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sophiasharp · 10 months

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Magic Headcanons with the Papas

Part 4: Copia

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Glow-up of the century. Buckle up cause I have too many thoughts.

Had a very rough relationship with magic the majority of his life. It was clear early on that he had the same incredible power inside of him that his brothers have. If he had been given the same tutelage that they’d had, he would have been a fearsome caster indeed.

Unfortunately, since Imperator was still hiding his existence from his father, he was NOT given that same tutelage early on and, as a result, when he did eventually gain access to magic classes, he was a bit… stunted.

What should have come naturally to him instead came out awkward and disjointed. The majority of the time, his spells didn’t hold for very long or weren’t very strong. Where most of his peers could hold a fire in the palm of their hand, he could barely light a candle.

Every once in a while, though, a spell would come out too strong. To continue that candle analogy, for every 9 times that Copia couldn’t light a wick to safe his life, he would set a classroom on fire. That totally didn’t happen once and didn’t earn him the nickname Little Sparkie Sideburns, idk what you’re talking about.

As you can imagine, this led Copia to developing a sort of performance anxiety when it came to casting, which made his casting worse, which gave him more anxiety, and yeah it just kinda spiraled from there.

This did not stop his overall study of magic, however! Still having quite the fancy with it as a concept, he took to studying each type as much as he physically could in the form of books; just cause you can’t do it yourself doesn’t mean you have to give up entirely!

Became a walking encyclopedia for anything magic. Whenever Terzo had trouble understanding a certain aspect of a spell or ritual, Copia would be able to clear it up for him and help him practice. In return, Terzo helped him improve his own relationship with magic, away from judging eyes.

Over the years, he found a loophole to his skill issue: while his standalone manipulation of magic still fluctuated out of his control, casting spells as rituals would stable it out- something about having a set of clear instructions to follow in an exact order helped him focus.

As he got more confident in rituals, his standalone casting got better as well. It wasn’t quite where he wanted to be, but it was a vast improvement from where he was and he was proud of that. He was comfortable with himself.

Now, hypothetically, let’s say something drastic happened that could completely throw Copia’s carefully curated balance off. Say, oh I don’t know, the death of a loved one? Or three?

Yeah the sudden “passing” of all three of his brothers kinda sorta fucked him up a bit. Dude was completely incapable of casting a spell without causing massive damage for, like, the first three months after. Even his ritual casting was more unstable than it had ever been.

Lucky for him, he wasn’t asked to perform much magic since he was busy touring and writing a new album. The only real magic he was charged with was the summoning of the new ghouls for Ghost. Imperator and Nihil should consider themselves lucky that the only fuck-ups were a multi-ghoul and an extra air ghoulette, that could have gone a lot worse!

As luck would have it, however, his relationship with the band ghouls would be the best thing to happen to him. They all helped him reconnect with and handle his magic in a whole new way, giving him newfound confidence not only in his capabilities but in himself.

It was still a rocky road so to speak, especially with Nihil “#1 Copia Hater” Emeritus with them. Things came to a head while on the last leg and GOD I’d love to write that out but this is getting too long so long story short Copia snapped and for a second there he was right back where he started. However, again, he had his ghouls by his side to put him back together stronger than he’d been before.

Copia’s ascension as Papa was the final boost he needed to truly cement his newfound relationship with his magic. It was like a door that had been closed his entire life was finally opened. What used to be a struggle now came as easy as breathing. What’s more, all those years of studying in books translated astonishingly well once he had a handle on himself. As a result, while all of his brothers had one or maybe two types of magic that they specialized in, he’s equally good at all of them.

Having said that, he has found Abjuration and Transmutation to be the most satisfying to cast. Does he have much reason to use either of these magic types? No. Is it fun to turn Swiss into a speed demon and set him loose on the abbey to scare the daylights out of Nihil’s ghost? Fuck yeah it is.

Before his sudden power-up, his magic had the sound of crackling fire to it and looked like red dust or silt suspended in the air. After his spat with Nihil, however, his magic took on a completely different sensory quality. The crackling of fire was replaced with the the sound of shattering glass; the stronger the spell, the louder and longer the sound resonates. The aesthetic has changed to look like two metallic wires swirling around him: one gold and one blue.

#the band ghost #ghost the band #ghost band #band ghost #ghost bc #the band ghost headcanons #ghost headcanons #papa emeritus copia #papa emeritus VI #Papa Copia #Cardinal Copia #ghost papa VI #ghost cardinal copia #Sharp's Headcanons

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lonelybread69 · 8 months

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I always find it funny how different people can be on stage compared with real life, i obviously don't clame to know who Sodo is outside of ghost, far from it, but just seeng his interactions with fans, he looks like a genuinly kind and sweet person, and that, in comparison with the mean gremlin energy he gives on stage makes it all the better, it shows how talented they are not only as musicians but also has actors and entertainers.

That being said, please guys always be respectful, you will never really know the people you idolize or cheer for, enjoy the content they make and what they decide to share, and never cross the line, what they do and who they are outside of it is non of our buisnes, respect they bounderies and privacy and always be kind :)

I don't enjoy dooing disclamers but i fealt it was necessary, sorry, I just want to see them all happy.

#dewdrop ghost #ghost bc #the band ghost #sodo ghoul #sodo ghost #dewdrop ghoul #nameless ghouls #ghost fanart #ghesties #per eriksson #i did not mean for this to ghet heavy #i just love them so much #they deserve all the happiness #fan-art #papa emeritus iv #vi gallery #unmasked ghouls #shitghosting #ghost band fanart

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marsmokii · 9 months

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imagine you are a cool goth person who sticks to the dark rules and practice the dark arts just for your two brothers to end up being sexual deviants and absolutely deranged,, imagine the stress you are put through. this is about papa primo btw

#papa primo #nameless ghouls #ghost #the band ghost #ghost band #papa emeritus primo #ghost bc #papa secondo #papa terzo #papa nihil #papa vi #papa copia #papa emertius #papa emeritus iv #papa emeritus terzo #papa emeritus secondo

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can-of-pringles · 3 months

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Ship asks: Caitvi (Arcane), your favorite Star Wars ship, and Gambit/Rogue

(and if you want, no pressure... Silas/Copia and Alex/Madison? only if you want to though)

Thanks!

Caitvi

Ship It

What made you ship it?

I guess the show? Like it's pretty heavily implied. If not just canon.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

Hmm, I guess I like the slight opposites attract aspect. All of the cute moments in the show with them. Also, you can't go wrong with more wlw ships.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Not that I can think of. I don't really keep up with the Caitvi fandom.

