#copia headcanons

[cirrus-ghoulette]

Diabetic Copia.

Copia was diagnosed as a young person, so he's always kinda... Dealt with it.

However, that doesn't mean he doesn't have the occasional slip up.

His ghouls can smell when his blood sugar is too high, and when it's too low. They'll go annoy him until it's fixed because it smells really bad to them.

Copia has caught Dew huffing his insulin before. Apparently it smells nice.

The ghouls all scramble over each other to replace Copia's Dexcom. They say it's fun to stab it into his arm.

Copia has a mini fridge on the bus just filled with his insulin and juiceboxes. Nobody is allowed to take the juiceboxes from the fridge, in case he goes low.

Just... Copia laid on a sofa backstage, still in costume, one ghoul holding his feet up to get the blood back in his head, grumpily sucking on an apple juice because he burned too much energy while dancing around on stage and ended up collapsing.

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[writingjourney]

Hello tumblr, today we are thinking about Copia with stretch marks on his thighs, on his belly and love handles, an expanse of soft pale skin decorated with freckles, faded scars and dark hair. When you purposely touch them for the first time he winces, insecure and a little lost. He tries to hide them but the more you encourage him, the more you shower him with affectionate touches and gentle words of praise, the more confident he becomes. A little hesitantly, he allows you to kiss every dark line, every freckle, and when he looks at himself the next day he can't help but smile when he sees that the marks on his body that he always considered to be flaws are now mingling with the marks of your deep love for him. It is then that he finds the beauty in his own reflection that he only ever saw mirrored in your eyes. The next time you touch him he won't try to hide them from you, he allows you to see him exactly as he is.

#thank you for joining me on this exciting journey of the mind #:)) #excuse me i am SOFT today #copia #copia headcanons #copia x reader

[ramblingoak]

Copia didn't earn the second most employee of the month awards by being pathetic.

Dorky? Yes. Pathetic? No.

#the band ghost #copia #cardinal copia #the band ghost headcanons #copia headcanons #papa emeritus iv

[lemonemlyn]

Baby Copia 🐀💛

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[minicopia]

A trip to the Natural History Museum with Copia feels like...

— Oh Satan... Just look at this rat king!

Copia looked at the exhibit behind the glass with tears in his eyes. He felt incredibly sorry for these beautiful animals, tied together by their long tails.

He discreetly stroked the glass of the jar filled with formaldehyde, which contained this rat king.

— When I imagine that my children could be in their place... Oh, honey, I feel sick!

You had to almost urgently drag your lover outside, where he burst into tears. The whole way home you comforted him and stroked his back, cooing sweet, soothing nothings.

Being at home, you made him hot tea, wrapped him in a soft blanket and let his little rat children run around him. He could only sit with a contented, tear-stained face and make sweet Copia sounds.

this is how he would look at the exhibit😰

#ghost band #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #ghost bc #ghost fanfiction #copia headcanons

[leezlelatch]

Laying face to face with Copia on the Star Wars pillow. He lets you pick if you wanna be on the Darth Vader side or the Luke side. 😍

“Who is your daddy? Hehe. I’m feeling a little on the dark side tonight, honey.”

#the band ghost #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #copia #copia headcanons #ghost #ghost bc

[copias-girl]

The Papas vs Technology Headcanons

Ask and you shall receive! @ivyanddaisies

Prompt here

Primo

Ok Peepaw has no use for social media or technology. He’s still marvelling at his vintage tube tv, because he’s old and he was around before the tv <3 And he’d literally rather send a raven with a message rather than text. You pushed him to give it a shot, and being the sweet elder goth that he is, he gave it the good old college try just for you. Alas, he grew frustrated easily. He kept having to whip out the reading glasses to read what was on the screen, and he couldn’t tell if that vibrating in his pocket was the iPhone or if he was having a seizure. Not to mention, he accidentally activated Siri on several occasions and he thought the spirit of a demon was speaking to him and apparently telling him the weather forecast. The only thing he really found a use for was the gardening stuff on Pinterest, but he has plenty of books in the library for that anyway. And as for nudes? He has a Polaroid camera for that. Our sweet old man much prefers the feeling of answering calls on his candlestick phone, and he’ll gladly leave the selfie-taking to you ♥︎

