Siblings of Sin (or their interactions with the Papas) Headcanons
-Siblings wear their clerical clothing (habit and veil/tab collar or cassock) most of the week and especially for Mass, but during the weekends or special events they are permitted to dress in non-clerical attire.
-Sisters all wear the same style habit with the exception of Prime Movers. They can be seen in horned veils and cornettes, which help to identify them among the rest.
- Sisters wear rosary belts which have bead colors that associate them to the Papa who was reigning at the time of their initiation ritual. (Red-Primo, Green-Secondo, Purple-Terzo, and Blue-Copia)
-When siblings take unholy communion they are to look into Papa's eyes as he places the wafer in their mouths.
-During confession the siblings are supposed to begin their contrition with, "Bless me Unholy Father, for I have weights on my soul for which I wish to unburden myself. By the grace of our lord, Lucifer.” The only Papa who really expects them to actually say it however is Primo.
-Non-binary siblings can choose to wear which ever vestment type they desire or both depending on the day.
-Non-binary siblings are referred to as Sibling of Sin, unless they prefer to be Sister/Brother.
-Whenever siblings have a commitment ceremony/handfasting they always extend a special invitation to the Papas-- all of which usually attend, except Secondo who will appear at one randomly with no rhyme or reason.
-Siblings are either very respectful/scared by Sister Imperator or mock her behind her back (there is no in-between).
-The siblings have sex in the confessionals as a rite of passage (I know a lot of people also have this HC lol).
-Siblings and Ghouls are allowed to have relations together that are just as respected as the ones between just siblings.
-Siblings some times attend Ghost shows...not always in their clerical clothing. Some help as stage hands, some of course used to help with unholy communion, some sing-- you name it.
I will probably add more as I go but here's the start lol ❤️🔥
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If it is to burn, let me burn for you
Young Primo Emeritus & gn!reader
Preface: Young Primo Emeritus had a lover with whom he frequently exchanged letters. Some of them, worthy of making someone burn.
warnings: very suggestive content, mentions of dominance/submission dynamic, dominant adressee (reader)
[SECRETS FROM THE CLERGY]
When the first son of Emeritus was young, he had a lover. A Sibling of Sin from far away whom he met during the years he went abroad to study and, no matter how hard he tried, they parted when he returned to his duties at Emeritus Abbey.
His Eminence, at the time a Cardinal, to compensate the distance, wrote them letters. Many, many letters.
I present you one, one in which the longing was also carnal.
SUGESTIVE CONTENT BELOW
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Mio prezioso raggio di sole,
I cannot forget you. Everything reminds me of you: your name that sounds so beautiful on my lips, your silhouette made to be next to mine, your face perfect for holding my hands.
That silhouette and that face that light up my day when it is late or grey, just like a ray of sunlight.
But the sun also burns. It burns if we leave ourselves vulnerable to burning.
I let myself be burned by you. I feel burn by you. So intensely that sometimes I think I go into a real combustion.
It happens mostly at night, when I am sometimes in the quiet of my office, sometimes in the comfort of my bed. You never leave my mind, beautiful. Never.
Your body against mine to become one as I mark your skin with bites and kisses, before making us go haywire amidst a whole sensual entwining of our lips so well acquainted with what to do.
The skin burns! I feel myself burning right now, imagining you walking through that solid wood door, finally!!!, and come running to me.
It's okay for everything on my desk to fall off. I want you comfortable, sitting in the exact spot where this sheet I'm writing to you rests. Your habit just covering your chest.
How magnificent, you. So lost in caresses and kisses and hickeys and squeezes and strokes and silent promises of what comes next. How phrenetic, me. So morbidly dedicated to giving you all this and telling you how madly I love you and undressing me before you so you know I really mean it.
Can you feel it? Keeping your eyes on me as my hands ascend from your trunks ever so slowly and shallowly to the top of your thighs. Don't look away, and a squeeze, a circular motion of my thumbs are felt on either side of your waist. I move down again, this time stopping at your knees and pulling them up so that I, as I lower myself, nibble at your inner thigh until my teeth are marked.
The touch of your hands on my shoulders is so vivid in my mind that I can almost feel it now. Your nails burrowing into my skin as I slowly and thoughtfully approach my goal and touch you so subtly with the tip of my finger.