It's hard to pick a favorite! Oh man... um...

Anidala

Ship It

What made you ship it?

Well, for one, it's a big part of the story as a whole, and two, I guess the angst maybe lol.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

The angst, the forbidden lovers trope, thinking about all the extra scenes that were cut that would've added more to their relationship :'), the way that it still feels like there were opportunities to fix this!

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Not so much on the ship itself, but how people talk about Padme's love for Anakin. Padme is not stupid. I don't think it was like she saw all the red flags and just decided to quickly ignore them and pretend they didn't exist. I think from her perspective she felt like she could genuinely help Anakin. She didn't want to give up on him. Her love feels unconditional to me. Sure, it wasn't the best choice maybe, he needed more help than she could give (plus the jedi), but characters are allowed to not make perfect decisions all the time... and anyway she wasn't completely wrong because later on he finally while dying wanted to be good again.

Rant over sorry.

Gambit/Rogue

Already answered here!

Silas x Copia

Ship It

What made you ship it?

Well, it's my ship lol.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

I love that Silas and Copia tend to balance each other out if that makes sense? I love the slow burn part lol. I love I guess how interesting it's been to write for the Ghost fandom. It's definitely different than other stuff I've done.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

No. That wouldn't really make sense I don't think lol.

Anyway this is you reading the fic:

Alex x Madison

Ship It

What made you ship it?

Well, it's your ship bestie how could I not lol.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

I like how much they support each other, I like the trust they've built, I like their dynamic.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

It's good that Madison's hair went mirror silver because two blonde people in a relationship is too much blondeness /lh

Send me a ship and I’ll answer three questions based on if I ship it or not

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onedaughterofman · 2 years

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About me and fic masterlist <3

Hi! I can speak English and Spanish. This is a +18 blog, so please DON'T follow/interact if you're underage.

Also, PLEASE DO NOT repost my works on ANY OTHER SITE. They are exactly where I want them to be.

Fics are under #my writing tag!

Fic masterlist under the cut!

In all the fics the reader is gender neutral, unless I say otherwise.

You, forever: Papa Emeritus IV x reader. Angst, a bit of horror. Evil! Copia. Antichrist! Copia. COMPLETED

Chapter I: Life eternal

Chapter II: Maternal slave

Chapter III: If you have ghost

Chapter IV: A funeral pyre

Chapter V: Kiss the goat under the spell

Chapter VI: Your friend Death

Chapter VII: Zenith interlude

Chapter VIII: Spawn of pure malevolence

Chapter IX: Waiting for the night

Chapter X: Dance Macabre

Chapter XI: Thank you, now go, go

Evil: Papa Emeritus III x reader. Rated T, some sexual innuendos.

Admirer: Aether ghoul x reader. Fluff. PART II

Hope: Aether ghoul x reader. Fluff.

Ritual: Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader x Nameless Ghoul (any of them). +18, adult content.

Sun: Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader. Fluff, comfort.

Premature burial: Mary Goore x reader. Rated T, a bit of horror.

Call me: Cardinal Copia x reader. +18, adult content.

Night: Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader. +18, adult content.

Ring: Cardinal Copia x reader. +18, adult content.

Sin: Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader. +18, adult content.

Bless me: Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader. +18, adult content.

Vampire Party: Young! Sister Imperator x reader. Rated T, vampirism.

Cold: Dew/Sodo/Fire Ghoul x reader. Rated T, some sexual innuendos.

Prime Mover: Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader. +18, adult content.

For me: Papa Emeritus III x reader. +18, adult content.

Dying tonight: Resurrected! Papa Emeritus III x reader. Angst.

Garments: Cardinal Copia x reader. +18, adult content.

Dance Macabre: Young! Sister Imperator x reader x Young! Papa Nihil. +18, adult content.

Goodnight, again: Young! Papa Nihil x reader. Fluff.

Rebirth: Vampire! Papa Emeritus x reader. Rated T. Mentions of injuries and blood. Vampirism.

Feisty: Nameless Ghoul (any of them) x reader. Rated M. Light adult content.

Binding ritual: Nameless Ghoulettes x reader. Fluff.

Untitled vignette: Papa Emeritus III x Omega Ghoul. Angst.

That classic "getting sold to" fic: Papa Emeritus IV x reader. Humor, crack fic.

Dark Waltz: Vampire! Papa Emeritus (any of them) x reader. Rated T.

Another bloody Mary: Mary Goore x Young! Nihil. Angst, crack ship.

Untitled vignette #2: Rain Ghoul x reader. Humor, bit of crack fic.

Ruin me: Nameless Ghoul x reader. +18, adult content.

Untitled vignette #3: Papa Emeritus III x Omega Ghoul. Angst.

Untitled vignette #5: Papa Emeritus IV x reader. +18, adult content.

Untitled vignette #6: Mary Goore x reader. Rated T, angst and emotional hurt/comfort.

Writing Sessions #1: Papa Emeritus IV x reader. Rated M, manipulative manwhore Copia, sexual innuendos.

Terzo x Omega scenario: Rated T, angst.

Writing Sessions #2: Papa Emeritus III headcanon. Angst, self esteem issues, depersonalization, imposter syndrome.

Writing Sessions #3: Cardinal Copia x reader. Rated M. Not explicit, but sexual themes. Fluff. Copia being weird and dumb.

Writing Sessions #4: Papa Emeritus II x reader. Rated T, sexual tension, age difference, Secondo being dark and handsome.

Writing Sessions #4 PART II: Papa Emeritus II x reader. +18, adult content.

Writing Sessions #5: Papa Emeritus III x Omega Ghoul. Angst.

Writing Sessions #6: Mary Goore x reader. Rated T, mostly fluff, some sexual tension. Blood (fake)

Writing Sessions #7: Papa Emeritus I x reader. +18, adult content.

Writing Sessions #8: Papa Emeritus I x reader. +18, adult content.

Writing Sessions #9: Papa Emeritus I x reader. +18 adult content.

Sacrifice me: Papa Emeritus x reader. +18 adult content.

PD: The Devil works hard but I'm sitting next to him chugging coffee like it's water.

Feel free to share this list with your Ghesties. Spread the word of the Lord!

