked to come in. In the doorway stands Dewdrop with a worried expression.

"Hey you two, Aether told me that I'd find you here." Dewdrop said softly. "Can I join you?"

"Of course, firefly." Zephyr smiled softly at the shorter fire ghoul and opened his arms for him. Dewdrop smiles at the nickname and carefully lays down on Zephyr, so he can also hold him. Dewdrop also kicks his body temperature up, to help with the pain.

"How about we watch a movie and relax for the rest of the day?" Ifrit asks the two smaller ghouls, already taking the remote in his hand and turning the tv on.

The other two ghouls nod in unison, Dewdrops hand softly rubbing up and down Zephyr's sides. Ifrit turns in a random movie, where he knows that everyone will like it. The three of them cuddle and watch the movie in silence until Zephyr speaks up again.

"Thank you, you two. You don't have to always help me with my pain." They say softly.

Both of the fire Ghouls reassure him that they love to help and that it's basically just cuddling to them. Afterwards the room fell silent again, the three of them just watching the movie.

[5lut4ghouls]

hEDS/hypermobile phantom (and how the pack helps him) hcs :3

An/// the old ghouls are still around the ministry in this, as well as pretty much any other ghost thing i write :33

♡︎ He doesn't understand that it's not normal to be in damn near constant pain/discomfort, Thinks that it's something that comes with every human body, so he doesn't tell the rest of the pack

♡︎ No point in alerting them of something they’re already aware of, right?

♡︎ Eventually he does offhandedly mention it and the rest of them are so confused and a tad concerned

♡︎ They don't understand it either, nothing like this was something that happened in the pit

♡︎ They all got really protective of him for a bit, constantly around him, growling at anyone that they didn't trust to be in his vicinity

♡︎ Copia is pretty much the only human allowed around him

♡︎ The older ghouls all just think they're being a tad protective over the new summon, not sure why, but they don’t pay too much attention to it

♡︎ Eventually they figure out that it's because they think phantom is dying or something and the others, mainly zephyr, have to explain that no, this is just something that can come with human bodies. Not entirely normal, also not abnormal.

♡︎ None of them really eased up with the protectiveness, they cant help it though, its instinct to protect hurt pack mates

♡︎ Just like how the older ghoul get particularly protective when zeph is in a flare up

♡︎ Sodo is usually phantom's go-to when it's a particularly bad pain day, he has no problem with laying on top of the quint for hours without complaint, using his body heat to soothe the aches

♡︎ And he isn't as big as the other fire ghouls, so phant doesn't suffocate

♡︎ Alpha and ifrit will give massages to the achy parts, they can't comfortably act like a heating pad though, would end up hurting phantom more

♡︎ Aether and omega use their magic to make him sleepy when the pain makes it difficult to fall asleep naturally, they always stay with him after he falls asleep too

♡︎ The water ghouls, mainly rain, swim around in the lake with him, it burns energy and isn't too tough on his joints

♡︎ He likes to take really long warm baths, the ghoulettes and copia usually join him so he's not in there alone for hours

♡︎ Swiss makes sure that he doesn't have to get out of bed if he doesnt wanna, will run around and get him literally whatever he wants

♡︎ Mountain always makes sure phantom has a proper stash of weed, he knows it helps numb the aches. Always makes sure its the good stuff too

♡︎ Phant always goes to zephyr when he feels like he’s too much of an inconvenience for the others. They want to play, roughhouse, and generally do things that he can’t always do.

♡︎ So he often finds himself crawling into zeph’s bed, curling into their chest. The one person he knows for a fact isn’t bothered by his pain.

♡︎ He likes to let the others doodle on his ace bandages, makes them more tolerable to wear

♡︎ He puts himself in really weird positions when his joints don't feel right, heavily confuses the others

♡︎ Also really likes small spaces/being compact, copia had to get a little cabinet just for phantom to curl up in

[wrathofrats]

Ifrit lays directly on top of zephyr when he has bad joint paint days to act like gods heaviest heated blanket.

Zeph complains the entire time that he’s too big but also will cry if ifrit gets up

[eros-ghoulette]

Zeph and Ifrit are just cuddling on the couch in the common room, tails intertwined. It's been raining the whole day, Zeph's joints hurting more than usual. Ifrit holds them, kicking up his heat, the purr he can't stop from rattling through his chest. His head is pounding because it often does when it rains, a steady reminder of his disability. He doesn't complain. Zeph seems to be as comfortable as possible in that state, and that's most important to Ifrit.

But Zeph knows about the headache; they know that Ifrit hasn't taken any painkillers in hours, and they can feel the discomfort in his tensing body. But they also don't want to get up, knowing that it would simply hurt. So they text Aether, asking if he can get the fireghoul something, and Aether of course does.

Ifrit has his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on the steady rain and the quiet voice coming from the TV, but he simply can't. The scar on his head makes it impossible to concentrate.

He opens his eyes when Aether enters the room, and the thankful look he offers the quintghoul as he hands him a glass of water and painkillers is reflected with a soft shake of Aether's head. He points at Zeph and leaves the two alone again.

And all Ifrit can do is to kiss their neck, their hair, and everything his lips can reach, because he loves them so much.

