#little plushia is too cute

[nocturnal-birb]

Horribly thanking @tasty-ribz for this demon Plushia lore au I ended up making

During the time Plushia got summoned into the earthly plane, Copia and Terzo didn't know about him. Both of them only wanted to summon more ghouls for the clergy but unfortunately, things didn't go as plan. The summoning circle was a bit smaller but is very potent with magic and heavily glowing.

By the time both the papas realize it, Plushia has been summoned. A higher demon of hell or perhaps a demonic lord shaped friend- who knows.

And Plushia is out for blood and soul and maybe a little silly time.

Terzo, of course, was nagging Copia about what happened and Copia defending himself that he did the instructions well... until Plushia moved his head all the way to the back and staring at the two. To which honestly scared them- especially Terzo when Plushia started standing up and walking to them.

Their response? Them practically running off to some other room in their panic cause neither of the papas knew what kind of demon it is. One would assume it's a ghost possessed doll even but they're far too on edge and scared of Plushia finding them that they ended up locking themselves in a Christian-type area of the ministry (they have that for research mostly and to fuck around about it).

Thinking that they are safe, they both catch their breaths and still on edge, Terzo just jokes about sprinkling Plushia with holy water since they're in the room that has it but Copia is just too panic to form any concrete plans so he just lets Terzo say shit.

But then, Plushia appears almost out of nowhere and staring at the two papas causing Terzo scream and grabbing whatever is near which is a bottle of holy water and practically throwing it on Plushia. Incapacitating him and practically drop like a doll as if it just died. Neither Copia and Terzo didn't expect it'd work but it did and that's when they were able to capture him and put him in a glass sealed enclosure to prevent him coming back alive since they have no idea how to bring him back to hell again so they just have to trap him.

...sad to say, it doesn't go too well and Plushia always demands being let out by the siblings with his cute charms.

The summoning

#sorry if it's a mess but yes we have lore on demon plushia au now

[carbo-ships]

Drabble: Introducing Plushia

Papa, Aether, and Ardis strolled through the corridors of the monastery. There had been a few updates to the buildings during the angel's absence that they were eager to show her. They'd only just stepped into one of the smaller sanctuaries when Ardis heard a clatter from behind them. It startled her, making her jump. "Did you hear that?" Ardis said, her voice barely above a whisper. She took Aether's arm anxiously.

Papa muttered something under his breath and sighed. "Come on out, you little fiend," he called toward the doorway. "You're not as sneaky as you think you are."

Ardis watched apprehensively as the tiny embroidered face of a plushie poked its head around the corner about a foot off the ground. Her eyebrows shot up. "Uh... What is that?" she asked. Its unblinking eyes stared directly back at her. She looked it up and down as it waddled into the room on its oversized feet. It was wearing what seemed to be a crude approximation of a red clerical uniform, complete with a little biretta.

"Right, you left before he got here, didn't you?" Aether chuckled, giving her hand a comforting squeeze.

"He's, eh... A summoning gone wrong, we'll say," Papa said with a slight air of exasperation.

"Summoning?" Ardis repeated. "Is that a demon? It looks like a stuffed toy."

"Yes, it, ah... took the form of some merchandise modeled after myself. From before I took over the papacy." He seemed less than thrilled.

"We're not entirely sure what it is, honestly," Aether added. "It can't talk, so it's been difficult to communicate with it. We tried giving it a pen to write with, but he can't hold it very well. He mostly just gestures and we do our best to interpret."

The little doll stopped its clumsy march and extended its right hand to her, still staring intensely. She looked to Papa for guidance.

"He won't hurt you, bella, nothing to fear," he assured her.

Letting go of Aether's arm, Ardis approached the little toy. She knelt before the sentient doll and gently took its tiny hand in hers. "My name's Ardis," she said, giving him a little handshake and a warm smile.

"We've been calling him 'Plushia'," Aether said, introducing him.

"Oh, that's delightful," Ardis said with a smile.

"I wish you wouldn't," Papa groaned. "It really looks nothing like me."

Ardis giggled. "Well, he's very polite, whatever he is."

Plushia took her hand in both of his as best he could and pressed his little embroidered mouth to it in a mimicry of a kiss.

Ardis let out a laugh of pure glee, the two men watching on in irritation as her heart seemed to melt. "Oh, what a little gentleman! Are you sure you haven't been teaching him some of Terzo's old moves, Papa?" she teased him.

"I really don't know where he gets it!" Papa insisted, crossing his arms.

"He's a bit of a menace, honestly," Aether sighed.

"He seems like such a little sweetheart," Ardis cooed, gazing down at him adoringly. The little cardinal was cute in an ugly sort of way, she supposed. He had the strangest proportions — his egg-shaped head was much too big for his body. She could tell it was intended to resemble Papa, but the likeness wasn't really there. Releasing her hand, he lifted his arms above his head as if requesting to be held. "Can I pick him up?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder to get Papa's permission.

He didn't want to encourage her rapidly-growing attachment, but he couldn't say no to that face. "If you must."