#ghost band fanfiction #ghost band fanfic #ghost band #the band ghost #papa emeritus x reader #cardinal copia x reader #fic masterlist #ghost fanfic #papa emeritus iv x reader #papa emeritus iii x reader #papa emeritus ii x reader #young papa nihil #young sister imperator #mary goore #mary goore x reader #omega ghoul

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leezlelatch · 1 year

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Copia x Female Reader: A Conversation with Papa Emeritus Terzo

After the latch on the door clicks, Terzo drops heavily in the seat before Copia's desk. He moves to wearily scrub a hand down his face before remembering his papal paint with a quiet, "Ah," and a frustrated wave. The current reigning Papa, dressed opulently in his robes of purple and gold, looks very much his age as he sits bone-weary in the leather chair that appears to swallow him.

"That was unnecessary, you know?" Copia says, sitting down in his own chair behind his desk as he eyes Terzo warily. It is not uncommon to find his old friend in such a mood.

"Yes, yes, I know," Terzo sighs. "I apologize, Cardinale, but my flock expect it, do they not? Papa, the womanizer? Papa, the tease?"

Copia steeples his hands on the desktop, already shaking his head, "She does not."

Terzo merely scoffs, and the two men fall into silence. There is hardly a soul who knows the real Papa Emeritus Terzo. There is hardly a soul who remembers his actual name. It was a defense mechanism, in the beginning. Growing up an Emeritus, there is expectation, constant plotting, and just not being goddamn good enough. When you hate everything and everyone around you, be bolder, louder, encourage their ire, prove to them that you are the disappointment they think you are.

Until that is all you are.

"It's getting bad again, isn't it?" Copia asks gently. "You know you can talk-."

"I am fine, amico mio," Terzo said, staring blankly at his hands. "I am always fine. I am Papa."

"You don't have to pretend here," Copia sighs.

"And if I do not? What will they do? They already took the Ghost Project from me, perhaps it will be the papacy next. A fitting end to il fottuto terzo. And isn't that all I am good for?"

"You know I did not have a choice."

"Yes, but you wanted it. You cannot deny that Copia, I know you. You have ambition, and I cannot fault you that," Terzo's voice trails off as the two men stare at each other before he quietly adds, "And I do not blame you."

"You mean so much to this congregation than you think, caro amico." Copia says softly.

Terzo huffs a laugh, then sighs, "Perhaps I should listen to you more often, huh? You are smarter than me."

"Terzo-"

"No, no, I joke." Terzo waves his hands dismissively. "You tell me about your bella ragazza! I truly did not mean to interrupt il mio cardinale getting some action." He wiggles his eyebrows.

Copia's cheeks instantly erupt in a blush, his hands pulling his biretta off his head to nervously twist at the edges. His mouth opens, then closes, and then opens again to emit an anxious twitter.

"Copia, you sound like a car trying to start," Terzo laughs.

"She is," Copia swallows. "Very special to me."

"Uh-huh...?"

"We are friends."

Terzo leans back in his chair and rolls his eyes, "Friends do not almost kiss. Do I need to demonstrate? Show her how it is done?"

Copia's palm slams down on the wood of his desk, his eyes wide as he stares at the antipope before him, "You will do no such thing. You...you...le labbra del mio amato non sono le tue!"

"And they are yours? 'Friends' do not say such things, Cardinal."

Copia sighs and drops his head into his hands, breathing deeply a few moments before peeking at his friend through his fingers.

"I love her. I am in love with her. Oh, Papa...I am so in love with her," Copia raises his hands and they are shaking. "What do I do?"

"You tell her," Terzo says.

"It is not so simple!"

"Yes, it is."

Copia groans and lays his forehead on his desk, closing his eyes tightly. It isn't easy. You have so quickly become the only thing in his world that he so achingly yearns for. You are so important. He thinks about you before bed, and when he wakes. He thinks about what sweet would make your eyes light up, or what book he could read aloud to you during a quiet evening in the library. He thinks of you smiling at him, a secret one just for him, that makes him feel like he could be just as important.

You have consumed him.

"I can't mess this up," he whispers. "Losing her would destroy me, Terzo."

"Why do you think telling her would make you lose her?" Terzo asks, genuinely confused.

"Because!" Copia sits up, his eyes a little wild. "Look at me. Sono un vecchio patetico. Every time she walks into this office, I am...I am astounded that she wishes to spend time with me. That is all I can ask for."

Terzo leans forward, reaching across the desk to grab his friend's worried hands.

"You need to give her that choice, Copia. Do not take that from her, or you really will lose her."

Copia closes his eyes as they begin to shine with emotion, letting out a sigh that seems to come from deep within his bones. Could his heart break before it has a chance to be rejected? But Terzo is right. You sat on this very desk merely an hour before, gazing at him with what his foolish heart could only assume was affection. Your lips had nearly touched before Papa's unexpected arrival, and what after? He shivers remembering the way your body felt so close to his. Would you have...? Do you want him as desperately as he wants you?

"Maybe...I could use your advice, Papa. How do you tell a woman that she is your everything? The light of your life?"

Terzo makes a face, mumbling something about 'dramatic cardinals' before saying, "How about you ask her on a date first, si?"

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mardyart · 11 months

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Ok so what is the ghost band thing 👀 your art has always bewitched me body and soul and that stuff ur doing is so so so scrumptious and I need to know what it's from so I can spam reblog and kick my feet about it

OKAY OKAY SO!!! theres this band *twirls hair

They’re a swedish rock??? soft metal-ishh???? group with a heavy religious themes influence. The main singer is a masked pope (it’s the same guy but almost every album it’s by a different character/papa) and the musicians are also masked and are ghouls. One papa dies and another comes and the most recent one is cardinal copia now papa emeritus VI!

The music is SO good you’ll get addicted in a heartbeat i promise

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osiris-iii-bc · 9 months

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Kids temp (one-shot Copia x reader)

Today is IYRIN day BUT I’ve been on holiday last week and didn’t have time to define the last details of the VI chapter, which is 90% done so it should be a matter of days. In the meantime, I was looking at the pics of Copia from the Impera Box Set and thought how melancholic he looked in there… from there, me ending up writing a one-shot of a blow job was just a totally natural act.

Enjoy, this is my today’s contribution to the community 🌹

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Rating: Explicit / oral sex / nsfw

Words: 2089 (One shot)

Pairing: Papa Emeritus IV / Female Reader

Summary: You know he is going to have a day full of meetings and he had been working tirelessly on bureaucratic stuff for days. He must be so stressed, but you are there with only a cup of coffee to relieve his spirit. That can not be the only contribution you can offer to make him feel better, right?