Secondo

Alright, Mr. Worldwide tries to be hip and cool, so he definitely owns the latest iPhone. However, he’s had to replace it several times because when he gets frustrated, that thing goes flying across the room. He tried to use the voice dictation one time and his entire text came out hilariously wrong so he threw his phone out of one of the ministry windows. He texts with one finger like an old man, never uses emojis (he calls them hieroglyphics), and he keeps telling you that he wants to “duck your brains out”. He genuinely tries to take selfies, and that can be hit or miss. Sometimes it’s a typical old man selfie where you can see all the way up his nose, but he did execute this fantastic shirtless selfie one time,,, Bone Daddy starts an Instagram where he makes a few adorably lame posts trying to be edgy and dark. But he mainly uses that to post selfies (ones you’ve taken of the both of you) to show you off. He loves when you send him dirty pictures and he’s also found that FaceTime is perfect for some,,, fun activities 👀

Terzo

Oh my god, the biggest social media whore. He’s only two months younger than Secondo, but he’s somehow overcome his oldness and mastered the art of the iPhone. He has an Instagram, where he posts pictures of the two of you on dates or in bed together covered in rose petals and lip prints. Dude even has Snapchat, where he updates his story with some chaotic videos every now and then. He can text with his thumbs, but he does make some really hilarious typos which are exceptionally frustrating when he’s trying to sext with you (this man demands nudes from you constantly). He actually knows what most emojis mean- he will literally text you the eggplant emoji next to everything 🍆- and only has to ask for your help to decipher some of them. He rubs it in his brothers’ faces as much as he can, calling them old men because they don’t know how to use tech as well as he does. And Secondo finds his use of emojis really irritating because he has no idea what the fuck ‘🤪😝🙃🫠🥴🙄🥸💀’ means

Copia

Oh, Copia. Sweet pitiful Copia. He tries, he really does, but this man has no idea how to use emojis. He types with one finger, makes plenty of typos, and always uses the rat emoji for no apparent reason. Also, he disperses emojis into sentences so his texts always read like this:

Ciao 👋🏻🐀 bella 😚 I am going 🔜 to feed 🧀 my rats 🐀 want to come 😀 with me?🤝🏻

He’s such a dork and you never ever correct him because it’s just too charming. His selfies are often painfully awkward, because he thinks that just staring dead-eyed into the camera and snapping the picture constitutes as a selfie. And he’ll post those on Insta too, sometimes with captions that he got off Pinterest. Or sometimes the captions will be about rats for literally no reason. However, he does make awfully sweet posts about you that have your heart melting when you read them. This sweet man LOVES when you send him naughty pictures and rile him up via text. It gives him a thrill and makes him feel so special. Copia also surprisingly uses Pinterest occasionally, because he finds it relaxing. He’s such a gentle soul, and he enjoys saving things about pet rats, aesthetic things that he’d like to show you later, or even some recipes that the two of you could cook together. However, he doesn’t use Pinterest correctly. He doesn’t pin things, he just screenshots them (because you taught him how to take a screenshot). So even though he isn’t the most religious social media user or the best at working technology, he tries and has a good time ♥︎

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[bupia]

yo regarding the headcanons, could you maybe perhaps do headcanons for the Papas where reader is just very energetic, expressive and smiley :D I talk a lot, and also with my hands so I thought this could be a cute idea! no pressure tho <3

I think this is absolutely the cutest idea ever!

Thank you for your request, I hope you like it.