She very gently lifted Plushia off the floor to cradle him in her arms. He was a bit heavier than she expected. He squirmed slightly to make himself comfortable and nuzzled into the crook of her elbow. "Oh my goodness," Ardis whispered in awe and adoration. When she sweetly kissed his little forehead, Aether felt his fists clench.

Papa laughed when he noticed how Aether's tail twitched. "Is that jealousy, Mr. Ghoul?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Aether huffed, rolling his eyes. "I'm not jealous of a possessed doll."

Ardis's cheeks flushed. She'd gotten better at reading the masked ghouls' body language in lieu of facial expressions, and the way his tail was moving indicated otherwise. She made her way back to Aether, still cradling the strange little toy in her arms. After a brief moment of hesitation, she raised herself onto her tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to the bit of his chin that his mask left exposed.

A grin tugged at the corner of Aether's mouth. "Well, you'll have no complaints from me if I get more of those while he's around."

#carbo draws #carbo writes #etere #HE'S JUST A LITTLE GUY

[iamthecomet]

My sister brought me coffee so I actually feel awake now 🥳

And I've been taking pictures of Plushia and posting them on my Instagram story. The fact that he comes to work with me is both funny and a little weird 🤣

I finally got to start my Webby drawing but still have to add Mary in it and make it super cute but I might have to wait on that til tomorrow night when I'm hopefully home alone for a while.

🕸️

I made myself a GIANT matcha this morning and I have drank almost done of it and it's almost 4pm. It's just been one of those days. It's delicious though so I WILL get through it (and then be awake all night). Honestly, I love when people take their plushia's places and take pictures of them! I would love to bring mine everywhere and post him to my IG. But I'm terrible about things like that haha. I love tha the goes to work with you! I'm glad you got to start Webby! I hope you get some time to yourself soon to work on it more. I'm in craft hell..I've started way too many projects recently and I want to work on them all at once which is...not...good. I'll figure it out haha.

#comet comments #🕸️anon #comet's anons

[carbo-ships]

ok but like what if

draft of a drabble I will flesh out later

Papa, Aether, and Ardis strolled through the corridors of the monastery. There had been a few updates to the buildings during the angel's absence that they were eager to show her. They'd only just stepped into one of the smaller sanctuaries when Ardis heard a clatter from behind them. It startled her, making her jump. "Did you hear that?" Ardis said, her voice barely above a whisper. She took Aether's arm anxiously.

Papa muttered something under his breath and sighed. "Come on out, you little fiend," he called toward the doorway. "You're not as sneaky as you think you are."

Ardis watched apprehensively as the tiny embroidered face of a plushie poked its head around the corner about a foot off the ground. Her eyebrows shot up. "Uh... What is that?" she asked. Its unblinking eyes stared directly back at her. It was wearing what seemed to be a crude approximation of red clerical uniform, complete with a little biretta.

"Right, you left before he got here, didn't you?" Aether chuckled, giving her hand a comforting squeeze.

"He's, eh... A summoning gone wrong, we'll say," Papa said with a slight air of exasperation.

"Summoning?" Ardis repeated. "Is that a demon? It looks like a stuffed toy."

"Yes, it, ah... took the form of some merchandise modeled after myself. From before I took over the papacy." He seemed less than thrilled.

"We're not entirely sure what it is, honestly," Aether added. "It can't talk, so it's been difficult to communicate with it. We tried giving it a pen to write with, but he can't hold it very well. He mostly just gestures and we do our best to interpret."

The little doll extended its right hand to her, still staring intensely. She looked to Papa for guidance.

"He won't hurt you, bella, nothing to fear," he assured her.

Letting go of Aether's arm, Ardis approached the little toy. She knelt before the sentient doll and gently took its tiny hand in hers. "My name's Ardis," she said, giving him a little handshake and a warm smile.

"We've been calling him 'Plushia'," Aether said, introducing him.

"I wish you wouldn't," Papa groaned. "It really looks nothing like me."

Ardis giggled. "Well, he's very polite, whatever he is."

Plushia took her hand in both of his as best he could and pressed his little embroidered mouth to it in a mimicry of a kiss.

Ardis let out a laugh of pure delight, the two men watching on in irritation as her heart seemed to melt. "Oh, what a little gentleman! Are you sure you haven't been teaching him some of Terzo's old moves, Papa?" she teased him.

"I really don't know where he gets it!" Papa insisted, crossing his arms.

"He's a bit of a menace, honestly," Aether huffed.

"He seems like such a little sweetheart," Ardis cooed, gazing down at him adoringly. The little cardinal was cute in an ugly sort of way, she supposed. He had the strangest proportions — his egg-shaped head was much too big for his body. She could tell it was intended to resemble Papa, but the likeness wasn't really there. He lifted his arms above his head as if requesting to be held. "Can I pick him up?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder to get Papa's permission.

He didn't want to encourage her rapidly-growing attachment, but he couldn't say no to that face. "If you must."