AO3 / Wattpad

You knew, by the moment you set the bet with your sisters, that you were going to win it. And you really cannot wait for it to happen.

While walking toward his office, down the Ministry corridors, the only thing you can think of is how to act and what to say when you’ll be in his presence alone. You very rarely have the chance to spend time with him without dozens of people around and you are yet to understand which attitude is best to interact with him.

The coffee cup in the tray you carry trembles along with your unstable grip.

You pause. “Ok, now calm down.” You mentally say to yourself, closing your eyes for a moment, before stepping again through the quiet corridor.

You finally face the guard ghoul outside his office, raising the tray a bit to let him see. “His coffee.” You just say, and the ghoul just nods without a word.

You take a few seconds to knock at the large wooden door, hearing back a far “Come in.”

You do as commanded.

In the shadow, Copia’s silhouette starts to define itself at each step, revealing a middle age - yet very charming - man, hair elegantly slicked back, a decorated papal vestment and a simple skull face paint, that surprisingly does not look very scary.

You know he is going to have a day full of meetings and he had been working tirelessly on bureaucratic stuff for days. He must be so stressed, but you are there with only a cup of coffee to relieve his spirit. That can not be the only contribution you can offer to make him feel better, right?

You take your time to stare at him a bit more. You can read on his face a sense of melancholy and wisdom.

His expressive eyes finally notice you, granting you nothing more than a brief glance.

“Your Unholiness, your coffee…”

He just gestures for you to place it on the desk.

“You can leave it here, dear.” He quickly moves some of the papers he was focused on, to create some space for the cup, don’t bother looking at you. His movements have something clumsy, but you do as instructed, carefully leaving his coffee on the desk.

“…Kids temp.” You add with a little smile, standing there hoping to catch his attention.

“Thank you.” He briefly smiles back at you, nodding as if to give you permission to go.

You were told he was nothing like Terzo, who was hard to have around, making all your sisters nervous and shivering in excitement, especially when he was silent. Copia, on the other hand, had become progressively more quiet and dorky with time, inspiring more of a sense of tenderness, which awoke the desires of the large part of sisters and brothers with daddy issues of the Ministry. You joined right after he was promoted to the Papa, feeling safe and comfortable around him and his gentle ways from the beginning.

You feel you can dare to tease him a bit with no fear of consequences.

“Do you need anything?” He anticipates you, giving you a little hope of interaction.

“Yes, I was very interested in ancient spells lately, I was wondering if you store any interesting books about it here in your office.”

“There are plenty of books about ancient spells in the Ministry library, no need to search here. I’m sure you’ll find something interesting there.” He replies quietly.

“Well, can I see if I find something else of interest, here? Maybe a record, I’d like to hear new music.”

Copia gives you the tiniest smile, before lowering his gaze to the papers again “You are a very curious one, eh?”

You smile in response, roaming around the room, glancing at the titles in the large library and hoping he’s still looking at you.

After moments of silence, you go back to his desk, standing with your hands behind your back.

“What are you working on?”

“Oh, boring stuff… papers, writings. Just Papa stuff…” he briefly smiles at you.

“Can I see?” You say, circling the table to reach his side. Standing next to him, you can feel a slight tension as he moves his papers to hide what he doesn’t want to show to you, but he is far too polite to tell you no.

“I really don’t think you would be interested.”

“But I am.”

“My dear, I really don’t think you’d be interested.” He probably hoped that would end the conversation, but, unfortunately for him, you are one of the rituals favourite for your cheeky manners.

“Can I sit here?” You ask, ignoring his slight irritation “If I am not being too bold…”

“You are being too bold.” He stares at you, and his expression finally softens, probably aware that he’s not going to get rid of you that easily “But I don’t mind having a bit of company.”

You smile happily, taking one of the heavy chairs next to his.

“It must be tiring…” you comment, glancing at all the stuff on the table.

“It is sometimes, but it is my duty. Everybody has one, mine it’s just a bit more… demanding.”

You find it terribly cute how he briefly smiles and looks at you every time he stops talking. It is so comforting, like a dad explaining adult stuff to his child.

“Can I do something to relieve your stress a bit while you work…?”

Now Copia stops what he was doing, looking away from you, a casual point in front of him, as hit by a sudden thought.

“It still surprises me how all you young girls are so willing to lose your time over an old man like me…” his expression hardens a bit, he’s not even looking at you, but somehow he is letting you know he already got your intentions.

“You’re far too modest, I don’t think you do not know how charming you are...” You lean a bit closer, carefully. You got the feeling that any abrupt gesture could unsettle him.

“I find you so interesting… boys my age are quite superficial. I’d much prefer spending time learning from a wise man like you than talking silly things with my peers.” And you really mean that. Aside from that silly bet, you have always really admired him, his gentle and sometimes dorky ways and his overall elusive nature.

There was a time when Copia had been active in the Ministry activities, always present in rituals and masses, way less in orgies. Apparently, he preferred one chosen partner at the time, but he still did enjoy simple pleasures such as plain, quick sex. Then, as he became Papa, something slowly changed. You could imagine how the burden of that responsibility could weigh on one’s shoulders, but you could sense something more in the way his face changed over time.

On stage he can become a totally different person, confident, funny, seductive… but once back in the Ministry, he turns back to his introverted attitude.

You dare to place a hand on his tight like to comfort him. You feel him flinch faintly.

“Sister…”

“I’m doing nothing…” you whisper. You liar.

“Really…”

“Please.” You know that under that melancholy face, there is a man who still enjoys the company of pretty girls, but somehow feels now inappropriate to indulge in that kind of behaviour.

“I’ve been dreaming of you for so long…” you don’t even bother masking your true intentions while you whisper those words dangerously close to his face. He closes his eyes as if expecting that kind of confession. But he stays silent.

He turns to you, looking at your eyes and lips “I’m… really busy, sister.”

“Then just pause a bit.” You simply reply, caressing his face, tenderly.

Finally, he leans closer to you, showing on his face contrasting feelings, but unable to resist the excitement.

He finally kisses you, and what you meant it to be a moment of passion, turns out to be a tender, cautious contact.

He releases a nervous sigh as you deepen the kiss. You feel his tongue first timidly, but then passion ignites inside of him and he doesn’t hold back anymore. His kisses are slow and soft, and his hand leans for your face, caressing your cheek while your lips touch.