Primo

Primo, possesses a striking and commanding presence. Dressed in his regal attire, with a flowing dark robe, ornate mitre, and skull-painted face, would give the idea that he is very authoritative and hard to get-along;

However, Primo is actually gentle and lovely. This figure was just hidden beneath his imposing exterior;

He is known for his profound empathy and kindness by some few people inside of the Ministry, especially you;

Primo's true essence is that of a compassionate and loving soul. His ability to balance his imposing stage presence with genuine kindness makes him a beloved figure;

He always payed attention to your behavior when you were walking around with the other siblings, your energy was certainly contagious even when you weren't talking directly to him;

In private moments, Primo would ask you to keep talking, filling the room with your energy. It would make him feel young, you would bring him the energy he thought he had lost;

His voice, usually deep and powerful on stage, transforms into a soothing and comforting tone whenever he talks to you;

And don't think you would be the only one talking in the room, Primo would always have something to add or tell you, especially if he knew that whatever he had to say to you, would make you happy. He knows exactly what to say to see your eyes shining with excitement.

Secondo

Secondo is known for his stern and authoritative demeanor. He has a regal and solemn presence;

He enjoys the silence. Not that he doesn't talk, but he prefers to not be bothered at all;

He works in silence, he eats in silence, he walks in silence and even his replies are silently;

The most part of his day, only some few words would be heard and most part of them would be just a grunt or short Italian sentences;

When you started your new life in the Ministry, poor Secondo, he had a hard time;

You would see him walking on the corridors and follow him asking things about the Ministry and other things you'd want to know;

He'd likely observe your energetic behavior with a raised eyebrow, not entirely sure how to handle your exuberance;

But, at every question, he would respond with a calm, measured tone and occasionally interject to steer the conversation toward another topic;

And then, one day, he found himself listening attentively to your lively conversation;

As you two continued to interact, he gradually warms up to your enthusiasm;

Initially, he would try to maintain a composed demeanor, but a subtle, appreciative smile would eventually break through;

Occasionally gesture with his own hands, trying to match your energy;

He'd nod along to your animated conversation, occasionally chuckling at your infectious enthusiasm, and that was the first time you heard his laugh;

And for the first time in years, Secondo would stop being a fan of the silence.

Terzo

Terzo, known for his suave and charming demeanor, would appreciate your energetic behavior;

He is a true charmer, exuding a magnetic allure that draws people into his orbit;

He is a Papa with a striking contrast between his onstage flamboyance and his offstage complexity;

His elaborate outfits, makeup, and passionate vocals all contribute to his captivating stage persona. His deep, expressive eyes, have a way of making anyone feel special when he gazes at them;

However, he was already described in the past as a deeply introspective and often lonely figure;

When confronted with someone who is energetic, talkative, always smiling, Terzo would respond with curiosity and caution;

Deep down, he may also feel a sense of longing for the genuine connection and warmth that you exudes;

Your expressive nature may remind him of the joy and vibrancy he often yearns for in his life;

He'd appreciate your energy and might even encourage you to share more stories and anecdotes;

He finds your enthusiasm absolutely endearing and contagious. He'd be delighted by your expressiveness and smile in response;

But also, this would be the opportunity to engage in witty and flirtatious banter;

Terzo would relish in your chatter, listening intently to every word, and responding with compliments and charming remarks;

With a debonair smile, he'd occasionally join in on your hand gestures, using grand gestures and theatrical expressions to complement your energy;

For Terzo, your expressiveness is charming and he would share witty remarks to keep the conversation light and enjoyable;

Your interaction would be a captivating blend of wit, energy, and underlying emotional depth.

Copia

Copia stands out not only for his ecclesiastical vestments but also for his playful and approachable demeanor;

He might respond with a subtle smile or a knowing glance, occasionally interjecting with cryptic comments;

However, Copia has a mischievous streak, often sharing puns, dad jokes, and silly one-liners with a twinkle in his eye.

When he encounters someone who is just like him, Copia couldn't be happier;

His voice carries an infectious enthusiasm just like yours;

Copia, would likely adapt to the situation and mirror your energy;

He'd wear a warm smile and would reciprocate with animated gestures and an endless stream of playful chatter, sometimes even incorporating puns and jokes into the conversation;

Copia finds you boundless energy and expressiveness utterly endearing;

He would feel an instant connection with you, finding your energy contagious and your expressive nature utterly charming;

He might even encourage you to share more stories and anecdotes to keep the conversation lively;

Copia would likely share his own stories encouraging laughter and light-heartedness between your interaction;

Your interaction would be filled with laughter, warmth, and a shared love for all things dorky and fun.