So graced, pure beauty! So pretty to me as you begin to sing the melody I know so well and dream of so longing for every day.
However, I know that things will soon change. The sofa in my office seems like the perfect place. I imagine myself there so often, lying at your mercy. Your weight on me, pressing me down so firmly that we only don't become one because you still the only one who's completely naked.
Your hands hold mine above your head and dance on me gracefully. You make me a little madder for you, burning with a desire that consumes me totally and I can do nothing but be thirsty for more.
Be tender with me, please. Stop this game of yours and let me be part of the dance.
Yes, yes! Wrap me in your moist, velvety grip. Jump on top of me, undulate your hips as you like and feel good. Use your hands to hold me or else wrap them around my blond strands. Say out loud with all the words that you're in charge from up there, so authoritative and dominant.
Ah! Delight yourself. Yes! Your pleasure is mine. Every squeeze you give around me is pure luxury, the sounds of our bodies meeting each other in whatever rhythm you prefer. Jump, my darling, jump, leap, dance.
Breathless breaths. So desperate for oxygen, but also for release.
I know it's close when your head falls back and I have full sight of your neck. This one that calls to me, and I launch myself at it to shower it with kisses.
Don't push me away, please. Not this time. Let me fight to keep my hands to myself even when the tempo stops being so sure and steady, when you lose your rhythm and follow as you will and I am helpless, blinded by the softness of your skin to the touch of my lips and the sound of your voice.
Do you feel me? Begging for release? And yet I remain steady, lips in blood so that you are the first to tremble and only then me.
Fuck. Shiver and shudder, sunshine. No fear, let them all hear. Let them know how good I am to you and they will know how good you are to me when I fill you with my seed without holding back my voice.
You are so good to me. And I miss you so much, miss touching you in every way.
Share these longings with me! Perhaps the Old One will hear us and bring us together to worship and honor him.
In the meantime, take care of yourself and feed yourself. I hope seeing you soon!
Yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever yours,
Primo Emeritus
– Letter from His Eminence Papa Emeritus II on his early twenties, to a unknown Sibling of Sin (adapted)
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Piece inspired to come out of the drawer due to this art, by @/Nydelide on Twitter. Please go check it out, you won't regret to see this Young Primo portrait!
It is only known that they had met when Primo traveled on erasmus and fell madly in love. Rumors ran through the halls that, years later, this Sibling would be his Prime Mover.
That never happened, though. The flow of letters has decreased over time, for unknown reasons. His Eminence Papa Emeritus I has never talked about the lover since then.
The answers to the letters were also not found. I suspect they were burned (and used as fertilizer....) either before or after the death of his Eminence – at which time various belongings of theirs were destroyed. Be that as it may, the Sibling of Sin has never been identified, so little is known about their relationship.
I shared this letter on my Twitter circle first. I also shared a letter written by His Eminence Papa Emeritus III to his Omega Ghoul & the peculiar use that His Eminence Pope Emeritus IV gives to the chapel's stairs (this one requires a bottle of water, tissues and a fan) over there! If you want to join us, my user is @/gd_nuntia. You must be over 18 years old to access the [LECHERY FROM THE CLERGY] archives and request for others, if you are particularly curious about something ; )
Well, if you know about the Sibling or the letters, please tell me!
Go in sin and
May the Lord Below guide you into the night,
Nuntia
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Do you imagine all new Siblings of Sin are unbaptized?
I do imagine that they all must go through an initiation and education period in order to accept their rites. Their position is not to be taken lightly, and they need that foundation for which to fully appreciate and receive the unholy sacrament of (un)baptism/unholy baptism.
As I said in a previous ask, I also believe that children born into the Ministry are not eligible to be "full-fledged" members/Siblings of Sin until they are old enough to be able to consent.
Also I HC that the way an (un)baptism/unholy baptism is performed does NOT always include a sexual element of initiation.
After all some siblings are asexual or require a close relationship to feel comfortable having sex, or plain just do not wish to participate in this way...
If that is the case the Ministry respects their wishes....
Instead they chose a Cardinal sin (of the 7 deadly sins) of their own from which to use as a point of initiation.
As I mentioned before in a previous ask as well, once siblings of sin have accepted their vows and the rites have been performed, They receive a rosary for which the color responds to the reigning Papa during their (un)baptism/unholy baptism.
See the post for sibling of sin HCs HERE!
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