You dare to let a hand slide down from his leg to the groin, but he intercepts it. He looks at you, almost with anger, tilting his head to look into your eyes with a silent “Please, don’t.” But you smile slily at him, keeping eye contact as you place your other hand on his to release the grip.

His weak opposition can do nothing against your deep kisses. You’ve been there long enough to master every persuasion technique, sharpening your sex talents. Orgies and sex with siblings and cardinals are part of your routine, you really needed something unusual to revamp your senses.

You didn’t know Copia had noticed you long ago, even before you became of age, but didn’t dare make any comment or let you get any hint of his interest.

In the last few years, he had started to prefer partners his age or only slightly younger, appreciating the calm intercourse he could share with more mature partners, but he also still enjoyed the freshness that young individuals could bring to his long days, from time to time.

His respectful ways and shy nature were something unusual in the Ministry… something that violently turned you on.

You move your hand slowly and steadily, adoring the sensation of his body getting harder under your touch. He moans softly, his hand firmly on the back of your head to keep you close. You kiss again and again while he starts moving his hips along with your strokes. As your hand moves on his length, he lets go of a deep sight, resting in the chair seatback, his head leaning back.

You reach his exposed neck, kissing it passionately, inhaling his cologne.

To his surprise, you stand up, only to get down again, this time on your knees, adjusting between his legs.

“Oh cazzo…”* You hear him whisper.

You finally free his cock from the voluminous robe, caressing it a bit more to have it fully prepared for you; then, you close your eyes as you take it all in your mouth with no hesitation, taking your time to taste all of it. You think about the last words you shared with your sisters when setting the bet, “I really want to know what he tastes like.” one of them had said. Before you, she had failed a few days prior, and you cannot wait to go back to them and describe every detail of his cock and how good it tasted.

Copia sights in relief, letting himself go on the chair. He places a hand on your head to guide your rhythm; you can’t resist lifting the gaze, finding his eyes already on you. Any grain of opposition disappeared from his face, the only expression you can detect is pure bliss while you work on his cock with your tongue and lips.

“Damn you little girl…” he manages to mourn through his broken breath.

You alternate fast, deep moves with slow and delicate licks, locking eyes with him whenever you can.

You smile around his cock when his hand pushes you down, letting you swallow all of him to the base. He groans deeply, pushing into you with light thrusts.

“Yes…” you hear “yes…”. And in a matter of minutes, you feel his body tense and his grip on your hair harden to the point it starts to hurt, but you don’t mind. He’s coming into your mouth, not bothering to move your head away. He knows how experienced you are at swallowing; Voices run fast through the Clergy.

You wait for him to empty, receiving everything he has to give to you.

He looks at you finally rise your head, touching your mouth with your fingers to recoup the last drops of his sperm.

He relaxes his entire body on the chair, eyes closed in what seems both enjoyment and regret mixed together.

“Go now, please.” He simply says, adjusting his robe again, breath still heavy for the orgasm.

“I’m sorry for your coffee, it must be cold now…” you say, with the most innocent tone. He glances at you, suddenly remembering that you came in just for the coffee “Maybe I can bring you another one…?”

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*”Oh shit…”

#ghost band #papa emeritus iv #papa copia #the band ghost fanfiction #always seduce the old man #sister of sin #copia x reader #the band ghost #copia my beloved

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krscblw · 6 months

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thank you for @crooked-hourglass for tagging me!

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

my wips:

- wet/dry cumulus

- the succession of papa emeritus

- era vi ghouls

- medieval courtney laplante

i'll tag @devoured-by-shadows @ghcstcd @endopyre @joeynihil (but no pressure obviously (and sorry if someone already tagged you))

#this is fun #i don't have that many wips right now #but all of these are in different stages #which is interesting #tag games #ask games

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portaltothevoid · 2 years

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Masterlist

hey friends! my collection of writings lives here. under the cut you’ll find an eddie munson vampire au one shot, an eddie munson x ofc fic (multi parts and chapters and she’s a total bad ass, you’ll love her), and a fic revolving around lore from the band ghost! if you take the time to read any of my work, you’re amazing and i’m grateful that you’re here. enjoy!

and don’t be afraid to message me i’m just shy

you’re losing me — Terzo/Papa Emeritus III x reader and Copia x reader — heavy angst with a sprinkling of smut (in progress) — ao3 link

You were in a years long relationship with the leader of the Satanic church, destined for greatness at his side. Or so you thought until he became a serial cheater. However, while your relationship with the Ministry's current Papa had been tumultuous for some time, you were finally pushed to make the choice you'd been avoiding - leaving him for another senior clergy member (and Papa's half-brother). This ignited a battle to balance the scales of power which Papa Emeritus III had tipped heavily in his favor to the point of abusing it. From there, you’re set on a cataclysmic journey that reveals your true self. Your current and former relationships are put to the test when your destiny, which is far more important to the church than you could have ever imagined, is finally revealed.

Between Breaths (An XXX Perspective) — terzo x reader smut — ao3 link

You're the Head Witch at the Ministry. Arguably at times you hold more power than the current Papa, Papa Emeritus III. You've always hated him and you assumed the feeling was mutual. But what happens when he calls you out on it?

God Called In Sick Today — copia x oc, mafia au — ao3 link

When a mission goes south, Copia is left scrambling to figure out a plan to get the mayor-to-be in favor of the Emeritus family. That’s where Arianna Diodati, the Mafia Princess of his (very Catholic) rival, comes in. He plans to use her as a bargaining chip to get what he wants. Did he place the right bet or did he take more than he bargained for?

Console the Griever — Copia x GN!Reader — one shot where Copia gives reader the comfort they need to help them as they grieve loved ones.

Love Bites — Eddie Munson x OFC — Vampire AU one shot

Foolin’ — Eddie Munson x OFC — slow burn, angst, fluff (completed)

Kat Ramsay was forced to move to Hawkins for her senior year, which she planned to get through with her head down, so she can go back to her rock’n’roll life in Los Angeles. She never expected her world to be turned upside down as she learned to open her heart, let others care about her, and accept herself with the help of the Freak of Hawkins High.

A Very Kat Ramsay Christmas Special — Eddie Munson x ofc — fluff (completed)

Kat surprises Eddie with an epic Christmas gift he’ll never forget.

Part One | Part Two

For Whom the Bell Tolls — Eddie Munson x OFC — established relationship, fix it fic (completed)

Eddie and Kat’s relationship is put to the test as they join forces with everyone to take down Vecna. (It’s season four, only with Kat, and Eddie lives.)