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[writingjourney]

Copia who spends hours in the library researching topics he’s interested in, pushing his reading glasses up his nose every few minutes. Who listens to audiobooks as he falls asleep, who loves classic spooky tales and romantic stories to get lost in.

Copia who loves numbers and spends hours on budget calculations because they tickle his brain just right. Who works hard in his position as Secretary of the Treasury because they give him more than he can chew. Who still helps everyone when they can’t get the maths right because he’s such a patient teacher.

Copia who watches history documentaries all night when he can’t sleep. Who can give you the most random facts about historical events you’ve never even heard of before. Who spent hours reading about them and trying to understand what it meant for the people at the time.

Cinephile Copia who knows everything about classic horror and science-fiction movies, who has seen his favorites more times than he can count. Who gives you fun behind the scenes facts and mouths the dialogue when you watch them together. He explains it all so patiently to whoever wants to listen with so much genuine excitement in his voice because he’s just so happy someone else cares about his special interests.

#sorry I am having thoughts about my man #the band ghost #copia #copia headcanons #cardinal copia #cardinal copia x reader #copia x reader #cardinal copia headcanons #papa emeritus iv

[ramblingoak]

Hello! I apologize if you don’t take requests btw but if you do , do you think you can write head cannons of what the papas would do for their s/o with Covid when you can? <3(I totally didn’t js find out that I had Covid 😀) again super sorry if u don’t take requests!🖤

Hey! I hope you are feeling much much better. Apologies this took a bit to finish. I ended up getting Covid last week myself so clearly karma got me for taking too long xD. This did end up being more for readers that are just kind of sick in general but I hope you still enjoy the little drabble I did for each Papa 💙

Warnings: short and sweet, pretty fluffy and fairly silly, there are some suggestive comments but these are mostly sfw, readers are all gender neutral, not beta read so pls ignore any mistakes

Mayo Rub ~ Primo x GN!Reader

“Are you going to be grumpy about this the whole time I’m sick?”  Primo scoffed and continued to aggressively turn the pages in his gardening magazine.  “Well?”

“You are mistaken, I’m not grumpy about anything.”

“Then why are you pouting over pictures of tulips?”

“They’re not tuli–”  Primo stopped abruptly, roughly closing his magazine and getting up from the couch.  When he glanced over your way you raised an eyebrow at him.  “They’re lilies.”

“Fine, lilies.”  You took a moment to cough into your elbow, knowing that he was now frowning because it had been getting progressively worse as the day had worn on.  “But you admit that you’re pouting.”

“Why must you be so difficult?”  When you couldn’t answer right away due to another coughing fit he wandered over to the bed, wringing his hands with worry.  “Fogliolina, I’m only trying to help.”

He was ready with your bottle of water when you were able to look up, meeting his concerned gaze sheepishly.  With a shrug you took the bottle from him, taking a deep drink to try and soothe your throat before attempting to answer.

“The store bought stuff is working fine.”  You ignored his muttered ‘clearly’ and pressed on,  “Look I just don’t buy into the…you know.”  Primo raised his eyebrow as you wiggled the fingers of one hand in his direction.  “Plant magic.”

“It’s not magic, my little leaf.”  The unspoken ‘idiota’ hung between you but you decided to be gracious and ignore it.  “They are natural remedies that have been used for hundreds, no, thousands of years!”

“Fine.  If I let you work some of your plant magic will you stop pouting?”

“It’s not–”  He took a deep breath, blowing it slowly out through his nose before continuing.  “SÍ, I will stop pouting.”

“Alright then, have at it.”  Primo gave you a pleased smile before leaning in to press a quick kiss to your forehead.  He was frowning when he pulled away, bringing his hand up to press against the warm skin his lips just touched.  When he muttered something under his breath in Italian and turned away you grabbed at the sleeve of his sweater and tugged him back.  “Fogliolina?”

“Just promise not to rub mayonnaise or whatever on my chest.”

“Che cazzo?  Why wou–nevermind.”  

