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littlemissemeritus · 1 hour

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everytime someone draws copia without his tummy i die a little inside

#reblog if you agree #its seriously madening #make this boy pudgy #the band ghost #copia's talking shit ⸸#ghost band #papa copia #cardinal copia #tobias forge #ghesties #papa emeritus iv #cardi c

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littlemissemeritus · 3 hours

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polite request for a lil bit of breeding kink Cardi 🥺🫶🏻

(bonus points for him keeping his red cassock on, god I will cream)

about 1.5k words of exactly this. mdni. 18+. ao3 link.

The Cardinal touches the side of your neck with his thumb, stroking gently as he toys with the collar of your habit. He hums as your lips part and a soft sigh escapes them, his hand shifting down to the buttons holding you together. Cheeks are so flushed and you can’t bring yourself to speak. He tilts his head, a dangerous smile playing on his lips as one finger tugs at the top button, easily coming undone. You exhale slowly, getting goosebumps from how his hand slides inside your habit and inches down your chest, popping open the buttons as he goes.This is not how you thought this would go when he first approached you.

“Such smooth skin, tesoro.” Copia purrs and presses a kiss just below your earlobe as he cups your breast in his palm. You give a soft moan and press in closer to him, fists balling into his red cassock against his chest. The need is so strong, the ache between your legs nearly making your knees give out. He told you that you were chosen out of everyone to assist him in this important endeavor for the Ministry and he’s taken such care with you since you’ve accepted. He dips his head lower and nips at the skin where your neck and shoulder meet while he peels away the rest of your habit, letting it drop to the floor. You followed his instructions: you wore nothing underneath. Copia’s hands roam down your curves and grip onto your ass before traveling back up to pinch your nipples, his eyes tracing over your body.

“Lay back on the rug, per favore.” He whispers against your neck. You suck in a sharp breath and nod, pulling away from his soft cassock. Eyes settle on the rug in the center of the room: a pentagram rug. Did he have it specially made for this occasion? Or did he find it in a closet deep in the abbey? It’s soft beneath your bare feet. You lay on the rug, all too aware of how wet you are between your thighs, and keep yourself propped up on your elbows. He has his back to you for a few moments but when he turns you see the offering bowl in his hands.

“*O-oh.* Sorella, you are so perfect.” He’s breathlessly sweet as he kneels in front of you and dips a fingertip into the bowl. You’re burning up, the anticipation building inside you as you spread your legs further for him. The Cardinal’s gaze drops to your cunt and he groans deep in his throat, nearly forgetting the next step of his carefully planned ritual. He clears his throat and lifts his finger from the bowl to begin drawing sigils and symbols on your bare stomach that you barely remember from your studies. “*Nema*.” Copia whispers to himself and closes his eyes for a beat in silent prayer. Something about his extreme care in this situation has you nearly begging for him to fuck you now. He opens his eyes and they meet yours, a shy smile on his face as if he knows what you’re thinking.

“The Morningstar has shone his light on you and I see it, cara mia.” Copia hums as he toys with his cassock until he’s able to unzip his pants and free his already leaking cock. You chew on your lower lip and try to sink closer to him. He leans down and drifts his lips along your hip bone, hot kisses and nips up your stomach as he slot himself between your legs. “You were made for this.” His mouth reaches the curve of your breasts, his teeth dragging along the sensitive skin. Impatient. You need him *now*. A hand slips between you and grips his cock, angling it toward your slick entrance. Copia moans against your chest and bucks his hips, the head of his cock pressing inside you. Your arms loop around his shoulders and arch your back as he sinks himself deeper, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“I’m going to fill you up, sorella.” He hisses against you with a forceful thrust. And fill you he does, your walls stretching around him as your eyes flutter shut, mouth open in a silent moan. “Fill you up over and over again until we produce an heir. The savior of the Ministry.” Copia’s nose drifts up your neck, mouthing along your jaw as he curls his arms around you until he’s fully on top, hovering just above your lips. You’re still propped on your elbows but you lift one hand to brush your thumb along his sideburns and then rake your fingers through his soft brown hair. He sighs against your lips as they touch his, melting in a kiss and holding himself in place inside of you. He deepens the kiss as your body relax against him, guiding you on your back until you feel the soft carpet beneath you.

“How beautiful you’ll look while you’re carrying my child…” Copia growls and angles his hips forward to start a slow sensuous pace. You’re blissed out, panting into his mouth while your nails scratch against his scalp. Such expectations and importance has been placed upon you and it’s *overwhelming* but Copia’s words echo through your mind, giving you the confidence to truly indulge. Your heels dig into the back of his thighs and you move your body with his, bringing your hips up to meet each of his thrusts. Low growls and heavy breaths fill your ears, the soft fabric of his cassock sticks to the blood on your stomach, smearing it further along your body. Heat pools in your abdomen, muscles tense in your thighs as you wrap your legs around his waist.