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minavi-drawssometimes · 2 years

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October 23 Papa Emeritus IV in the style of Rick and Morty

Admission: After writing about Peter A Walter VI for so long, I have had to go back and correct the roman numerals on two of these drawings (so far)

#ghost #the band ghost #ghost the band #ghost bc #papa emeritus iv #papa emeritus #popia #copia #rick and morty

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lonelybread69 · 10 months

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New hiper fixation unlock, ghost and all of his nameless ghouls 🙏✨

#ghost bc #ghost band #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghost #sodo ghoul #ghost fanart #papa emeritus lll #cardinal copia #ghost ritual #i need to touch some grass #unmasked ghouls #vi gallery

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copiousloverofcopia · 2 years

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Hey there! ❤️‍🔥

My commission for the wonderful @a-tired-sparrow done!!

This is their AFAB Original Character Deacon Via and Papa Emeritus IV! Thank you for commissioning me!!!

Love confessions and hot steamy sex abound....

As always open for Asks/requests. Please see my carrd in the pin post for commission info!!!

A Whisper of a Thrill

Also available here on AO3!

Definitely NSFW below the cut

It was a typical morning in the Abbey. The hum of activity buzzed low and gentle in the halls, as siblings began to make their way to and from their destinations. Their familiar paths traveled along once more in their daily routines. The world was moving in circadian rhythm—natural but mundane.

The sentiment of nothing special carried over into the Deacon's office. Whisper jumped up on the window sill. Claws sinking in well worn cracks of the wood, as he made a spot for himself. The cat stretched out and yawned, curling up in the light from the stained glass. His tail tucked under chin and completely content to warm himself in the rays from the sun.

This was his favorite spot to snooze. He could stay close to Deacon Via as they worked through the day. Whisper would listen to their voice, like a lullaby, as he slumbered. Via sat quietly at their desk, running their fingers over the polished wood surface and shifting around the pile of papers back in order. Whisper must have jumped up here with all this mess, they thought, tapping the papers down and back into some semblance of order. Via waited, anxiously, for the inevitable first call that would set the tone for the day.

The Abbey was never short on issues and problems to be solved. While the stress was ever pressing, Via was always willing to step up and help. If you needed something done, they would make it happen. Via had earned everyone's respect, having spent years in service to the Ministry. They were dependable and caring, their caretaking nature always at the forefront—sometimes even to their own detriment.

If the office walls could talk, they'd speak of the countless hours and days the Deacon spent wrangling siblings and ghouls alike. Ensuring everyone was happy in the workplace was no easy task, but in between hearing complaints about Nihil and Dew's behavior, a staple of their normal day, and managing everything else they somehow made it work. Via sat, their patience beginning to wear thin, as they tapped their fingers along the desk. Seconds turning to minutes, they adjusted themselves in their crimson brocade vest and brushed a lock of their dark brunette hair from their face. Waiting and waiting for that very first call, which insisted in drawing out it's arrival, as if just to torture them.

Sure enough, movements after Via had just leaned back in their leather chair–a note of relaxation only attempted to be reached, the phone rang. Via let out a sigh, "here goes nothing Whisp." They said, their gloved hand reaching out to take hold of the black phone before them. The ringing was vibrating the handle in their hands as they lifted it to their ear. "Hello this is the Human, Ghoul, and other anomalies resources department. You've reached the Deacon how can I help you?"

"Vi—Deacon…um…hello it's Papa…" Copia muttered on the other end of the line, a smile spread wide across Via's face. Hearing his voice was something that made Via's heart soar. They had met, once upon a time, two closet dwellers hiding from the outside world. The pair growing closer in between stacks of post-its and copy paper.

The moment felt lived a lifetime ago, when Via was still a sibling and Copia, an awkward Cardinal. A moment that made Via feel truly seen, all their flaws and talents, their strengths and weaknesses—their whole soul bared freely for the first time. How Via longed for that feeling again, but the time came too soon when the Cardinal left. The two having reunited only when Via transferred to take over their new position at the Abbey, awe struck when seeing Copia—now Papa waiting for them.

"Oh Papa, of course what can I do you for? I mean…do for you?" Via laughed, nervously awaiting his response.

"I was wondering if you had anything on your schedule for this afternoon. I have some important matters to speak to you about and well I–I would prefer to have all the time we need to discuss it." Copia asked. The Deacon scrambled around on the desk, in and out of drawers—searching for their planner. Finally when Via found it, it was on the ground beneath the desk with another littering of papers. Via picked it up, shooting an irritated glance over to Whisper. Via quickly flipped through the pages to today's date—completely clear.

"It seems I have all the time we might need Papa. I am open today." They responded. The other end of the line got quiet, when suddenly Copia cleared his throat.

"Well wonderful. Then I shall stop over…um.. say about 2 if that works for you." He suggested. Via could already feel their heart pounding away inside.

"Yes Papa, that will be just fine." Via said, hearing Copia hum his approval just before the crisp click of the call being disconnected. Via sunk back into the chair, their heart beating so fast they thought they'd pass out. Ever since that first moment in the supply closet, Via had developed feelings for Copia. While Copia had been a close companion and wonderful friend, they were never sure if he shared their feelings.

The uncertainty was growing an ache inside them that Via had trouble concealing on more than one occasion. Part of why they'd dived so head first into their role as Deacon was to help distract them from the burning desire to be with Copia—the sweet awkward Cardinal turned Papa. Via damned themselves for having not acted before. Everything would have been so much easier then, but now they both had roles to fill and expectations to meet.

"First call today is done and well…I think it's gonna be a good one." Via told Whisper, the cat smacking his lips, deep in dreamland.

Copia paced across the ornate Transylvania rug that filled the center of his office. His black and gold vestments, a bit moist with his own sweat. He tapped his gloves fingers together, walking back and forth—wondering if he'd be able to stop himself before wearing a hole beneath him. He aimlessly went to the book shelf pulling off his journal, while little Rigatoni cleaned his whiskers just above him in his cage.

"Oh Satanas…give me strength. I know what I want, I just need to go for it. Isn't that right, topolino?" Copia asked, Rigatoni scrubbing away at his little face. "Who am I kidding? You never give me advice, where is Formaggio? At least he listens." Copia chuckled to himself. He'd had his heart set on Via for a long time. Their sweet voice, music to Copia's ears and their generous nature made his heart swell. No, it wasn't long after their first meeting he knew—he was in love.