You had to bite your lip to stop from laughing at the impressively annoyed look on his face.  He took a deep breath before shooting you a look that usually either predicated a lecture or him demanding you remove your clothes.  Unfortunately you knew that right now it meant the former.  You decided to go easy on the man that was about to work his…whatever on you.

“I love you Primo.”

“As you should.”  The both of you shared a smile before he clapped his hands together and turned back to head out the bedroom door.  “Sit tight fogliolina, I’ll be back with the mayonnaise in just a few moments.”

Your laughter quickly brought on another coughing fit but you waved him away when he looked back at you.  

“Go!  Get your potions old man, I’ll still be here.”

“I’m going to make sure of it, my little leaf, don’t you worry.”

Secret Ingredient ~ Secondo x GN!Reader

“Is it salt?”

You hid your face in the neck of the sweater you had borrowed.  The fabric was soft and warm, with the bonus of smelling like the man it belonged to.  Secondo let out an aggrieved sigh from where he was standing over the stove before turning around with an eyebrow raised.

“Salt?  Really?” 

“Fancy salt?”

“SÌ, the secret ingredient of the chicken noodle soup recipe passed down through my mother’s family for generations is fancy salt.”  He gave you a little smile when he caught you pouting.  “Would you like a taste, dolcezza?”

“Yes, please.” 

Secondo got a spoonful and blew on it as he walked over to the kitchen table.  He held it to your lips with great care, watching the expression on your face change as you tasted it.  When you gave him a pleased smile he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“You feel a little warm again, would you like to lay down?”

“No, no I’m fine.  I want to stay out here with you.”  That earned you another kiss before he turned and went back to the stove.  You licked the taste of the soup off your lips before taking another guess.  “Rosemary?”

“That’s not much of a secret, dolcezza.”

“Parsley?”

“Parsley is a necessity, certainly not l’ingrediente segreto.”  

“Ok fine, how about Primo’s parsley?”

Secondo chuckled, shaking his head as he pulled two bowls from a cupboard and started to fill them with the soup he’d labored over almost all afternoon.  You had been stuck between desperately wanting him close because you felt bad but also not wanting him to get sick.  When you’d tried to explain this he had gone on about some nonsense of the Emeritus line having strong constitutions and rarely becoming ill.  Whatever.  You’d remember his speech the next time he was whining over a cold.

“All of the ingredients are from Primo’s gardens, as you know.”  

He set your bowl down in front of you before taking a seat himself.  You let yourself get distracted for a bit looking at his exposed forearms.  It was one of the reasons you enjoyed watching him cook.  He’d roll up his sleeves and you’d get to daydream about his arms while he worked.  Your eyes finally looked up from staring at the dark hair covering his skin to find him smirking at you.  

“Get over yourself.”  He knocked his foot against yours under the table and you flashed him a smile before bringing a spoonful to your lips.  Like most everything he made it tasted amazing.  You let out a delighted little hum before taking another guess.  “Basil?”

“Again, not a secret.”

You frowned down at your bowl as you tried to think of what was so damn secret about his soup.  He had even refused to tell Copia earlier when he’d come by asking for the recipe.  It had to be something extremely uncommon for him to be so weird about it.  But he always got a little weird when he was making you something special, especially if it was an old recipe of his mother’s.  Secondo always took such great care when he recreated them, like he was pouring his love for his mother into them as he worked…oh.  You reached across the table and laid a hand on his arm, squeezing it gently when he looked at you.

“I love you too, Secondo.”

“What?”

“What do you mean ‘what’?”  When he didn’t elaborate you pulled your hand away and crossed your arms over your chest.  “The secret ingredient.  It’s love.”

“Love isn’t an ingredient.”

“Yes it is.”

“No dolcezza, it isn’t.”

“I bet your mother would agree with me.”

Secondo snorted, rolling his eyes as he moved his chair closer to yours.  It was close enough he could wrap an arm around your shoulders and tuck you close to his side.  After placing a few kisses into your hair he pulled away and cupped your cheek.

“I have no doubt that if my mother was still here you and her would run circles around me.”