“*In nomine Dei nostri Satanas Luciferi Excelsi.”* You choke the words out. A fire lights in the Cardinal’s eyes and his grip on you only tightens, trapping you against his body. He fucks into you with reckless abandon until you’re trembling from the sheer force of him slamming into you. Tears sting your cheeks as you cry out, nails digging into his hair to cling onto him. You think about how Copia is this sweet man with a towering presence in the ministry, a true passion for what he does and how he’s borderline animalistic. His face is back to being buried in the crook of your neck as your head tips back and your body arches into him.

“S-so fucking good, taking my cock while I breed you.” He moans against you, his fingers digging into your back. Your body is set alight by his words, eyes squeezing shut while you choke out a broken sob. Your walls flex and tense around his cock as you come hard, drawing an urgent groan from his lips. In a matter of seconds he’s flooding you with his seed, his thrusts becoming uneven and frantic until they slow to a stop. Haze settles over you as you blink away the tears in your eyes and relax against the plush carpet. Copia pants into your neck as his grip on you loosens. “Stay still, tesoro.” He holds himself inside you, plugging you up for a few more moments before carefully slipping out.

“We… we have to be sure that nothing is wasted.” He sits back on his heels and grabs you by the knees to push them to your chest. You hold your legs in place for him, face still flushed red. Copia’s eyes settle on your cunt, his gloved pointer finger circling your hole as he gathers any cum that has leaked out. You bite back a groan while he pushes it back inside you. Nothing can be wasted. You prop yourself back up on your elbows as he removes his finger, your legs extending with a crack of your knees. He starts to stroke along your hipbones, bringing you back down to Earth.

“*Nema*.” You give a breathy exhale. Lips twitch into a small smile as you finally focus on him, the messy hair and smudged paint, the look of sleepy satisfaction on his face.

“Ah… we will meet here later tonight for another session.” He wipes some of the sweat from his face, smearing the black paint around his eyes further. You nod, arousal already brewing inside you at the thought of him breeding you again. Copia offers a small smile and pulls you into his chest, his arms securely around you. “Thank you. Thank you for embarking on this unholy journey with me, sorella.” He presses a kiss to your temple.

“Lucifer has blessed us.”

#lucifer has blessed us with this fanfic !!!!!#guys im going insane #cardi?????#cardi with a breeding kink????#what did i do to deserve this #thank u satan x #reblogs ִ ࣪𖤐 #shameless reblog #cw breeding #cw pregnancy

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littlemissemeritus · 1 day

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im so mad majesty didnt get more votes :(( anyways!! cirice won, so we're now onto prequelle :3

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littlemissemeritus · 2 days

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sighhhhhh,,, thinking about copia and reader and how theyre so fucking in love with each other that it should be obvious but theyre too nervous to speak a word to each other so its just pathetic yearning in an endless cycle,,, sighhhhhh,,,

#AND I BLAME TUMBLR USER GRAVEHAGS FOR THIS #their curator series is so me #but anyway more silly rat man things haha #the band ghost #copia's talking shit ⸸#ghost band #papa copia #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #ghesties #cardi c

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littlemissemeritus · 2 days

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If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.

#aqua regia by sleep token #reblogs ִ ࣪𖤐

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littlemissemeritus · 2 days

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year zero, unsurprisingly, won the last one, so we're now onto meliora!!

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littlemissemeritus · 3 days

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imagine copia bringing u back all the boquets that people gave him while on tour,,, i would simply pass away

#hes so babygirl #the band ghost #copia's talking shit ⸸#papa copia #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #papa iv #copia my beloved #cardinal copia x gn reader #ghost band #copia x reader #copia x female reader

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littlemissemeritus · 4 days

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The feminine urge to write morally dubious porn

#posts that have 10k to me

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littlemissemeritus · 4 days

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thank u sm for the tag lala!!!

i think its pretty close to what i wear??? i want those egg earings tho theyre cool asf

no pressure tags!!: @honestlyhiswife, @littlemissclandestine, @ratchild666, @antichristual, @ehlle & anyone else who wants to join!! :))

dress up maker

I came across a fun maker and wanted to tag people~

link to maker (x) link to maker 2 (x)

Probably one of the most accurate ones I've made <3

Tagging (no pressure): @actuallysaiyan @lady-of-endless @karusenka @firstdivisiongirl @imjustabeanie @help-i-lost-my-sock @indydonuts @escenariosinfumables @bby-deerling @cinnbar-bun @rosydolly and anyone else who wants to join xoxo

#reblogs ִ ࣪𖤐 #i look so swag #lala ₊˚ෆ

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littlemissemeritus · 4 days

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oh lads i've set myself up for a WIN here

YES YES YES PLEASE >:333

no pressure tags!!: @honestlyhiswife, @littlemissclandestine, @ratchild666, @antichristual, @ehlle & anyone else who wants to join :))

Doing one of these but with my mutuals after seeing this image on my dash today!!