When Copia returned without Via to the Abbey and ascended into the miter, he felt the empty spot inside him calling out to be filled. After Via was transferred, all the new Papa could think about was how much he wanted them. To hold, to kiss, to love, to…

He needed Via and with each passing day, the need only grew stronger. Seeing them in the halls, their smile when helping the siblings, the way they lit up when he'd spot them at Mass—it had become too much to contain. Copia woke up that morning determined he'd be damned to Heaven if he allowed it to go unspoken any longer. Promising himself, that even if Via did not return his affections, at least his heart would be free from the torment.

Today was the day, the thrill and excitement mixed with anxiety and apprehension coursed steadily through his veins. Copia watched the Monstrance clock ticking, waiting for the agreed upon time to come to pass. He took several deep breaths, the incense burning on his desk filling his senses. He worked up his nerve to do what he'd been waiting for, for so long. The chime sounded off, the clock striking 2 and Copia could feel the shakiness of his constitution beginning to show.

"This is it, let's do this." Copia affirmed to himself as he removed Rigatoni from his cage. The rat making a home upon Copia's shoulder as Copia made his way to the Deacon's office.

Via sat back in their chair attempting to remain calm, all the while yearning. Praying for more than an average afternoon meeting. As the time came and went, Via convinced themself that Copia wouldn't come. That he'd been caught up in other more important affairs.

Moments later, the sounds of footfalls in the hallway echoed into the Deacon's office. Instantly their heart was set aflame. A knocking at the door sent Via straight up out of their seat and toward the large oak door of the office. Via was pleased when their eyes met with Copia's as the door opened up to the hall. "Papa, thank you for coming." Via said, side stepping to allow him inside. Copia smiled and walked in, but did not sit as Via would have expected.

Rigatoni ran down Copia's arm and along the floor, scurrying himself over to where Whisper was sleeping. Both Copia and Via, finding the two of them disgustingly adorable as they snuggled up together like littermates. The air of the room shifted, something quietly lingering there as Copia and Via refocused back onto themselves. The awkward silence ended when Copia cleared his throat.

"Passerotto, it is so good to see you. " Copia began, his words filling Via with such joy. It had been a while now since he had called them little sparrow—the instant the words left his lips, Via's blood was set on fire.

"Papa, why don't you sit down?" Via suggested, smiling away. Copia smirked back, his mind distracted with just how handsome Via looked before him. His eyes tracing up from their leather pants to the tailored red vest that concealed the swell of their breasts. Copia stared conspicuously at the way the grucifix earring dangle against the delicate skin of Via's neck.

The Papa's gaze resting finally on Via's lips. The small scar, like a beacon calling for them to be kissed. He knew it was now or never. Via had walked back behind the desk, waiting for Copia to settle in the chair across from them, but the Papa remained standing—his staring undeniable. "Papa?" Via said, calling back Copia's attention and wondering just what thoughts he had seemed to become lost in.

"Via, I…I—I don't think I can pretend any longer." He began, his eyes focused now on the floor. Copia's confidence, not where he wanted it to be. Via shook their head in disbelief, their brow furrowed–unsure if they'd heard him right.

"I'm sorry Pap—" Via began, their words halted as Copia started coming towards them. Via took in a breath as Copia held out to his hand to caress Via's soft cheek. They could feel the trembling of Copia's embrace. The evidence of his nerves, hinted through his otherwise confident demeanor. Via's own body, now beginning to respond. Adrenaline, rushing through them—a heat settling in their core.

"Caro…" he began, his thumb rubbing gently across Via's cheek as the rest of their body ached for his touch. The feeling was so surreal, had they not been certain they were awake, they would have thought it was all a dream.

"What—what is it Co—Papa?" Via began, feeling the heat moving between their legs, shifting a bit where they stood without a conscious thought. Copia noticed, his eyes now on Via's body as he took in a deep breath. Copia rounded the desk, closing the space between him and Via, as they backed up against it. His nostrils flared and his gaze turned hungry, saying everything without saying a word.

"I really tried, you know? I tried to exorcise it from myself. Be rid of these urges, praying to Satanas that—that I could control them. For so long now caro…so long I can't even re—remember when it began. It is too much to endure." Copia stumbled over his confession, his body now so close to Via's. Via swallowed back hard. Their breathing hastened, as the increased rising and falling of their chest became evident, though they tried to appear neutral.

"Papa what are y–" Via asked, Copia bringing a finger to their lips. The feel of his fingertip was soft and dangerous. A promise of more made with his touch.

"I have allowed the whispers from my heart to become loud—loud chanting inside me. There is no denying it any longer, Via. I—I must have you. Please tell me…tell me you feel the same as I do?" Copia begged, his mismatched eyes pleading for reassurance.

"Oh Papa—I do." Via said, their face flushed over in a brilliant shade of pink. Surprised that they would so willingly confess their true feelings for him. The heat between their legs swirling–fluid seeping from their arousal.

"Sí. I knew you felt it too…we are kindred spirits you and I." Copia began, bringing his face along Via. Breathing in their scent as he spoke again, "Oh how I have imagined our bodies pressed together. Let me take care of you, caro. I've wanted this for so long." Copia purred, his lips now grazing the shell of Via's ear.

"Papa." Via moaned, already beginning to come undone. Copia began kissing along the side of their neck. His lips, tingling along their skin as he went.

"No caro, Copia please." He insisted as pulled back, staring deeply into Via's misty eyes. Licking his lips as he traced the line of buttons on Via's vest with his hand.

"C-Copia." Via hummed. The Papa wasted no time, lifting Via up onto their desk, papers cascading to the floor like the confetti of rituals. Via let out a yelp as they settled on the desk, surprised by Copia's aggressive approach. He pulled his gloves off with his teeth. Via feeling themselves pulling inside with anticipation. Copia's mouth on Via's, before they knew it. The sinful amount of pleasure Via felt, lost in their first kiss was indescribable.

"I need to feel you, feel you on my hand." Copia insisted, his bare hand sliding down past Via's waistband and under their panties. Via's head fell back as Copia reached their dripping wet folds. He began to slide his fingers through them, painfully slow at first and then gaining some more momentum before sinking them deep inside Via's cunt.

"Oh fuck!" Via cried out as Copia's fingers pressed tight against the upper walls inside them, pumping in and out. They felt themselves grip tightly to the edge of the desk, their hips raising up to meet with the motion of Copia's hand.