She very gently lifted Plushia off the floor to cradle him in her arms. He was a bit heavier than she expected. He squirmed slightly to make himself comfortable and nuzzled into the crook of her elbow. "Oh my goodness," Ardis whispered in awe and adoration. When she sweetly kissed his little forehead, Aether felt his fists clench.

Papa laughed when he noticed how Aether's tail twitched. "Is that jealousy, Mr. Ghoul?"

Aether rolled his eyes. "I'm not jealous of a possessed doll."

Ardis's cheeks flushed. She'd gotten better at reading the masked ghouls' body language in lieu of facial expressions, and the way his tail was moving indicated otherwise. She made her way back to Aether, still cradling the strange little toy in her arms. After a brief moment of hesitation, she raised herself onto her tiptoes and pressed a quick kiss to the bit of his chin that his mask left exposed.

A grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Well, you'll have no complaints from me if I get more of those while he's around."

[carbo-ships]

👀👀👀

-Puck @/faerie-circle-ships

is that 3? you're getting 3.

[Context: They're getting ready to go on tour.]

It was the night before the band was scheduled to leave for their European tour. Ardis was packed and ready to go, lounging on a couch in one of the sitting rooms. She was locked in an inherently one-sided conversation with Plushia, who was curled up on her chest. She'd been tasked with keeping an eye on him while the others finished getting their things together so that he wouldn't stow away in someone's luggage. He clearly wanted to go on tour with the band, but Papa wouldn't allow it.

The satanic pope decided he was due a break, and went to visit his angel. He made his way into the sitting room and greeted her warmly. "Good evening, my little dove."

"Hi, Papa," she replied with a big smile. "Is the packing going alright?"

"Yes, nearly done. Has Plushia given you any trouble?"

"Of course not. Are you sure he can't come?" Ardis asked, looking up at Papa with her big doe eyes.

"I'm sorry, cara," he tutted. "It wouldn't be safe for him. He's far too inclined to wander off. I know you two will miss each other, though."

She sighed, hugging Plushia tighter to her chest. "I understand."

"Do you mind if I join you two for a bit?" Papa asked. "This old body of mine is in need of a break."

Ardis pulled her knees closer to her chest to offer him a spot on the couch, which he accepted. Once he was settled, he tugged her legs to stretch them back out across his lap and rested his hands on her shins. Ardis smiled. She loved the casual intimacy he often engaged in absentmindedly. "Demons are so different than I imagined," Ardis said as she caressed Plushia's back.

"In what way?"

"Well, take this one, for example. He's such a little sweetheart."

Papa chuckled. "If you say so. You only think that because he hasn't made a trail of your unmentionables down the hallway."

Ardis gasped at the little doll. "You wouldn't!" Plushia only stared back at her with the same blank, unblinking expression he always had.

"I assure you he has," Papa insisted. "In fact, I'm still missing a few pairs."

"Plushia, no! Okay, bad example. Well, Aether, then."

Papa grinned, a teasing look in his eyes. "What about that man, eh?"

She shied slightly. "He's kind, and affectionate, and protective, and charming... That's certainly not what I expected."

"It's so cute to see you in love," Papa said with a genuine smile.

"I– I'm–" Her face flushed.

[Context: Papa is holding Ardis hostage under the mistletoe and is determined to embarrass her.]

Swiss slowly leaned closer, closing his eyes. She froze. He wasn't really going to kiss her, was he? Ardis tried to lean back, but Papa's chest served as an unmoving wall. Oh, dear. She watched anxiously with red cheeks as he inched closer and closer, then– pivoted at the last second to peck her cheek.

She let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. "Don't scare me like that!" she scolded, glaring up at him.

"Oh, don't look so disappointed," Swiss laughed with a wink. He ruffled her hair as he stepped aside.

Behind him stood Sodo. His expression was unreadable, as always. She shied under the stare of his piercing blue eyes. He took her chin in his hand as his eyes methodically scanned her face. Once he decided on the most appropriate course of action, he pressed a ginger kiss to her other cheek.

[Context: This was in the first draft of Chapter 26 (I think) but ultimately got cut.]

Aether scooted as far back as possible until his back was resting against the wall, then pulled her into his arms. He reached behind her and pulled the privacy curtain closed, engulfing them both in darkness. The small bunk wasn't fit to accommodate two people, which only meant that Ardis had to snuggle closer to him. He kissed her forehead silently, savoring the intimacy of their tight quarters and trying not to disturb the ghouls who were only a few feet away. "I'm so glad you're here," he whispered in her ear. She nuzzled into him in response. He kissed her cheek, then her jaw, then her neck, but she quickly stopped him. He could feel her pulse quicken. He'd clearly gotten a bit too overzealous and reached a boundary. Thinking about it, he realized he'd never tried to kiss her neck before. Best to save that for a time when she could properly vocalize her preferences, he decided. For now, he'd stick to things that had already earned her enthusiastic approval. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips in a silent apology. She was much more receptive to that, leaning into him. He wrapped his tail around her waist and rolled so that she was lying on top of him.