[bluravenite]

I would love to hear any little headcanons you have about the ghouls, perhaps thoughts about the different ghouls styles if that’s something you’ve thought about :)

I do have ideas for their style but it's something very abstract in my mind so I'mma try to explain it to the best of my abilities??

Dew: black band shirts ripped years and scrappy leather boots chains and jewelry.

Rain: flowy shirts, very frilly, fitted clothes, fitted pants and jeans, either flat sneakers or fancy boots, he often wears dresses too. And he has lots of simple pretty hats to keep the sun off his face.

Aether: dad. But fashionable? Lots of cardigans and vests, button up print short sleeve shirts, and cuffed slacks, with fancy mm but comfy flat shoes.

Mountain: he wears tank tops with layered solid color button up cotton short sleeves. Usually with some kind of cropped or cuffed pant or shorts. He also wears lots of open toed shoes, or flats sneakers on occasion. He can be a fancy boy though.

Phantom/aeon: he's low-key the dress up doll of everyone so he will wear frilly shirts or button ups, normal black tshirts, lose or fit pants, he cares more about looking nice in whatever he's wearing than what he is wearing, he also has nice shoes but prefers sneakers and likes being comfortable in his clothes.

Swiss: leather jackets, flannels, tank tops, tshirts that are too tight for his own good, muscle tanks, lose pants, sweatpants, nice shoes or sneakers depending on occasion. On hot summer days he wears open button up shirts with no undershirt, shorts and open toed sandals or something of the like.

Aurora: she's like the vampire goth girly, she will wear frilly blouses with big sleeves, puffy dresses and sheer fabrics and either Mary Jane's or demonia style boots. She's kinda like a Gothic academia and very mild pastel goth. If you ask her what her inspiration is, it would be Morticia Adams in her fashionable youth, before she became a fashionable milf ofc.

Cirrus: she's pretty laid back but likes to look nice, she will wear the fancy cocktail dresses and look so hot everyone wants to melt into the pits of hell. She wears fitted clothes and a sort of comfortable but polished style, you'll never see her in just one style of clothing though, she's kind of like a really well dressed hot millennial.

Cumulus: LOVES lives comfy stuff, anything that's like soft or cotton she loves wearing, so she will often have fluffy cute sweaters or pretty tops shiny tops she loves showing her skin but also being cozy so skirts, shorts and sweatpants or cute fitted pants are always the way, she also loves pretty flowy sundresses and cropped or flowy shirts. The ghoulettes spend HOURS helping her find just what she wants and making it fit perfectly just for her.

This is the main ghouls but!! Lmk if you want a part two with other ghouls like zeph, ifrit, alpha, cowbell, etc!!

[skele-bunny]

Nervous to ask this, but so you have any Omega/Zephyr/Ifrit content? Preferably spicy? 👉👈

Oh absolutely 👉👈 HEHEHE I fuckin love 👉👈

Had help from @hypnoneghoul with these!! Make sure to go give them love too. They're a wonderful person with amazing ideas! (READ SUNDOWN RN)

Zephyr is constantly sandwiched between these giant, big boobed guys constantly. Not only for Ifrit's warmth and Omega's quint for healing, but also because they adore being cock warmed by them both. (Also, is on the verge of smothering them in their sleep bc they snore loud AF!! And Zephyr is stuck between them and can't get up.... He's plotting revenge.)

Pet Play!! Owner Zephyr with two giant pups :D. Omega is constantly in a muzzle, harness, and bound behind his back. Sometimes even has to wear a cock ring. He won't stop biting, licking what he's not allowed yet, grabbing without permission, and even cumming without permission too.

Ifrit waits until Zephyr is gone so he can act up. Jumping up on the bed and couches, humping the pillows, dragging laundry out, and even nipping at Omega who can't do anything so he's just >:(.

Ohhh but such good puppies when they put their mind to it. Love getting their cocks stroked for a treat, sometimes they can even hump Zephyr if they were especially good! Nice and patient while working on Zeph so they feel pleasure, constant praise being received. Ohh they love knotting their master, such a rarity they're lucky to get!

They have sex in the tub/lake a LOT!! Super easy on Zephyr's joints and feels more free to move around and be put in different positions.

I've rambled about Zeph having a sex swing for when they can't sit up fully or lay flat, but Ifrit and Omega are big enough to be his support. At an angle on Omega's chest, Ifrit holding their waist delicately while still ruining them. Shout-out to your mates being accommodating during sex so they can break you how they want and not by your illness wjjsjd 💪

Ifrit has a piercing kink while being on the receiving end. Constantly edged the entire time until it leads up to the metal being pushed in and finally cumming from the action. Zeph delicately putting ribbons in the piercings, Omega corsetting him and pulling just to see the metal bending and Ifrit crying out.

Love bottoming for their tiny mate when he's able to. Zephyr just completely resting on their stomach/back while trying to move their hips to chase after pleasure. "I'm gonna cum, fuck, I-" and they're just encouraging them the entire time. "Go ahead, love. You make me feel so good. Such a darling you are."/"Give me your pups, come on... Knot me, please knot me."

Omega and Ifrit are rough when they want to be, but they're still little loversss... Holding Zephyr so sweetly, making sure they're okay as they're slowly rocking their hips into him. So many kisses and purrs, little touches meant for simple affections and admiration. They love their aftercare time, just smothering Zeph in kisses and cuddles, wiping them down feeling so intimate, whispering praises and compliments.