"Pants, ta–please take them off." Copia all but commanded, his hardening cock now very evident within the leg of his pants. Via did as they were told Copia's hand, never leaving from inside them. His fingers slid deliciously out and up to the bud of Via's clit.

"Copia, that feels so good, I'm—I think I'm gonna cum." Via cried out as Copia continued the gentle swirling of his fingers across their clit.

"Cum for me passerotto. Show me how much you want me inside you." He moaned, feeling Via's body quivering inside. Via came hard and fast, a feeling that sent pure ecstasy throughout their body. Copia slipped his hands through their folds once more, bringing them to his mouth and licking Via's satisfaction from each of them. Wasting not a drop before he was fighting to remove himself from his clothes.

His black peasant shirt tossed to the floor along with his pants leaving him bare before them. Via's mouth watered at the sight of Copia's naked form. He stroked himself, his cock already dripping with anticipation. Via undid their vest and removed their remaining vestments—matching Copia's exposure.

Both sets of eyes feasting on eachother, pleased with everything they saw. Via jumped off the desk, dropping to their knees before Copia. Via now face to face with his leaking cock.

"Oh caro y-you don't have t–" Copia began, Via slipping him inside their mouth before he could finish the words.

"Oh but I want to " they said, pulling away for only a moment before sliding him back through the tight ring of their lips. Copia's mouth fell open as Via took his entire length into their mouth. Via swallowed them, deep, licking as they went. The head of Copia's cock rubbing against the back of their throat. Via's tongue ring, pressing and gliding across the sensitive spots along the shaft as they sucked.

Copia ran his fingers through Via's hair. His eyes were shut tight as he tried so hard not to cum. Via felt themselves dripping down along their thighs. They needed Copia—and now.

"Papa, please I need you inside me." Via whimpered, their pussy pulsing with the thoughts of Copia filling them up.

"You want me to fuck you passerotto, cum inside you—make you mine?" Copia growled as Via continued to stroke his cock in their hand. Via looked up at Copia, their eyes pleading with him. "Hands on the desk caro, I want to show you how much I love you." He ordered.

I…I love you, he said I love you, Via thought to themselves as they stood to face him, both panting and craving more. "Love?" Via asked, praying they hadn't misheard.

"Sí Via, I have loved you for so long." Copia confessed, pulling them close to him, their naked bodies pressed tightly together.

"I love you Cope." Via said, tears streaming down their cheeks as Copia took Via's mouth into his, their tongues dancing with one another. Copia pulled back, the couples breathing labored. Copia brought his head down, pulling Via's nipple into his mouth and gently sucked. Via continued to stroke his cock between them. Copia pulled back, he was too close, Via's nipple falling from between his lips. His eyes now burning—it was time.

"Now be a good little sparrow and put your hands on the desk." Copia growled. Via blushed once more. Their sweaty palms laid out flat on the surface as they bent forward, Copia lining up his cock with their entrance.

"Ah!" Via cried out as Copia ran his cock quickly through their wet folds and then plunged deep inside them. His hips thrusting in a decadent rhythm as Via rutted their cunt hard back against him, wanting all the friction felt between them.

"Mmm…Via you feel so good inside." Copia hummed as he pounded hard inside of them. The sounds of his hips meeting with the swell of Via's ass–obscene and powerful. Whisper covering Rigatoni's eyes as they continued their ministrations.

"My love. Please…please cum inside me. I wanna cum for you!" Via cried out as their insides throbbed and squeezed, seizing down all around Copia's cock.

"Oh Satanas! Via I'm cumming!" Copia whined, Via's cunt milking his cock for every last drop of his seed. Copia fell forward, spent and content against the warmth of Via's back. We waited a moment before pulling out, both of them, whimpering from sensitivity as he came out.

Copia pulled Via around to face him. Via's face wet from tears, tears of pure joy and pleasure. Copia brushed the dampened hair from Via's face and kissed their lips. The warmth from his kiss reaffirming their love and bond—now forever revealed to the universe

Via sighed, pure happiness and a sense of relief pouring over them. Never had they imagined–a dream, so sweet and magical as this would come true. "We shall never again deny this to ourselves passerotto. We are now one. We belong to each other, always. I love you." Copia said, pulling Via close to him. His embrace, warm and comforting.

"Never Cope. I love you too." Via replied, smiling so hard it hurt their cheeks. They were happier than they'd ever felt in her whole life. Via began to chuckle, Copia's arms wrapped tightly around them.

"What is so funny?" He asked, nervously laughing along with them.

"I was just thinking…my theory is right. That first call really does set the tone for the whole day."

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Passerotto-little sparrow

#thank you for the commission #copia x oc via #papa emeritus iv #copia #afab character #afab #ghost #ren writes #ghost smut #ghost smut writer #ghost fan fics #ghost fanfic writer #ao3 smut writer #ao3 smut #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #papa iv

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girlpog · 1 year

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Welcome to Kenna’s Blorbo Bracket! It’s all my blorbos fighting to the death! Here’s the poll master post:

Round 1A:

James vs Aki (WINNER: James)

Data vs Leslie (WINNER: Data)

Ghoulia vs Eda (WINNER: Eda)

Diane vs Hawk Girl (WINNER: Diane)

Vi vs Ed (WINNER: Vi)

Papa Emeritus vs Sasha (WINNER: Sasha)

Kim vs Jay (WINNER: Jay)

Round 1B:

Zuko vs Evelyn (WINNER: Zuko)

Mob vs Simon (WINNER: Mob)

Joseph vs Jean (WINNER: Joseph)

Zane vs Yurio (WINNER: Yurio)

Bridget vs Sakura (WINNER: Bridget)

Marceline vs Toph (WINNER Toph)

Dusa vs Mae (WINNER: Mae)

Round 2A:

James vs Data (WINNER: James)

Eda vs Diane (WINNER: Eda)

Vi vs Sasha vs Jay (WINNER: Jay)

Round 2B:

Zuko vs Mob vs Joseph (WINNER: Mob)

Yurio vs Bridget (WINNER: Yurio)

Toph vs Mae (WINNER: Mae)

Semifinals:

James vs Eda vs Jay (WINNER: James)

Mob vs Yurio vs Mae (WINNER: Mae)

FINAL:

James vs Mae: (WINNER: Mae!!!)

#kennas blorbo bracket

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popiastar · 11 months

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↳ status of what's next, stay tuned! ✨

💀 papa emeritus iii

🐀 cardinal copia/papa emeritus vi

🔥 dewdrop

frustrated s/o ⇾gn reader, smut, nsfw