“Just admit it.  I promise I won’t tell anyone.”  When he didn’t say anything you grinned, his silence was all the confirmation you needed.  “It’s love.”

“It’s paprika.”

Satan Magic ~ Terzo x GN!Reader

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Terzo groaned, muttering under his breath as he pulled you closer to his chest.

“This is my church I can be wherever I want.”

“Oh your church, huh?”  You dug an elbow into his gut, grinning when he swore in Italian.  “Besides, you know what I mean.”

“SÌ, sÌ.  I know.”  He shoved a leg in between yours and rubbed his cold foot along your skin, holding you tighter when you tried to wiggle away.  “Ai!  Quit it, I'm trying to help.”

“How are your freakishly cold feet supposed to help me?”

“You have to warm them up first.”

“Satan’s dick, Terzo.”  A fit of coughing came over you then and you tried to ignore how nice it was to have Terzo’s hand rubbing your back as your body shook.  It took you a moment to catch your breath and you sniffled as you shamelessly pressed back against his warm chest.  “I don’t want you to get sick.”

“How many times must I say this?  I don’t get sick.”  

“I seem to remember a few days last year that you were definitely sick and whining in this bed just like me.”

“Those were allergies and completely different.”

“Whatever you say Papa.”

His chest vibrated against your back when he groaned.

“Don’t talk like that right now, it’s not fair.”  You giggled as you pushed back against him, trying to get as close as possible.  He was so warm, it was exactly what you needed right now.  Terzo tightened his arms around your waist for a moment before pressing his lips against your ear.  “Would you like to hear a secret?”

“Always.”  

“It’s because I’m a Papa that I don’t get sick.”

You frowned, turning your head to the side to look at him as best you could.

“What?”

“My family line has been blessed by Lucifer himself.  It is not often that an Emeritus falls ill.”

“But he’ll let you suffer through allerg–hey!”  

He got another elbow in the gut after he pinched your hip and you both wrestled a bit under the blankets.  Terzo managed to turn you so that your chests were pressed together and you took advantage of the new position to tuck your face into his neck.  Your nose was severely stuffed up but you could still smell his cologne and it was so good you let your body go limp in his arms.

“Don’t worry about me, eh?  I want to be close to you, to take care of you.”

“Alright, fine.  I just hope your Satan magic protects you from this.”

Terzo snorted and started to card his fingers through your hair.  It didn’t take long before the soothing movement helped you begin to drift off.  You felt his lips against your temple and you smiled, opening your eyes to meet his gaze.

It was unfortunate that it was the exact moment he sneezed into your face.

Stolen Soup ~ Copia x GN!Reader

Copia always got a little anxious when you were sick. 

It was part hating that you felt bad at all and also part him not wanting to catch what you had.  He hated getting sick and was always the worst patient.  In contrast you generally preferred to be left alone.  All you wanted to do was sleep and unfortunately you just found yourself getting irritated when Copia kept bugging you. 

“Copia I’m fine!  I just want to sleep.”  Oh here we go, the pout.  You groaned, rolling your eyes as you fell back onto the pillows.  “You’ve got better things to do anyway.”

“The only thing I need to do right now is take care of you.”  He had that stubborn look on his face, the one he gave Imperator when it was time to ask for a bigger costume budget.  “Amore, please?  Let me make sure you’re going to be alright.  Would you do this for your Papa?”

You could never win in a battle against that dopey look on his face so you just huffed and nodded your head.  His dazzling smile would be worth listening to him gloat later when he claimed it was only through his care you survived at all.  Copia began to hum to himself as he grabbed the big tote bag he came in with, quickly pulling things out and setting them at the foot of the bed. 

“What’s all this?”

“Ah, well I stopped by Primo’s for some salve to rub on your chest,”  You snorted when he wiggled his eyebrows at you.  “He also gave me some tea that will help your throat.  Secondo had some of his homemade soup in his fridge so I brought that as well.”

“Does Secondo know you took his soup?”  

“I left a note, he’ll get over it.”  