..Y'know he may be the god of war but.. I'm not mad. No, no not at all. :)

@xxgalacticambitionsxx @hatbox-apologist @ghostingyourass79 @kittieshauntedourfantasy @emerald194 @thatonerabbit @comical-icicle

#reblogs ִ ࣪𖤐 #i knew saving all those pictures would do something #cmere rat man #put a ring on it #husband reveal

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littlemissemeritus · 5 days

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nvm we know what hes been up to 💀

literally everybody at the minute im so worried hes gone 😥

#hes so silly #husband reveal #frfr #copia's talking shit ⸸#reblogs ִ ࣪𖤐

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littlemissemeritus · 6 days

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im unwell i caved the second it said the tickets were avaliable in my area and bought them 😋

#im the proud owner of 3 ghovie tickets #im literally shaking #the band ghost #copia's talking shit ⸸#ghost band #papa emeritus iv #tobias forge #rite here rite now #the ghovie #ghovie

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littlemissemeritus · 7 days

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tobias do u need me to hook u up with my hairdresser? tbh i'll do it myself for a dollar and an autograph

#BECAUSE WHAT IS THAT BOB #TOBIAUSSY PLEASE #cut it now or we (as a fandom) will shave you #B A L D #the band ghost #copia's talking shit ⸸#ghost band #tobias forge #ghesties

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littlemissemeritus · 7 days

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i'm not going to be responsible for my actions tomorrow i'm telling u this now

#the ghost movie #ghost band #the band ghost #copia's talking shit ⸸#papa copia #cardinal copia #tobias forge #rite here rite now #the ghovie #ghovie #ghost movie

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littlemissemeritus · 10 days

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𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. (𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞?) pairing; cardinal copia x gn!reader words; 1.4k warnings; none, except tooth rotting fluff!!

Copia was as elusive as a fox in the night. You'd hear tell of him from Terzo, casual conversation between him and a fawning Sister of Sin. Every Sibling was infatuated with the current frontman, and by some extent, you were too. He was kind, and funny and oh-so-sweet but your loyalties lay with a man you'd never even spoken to.

You saw him in the library like a terrified ghost in the dark, eyes widening as soon as he'd realised he was spotted. You watched him from afar when he took a stroll around the garden outside the church, pretending to be interested in your shoes when anyone looked your way. You observed him as he spoke with Terzo during lunch, shyly staring at him over the book you inevitably had clasped in your lace-clad hands. And, oh, how you wished he looked at you how he stared at the holy books of your faith. So engrossed and so focused, his gloved hands running along the yellowing pages of the tome with such care. How he ran his fingers through the flower bushes in the garden, twirling the roses round between his thumb and forefinger with meticulous interest. You so wished he looked at you like that. But, maybe you didn't know him as well as you claimed. You didn't notice the way his gaze lingered on you for just the extra second when you wished him a good morning. You didn't see the way he watched you when you were on cleaning duty, sweeping the hallway of the Ministry as you sang Terzo's songs so beautifully. And he felt the same way you did; why wouldn't you notice him? The both of you poor tortured souls stuck in an endless cycle of impending failure as neither took a step forward. Copia was convinced you found him odd, and you were convinced he thought you far too young and immature. When in actuality, the admiration that both of you had for one another was almost palpable. Almost. So, one fateful sunny day, when a devil from the pits of hell must've been looking up at both of you, you found him sitting, alone beside the waterfall at the centre of the garden. You obviously didn't believe in the existence of heaven, but that man looked like he just fell right out of it. His milky white eye catching the light just right so it shone like an opal, his whole prescense an unholy beacon of light in your life. And as usual, you spent so much time watching this alluring son of bitch do the most mundane task in the world, you forgot you had to walk at the same time. Your foot so gracefully colided with a pot of Primo's hydrangeas, making you stumble then land flat on your lovesick face. And oh, your cheeks began to burn at the thought Copia would see that... "Merda! Fratello, are you okay?" Copia's worried voice broke through your embarrassed thoughts as you heard him scramble to stand up to help you. You cringed, the fluster creeping up your neck as you tried to push yourself up again, his leather hand landing on your shoulder. Looking up at his anxious expression, eyebrows furrowed in concern as he offered his hand, you felt your heart twinge, cautiously taking it. "Sathanas, I'm so sorry, Cardinal, I'm so clumsy-" You shyly tried to explain, fingers dabbing at your nose that burnt with pain before his hand gently made contact with your already warm face, "You're bleeding, Fratello." "What?" You asked as you pulled your fingers away, internally frowning as the warmth of his palm left your cheek. Gaze swivelling down to your hand, your watery eyes widened with surprise at the blood smeared across your fingertips, "Oh, hell, that's going to leave a bruise..." "I have an, uhm, how do you say? Fazzoletto... ah, hankerchief!" He said hurriedly as he stuck his hand in his pocket before fishing out a dark square of fabric, holding it out to you, almost shyly. His expression was so innocent and caring it made your heart hurt, gently taking it from his grasp as you could barely suppress a smile, "And I'll walk you to the infirmary. If- If you want to."