There was definitely no way Secondo would get over it but you decided to let it go.  When Copia started pulling some books out you sat up again and reached out for one. 

“I don’t think I have the energy to read right now.”  You ran your fingers over the worn cover of the book, flipping it open and seeing a short passage written in Italian on the first page.  “What does this say?”

“It’s a note to Terzo.”  Copia walked around the bed and gently took the book from you.  “From his mother.”

“Oh, Copia, maybe you should take it back.  I don't want anything to happen to it.”

“No no, this is what the book is for.  Sick days.”  He gave you a warm smile, leaning forward and kissing your forehead.  He was frowning when he pulled away, muttering something about taking your temperature.  “Terzo’s mother read this to him when he was a child and then Terzo used to read this to me.”

“So now it’s my turn?”

He looked over at you with a fond smile, his hands full of remedies and stolen soup. 

“Si amore, now it’s your turn.”

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[bittybat28]

What if Copia was raised by Ghouls? These are my headcannons for that!

1. Sister Imperator i believe loves Copia but she did not know/was always too busy to be a mother so Copia was often left in the care of whoever was around which happened to be the Ghouls! They at first didn’t know what to do with him but eventually they looked at each other and went: “this is ours now”

2. They treated him as if he were a kit (baby ghoul) and raised him as such. They were still very gentle with him because he is human but they still played with him like they would a young ghoul, often engaging in gentle play fight to include him.

3. They are extremely protective of Copia and when Primo became Papa, Nihil’s ghouls had to teach the new ones who also became protective of the boy. They would often growl and bare their fangs at Nihil if he yelled at Copia, keeping him safe in their group.

4. They gave Copia his first rat!! He was often sad when the ghouls had to leave on tour because the other children wouldn’t be his friend and his older brothers were always busy with other things so they gave him a rat to keep him company which eventually turned into a new rat every time they left.

5. Because he wasn’t allowed to sleep in the ghoul’s den, Copia would often take his stuffed animals and surround himself as if he were in a ghoul pile just to sleep.

6. Because he was raised by ghouls, Copia learned how to bite and growl (which is where his growl came from when he sings!) like they often did. Any time his brothers picked on him they got bit and one time when Secondo shoved him down he got up and bit the older boy so hard he needed stitches. Secondo didn’t do that ever again after that!

7. Copia can speak full ghoulish! When he got his own ghouls, it shocked the shit out of them when he scolded them in their own language. Now he often has secret conversations like that with them when he doesn’t want the clergy to know what he’s saying.

8. He treats his ghouls like family because to him, they ARE family and he would do anything for them which I think is so cute!

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[dontaskwhybutarsonsoundsokay]

(more) Ghost Head Cannons

Rain loves thunderstorms. He is often found laying in the storms.

Copia gets really sad whenever he hears a song from meliora, He greatly misses Terzo, and the thought of him makes him cry.

Sister makes Copias dating life miserable. she always walks in his room unannounced with juice boxes and little snacks.

the "hang in there" cat poster in Copias room is the last thing Terzo ever gave him and he wishes Terzo was still around.

Mountain often hits his head on things in the ministry.

Swiss and Aurora battle eachother at the dinner table because they both want to be the "best multi-ghoul"

Sister once gave Swiss a multi tool, that was engraved with "multi-ghoul" for christmas.

Aurora stole that multi tool from swiss

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[genderful-ghoul]

I have to share this because this thought made me feel feelings

Copia making personalized mixtapes for each of his ghouls when he’s getting to know them so they can find Earth musicians they like. He’s so shy when giving them to the ghouls, but the ghouls LOVE them.

Many of the ghouls play their mixtapes when they’re having trouble sleeping to feel comforted- but none of them know they’re not the only one to do this.

#the band ghost #the band ghost headcanons #papa emeritus iv #papa 4 #copia headcanons #cardinal copia

[leezlelatch]

Showering with Copia in the early morning. He cradles you to him, slick bodies flush together. One hand cups your cheek, thumb rubbing circles into your skin as he gazes into your eyes, gently rocking you back and forth. He hums, quiet and soft. You are the center of his world.

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