Smiling sweetly at him, you pressed the velvety fabric to your smarting nose, looking up at him shyly. This was the longest you'd ever spoken to this man without either of you turning on your heel and immediately scurrying away, "I'd love you to." He grinned back, almost as if he didn't know how, like a toddler learning how to smile for the first time. It made your head swim and legs unsteady, which you could thankfully blame on your fall. And you could lean against his shoulder, body prickling with heat like the flames of Hell were licking at your skin. But, did you really think you were the only one struggling in this situation? Copia felt as if he was having a heart attack, his chest was that tight. Well, at least if he was going to die, he could die at the height of happiness with the Sibling of his dreams hanging off his arm so prettily. You were so effortlessly gorgeous to him; the way you styled your hair, the way you smiled, hell, the way you looked at him. As if there was nobody else worthing looking at. And in your eyes there wasn't. Clearing your throat, you two began to walk the winding path to the back door of the Ministry, in no rush whatsoever to get where you going. You tongue felt as if it was betraying you, almost swollen in your mouth as it wouldn't let any words fall past your lips. Finally, you managed to almost choke out a sentence, though you tried to make it seem casual, "So, uh- what were you doing back there?" "Ah, you know Star Wars, si? Well, they have books of them. I'm on, uh, the third one at the minute." He said as he gestured back to the novel that sat idly on the fountain rim. You nodded as he began to explain the plot of the book in meticilous detail, badly suppressing a smile as you watched him get so excited, "...And then obviously, Obi Wan is exiled, whereafter he takes, ah, what was her name? Oh, Padme, to Alderaan where she had Luke and Leia. "But, you've seen Star Wars, right? You've heard this all before." He said as he looked down at you which earned a sheepish giggle, making him raise a brow. "Sorry to, uh, break your heart, Cardinal- but, I've never seen it." You said slowly as you gave a contrite shrug, looking at your shoes as if they were interesting before gazing back up at him. This was the first time you'd ever seen him express so much emotion at something, genuinely baffled and almost betrayed at your admission. "Oh, mio Dio, il tesoro! How have you never seen it?" He exclaimed indignantly, shaking his head at you as you giggled shyly, Copia carefully opening the door for you as you skipped through and then waited for him on the other side. The infirmary was just in front of you both, Copia still muttering to himself about how insane it was that you'd never seen it. Then, he looked right at you, "Maybe I'll have to change that, yeah? We could watch it sometime." Your ears ring like somebody had just fired a gun beside your head, almost wondering if he really had said what he just said. He wanted to watch a movie with you? With you? Swallowing thickly, you collected your thoughts as you folded his hankerchief, pressing it back into his hand as you pushed yourself up on your toes to press a soft kiss to his warm cheek, "I'd love that." The Cardinal's face burned a dark red colour, eyes wide and jaw slack as his leather bound fingers gently pressed againt the spot where your lips had touched. Did that really just happen? Had you just really kissed him? His chest was tightening so hard again it hurt to breath, nodding wordlessly. You grinned shyly as you opened the door, gave him a coy wave before shutting it behind you. And that's when it dawned on you... he had called you honey.

a/n: thank u sm for reading!! please ask if u want to be added to a taglist!! i wanna say a HUGE thank you to @maxyboii527 for doing the art work for this fic AND proof reading, please go follow him hes so nice!! <333

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littlemissemeritus · 10 days

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alright, so con clavi con dio won the last one!!! now...

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littlemissemeritus · 11 days

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im going to do every ghost album, but we're starting with opus!!

#im gonna do epic research and find out ghumblrs fav ghost song #through polls #opus eponymous #ghost band #the band ghost #papa emeritus iv #ghost bc #ghost #ghost headcanons #ghost fanart #ghost fanfiction #ghost art #ghost fanfic

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