#( ⛧ ) ; 𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉.

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@faithstar asked: "They're dead now, you know you don't have to mask things so much." // listen this brainrot has consumed me

Thumb and index pinch the bridge of his nose when Copia brings up the whole masking thing yet again. Why was it any of his or anyone else's business what Terzo did or didn't have going on in his brain and how it FUNCTIONED compared to others? To slap some sort of label onto it sounded useless this far into his life or rather now his second chance at one. " I don't know what you want me to do when you tell me things like that. " Terzo snaps in a SHARP tone of voice, though he immediately feels a rush of guilt wash over him for the sudden harshness. His brother was trying to help, he knew that, but it still felt strange being on such AMICABLE terms with him lately. Usually by now either of them would fuck it up somehow and they'd be back to being petty to each other. It didn't help when he brought up the subject of their father and Sister Imperator.

Terzo crosses his leg over his knee, a subtle sign that he was starting to defensively barricade himself from any of his emotions to do with either of them. " Non mi interessa cosa pensa la gente di me. " He only wished that were true, but it's a lie he's tried to tell himself for years. From the very beginning of his reign as Papa, Terzo was concerned of what people thought of him, of his performance and stage presence compared to his brothers and his father before them. Even evidence and validation that Terzo was EXCEEDING expectations hadn't done much to calm the anxieties and doubts.

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[morbidgrl]

fxntasmagoria asked: “  you can’t even say that and look me in the eyes.  you’re clearly lying.  just tell me the truth.  ”- from Gabriel

❝Y-You're not listening to me!❞Her tone raised slightly,green hues now raised up to meet his brown ones,frown etched on her lips,sniffling but not daring to let him see her breakdown,or crack under pressure,hand goes to pull at platinum locks in frustration,with a sigh she continues,❝I wouldn't lie to you,Gabriel. You should know me better than that,I'm not a liar. I-I can't fight with you on this,I just wanted to have a good time,but the moment you came by it's like you just wanted to be angry with me,even going as far as accusing me of something like this.❞She was tired,and it was obvious by the circles under her eyes - it hadn't been easy without him when he was in prison,she'd got shit for simply being affiliated with him,and it kept her up at night more than she already had been,in her apartment,she didn't feel safe anymore but now that he was there,she figured that would change. She didn't expect an outburst,something like going behind his back to the very ones who got him behind bars in the first place. She calms herself,before the tears could finally fall,she'd sigh again and go up to him,eyes staring up at him,frown still there.

❝I have been trying to keep your ass safe since you left,Gabriel. I don't know who the fuck told you I'd do something that low,associate with those assholes but that's not who I am. You know that.❞

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infernalrampage asked: i thought you probably had me blocked.

❝Why the hell would I do that? After all we've been through together,I'd never ditch you,Bev.❞She wouldn't even make it without Beverly in her life if she's being completely honest,the sister of Henry Bower's never abandoned the ones she cared and loved the most,not even Henry after he went fucking insane after what happened that summer.

She'd always visit him and hold him close,he was all she had left family wise,and though she knew he wasn't the Henry she grew up with and was so close to,she knew that he still loved her and knew she was his sister. She sighs and runs a hand through her hair,using the other to take a drag of her cigarette dangling between thin fingers.

Inhaling the smoke as she takes another drag before she speaks up again as she exhales through her nose,green hues never leaving Beverly's figure.

❝I'm not gonna leave any of you. We need each other,I wouldn't forgive myself if I left now,not after everything.❞

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footagecaught asked: “Where would you like to kiss me?” / gently yeets ♥️

She's still getting used to the idea of being wanted,never feeling worthy of love or being loved,Scout wanted to give herself the benefit of the doubt and just go for it. She really liked Mo,that much was obvious,and since confessing that,she'd made her mission to make it obvious,being way more flirty than before when they were friends,even going far as to send him nudes,something she only did when she felt like she could do this - allow herself to feel good,for once. She's blushing,failing miserably to hide it with her hair,and bites down on her lower lip,green hues are focused on him and she can't get over how fucking beautiful he is - and she didn't fail to mention that to him,truly finding him really attractive. Her heart's racing and without answering,she simply places her hands against his cheeks,his cute lil' cheeks,and leans in for a kiss,starting slow,tiny body against his she melts and gives him a moment to kiss her back - it felt like fireworks,and she only hoped he'd felt the same connection as she did with him. After what felt like forever,and it did get heated after a bit,she panted and looked into his eyes with a big dopey smile.

❝I've been waiting to do that. God I'm so cheesy and lame.❞

[morbidgrl-archive3]

Whenever her only friend that's a girl smiles,her heart skips a beat in the most cliche way possible and it warms her cold,dead heart,if she's being honest. Lily just has a way to make her feel things she didn't ever think she could feel,let alone allow herself to feel said things - by that,she means good things,and actually be okay with it instead of telling herself otherwise that she didn't deserve these feelings,that she didn't deserve Lily. She loved her,probably more than the brunette would ever know,and she feels like she should at try to be normal about it,but thankfully Lily knows her struggles with love,good feelings in general. And that thought alone,makes her smile right back,dimples poking out.

❝That's what I'm here for. And I won't hesitate to kick their ass either,seriously. I'm always here for you.❞Not nearly as drunk but drunk enough to spill out her inner thoughts and feelings she's always felt for the other in front of her,heart about to beat right out of her chest,she doesn't know what she'd do for her and she had to say it eventually or the opportunity to tell her how she really felt might never come again.

❝You're just,perfect. Whatever boy doesn't see that,doesn't deserve anything - except a kick straight to the nads with these steel toed boots I'm wearing.❞She wants to just flat out ask her out already to ensure these fuckboys don't hurt her ever again,and sure,she's drunk,not nearly as drunk as the girl in front of her,but fuck,she's willing to go for it.

❝Would you um,would you be down to go on a date? With me?❞

@morbidgrl​   :    𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎   𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 ,   𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜   𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔 ,   𝚒   𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎   𝚢𝚘𝚞.

painted   pout   turned   𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦   𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 ,      a   smile   formed   slowly   upon   melancholy   features.        SHE’S   DRUNK ,      OF   COURSE.        never   in   a    𝘴𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳   𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦    would   she   even   dream   about   shedding   tears   for   a   fucking   boy.        𝒉𝒐𝒘   𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈.        tattooed   arms   hooked   around   scout’s   neck ,      loosely   hanging   from    𝘵𝘩𝘦   𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳    with   nothing   but   adoration   in    𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅   𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒔    that   gazed   into   those   above   her.        ❛      YOU   ALWAYS   KNOW   WHAT   TO   SAY.      ❜         cotton   candied   laugh   as   she   leaned   in   closer   to   place   a    𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴    upon   others   cheek ,      pulling   away   to   reveal   that   smile   had   grown   in   size.        ❛      𝚒   𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎   𝚢𝚘𝚞 ,   𝚝𝚘𝚘.      ❜

*      𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻𝒀   𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬   𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺     ⤳      from   scout   carver.

[forsakestar]

praise

A-Z NSFW HEADCANON MEME ! - Accepting!

praise — do they like being praised? is there anything specific they like being praised for? do they like praising their partner(s)?

Being praised by his partner/s is something Terzo has a somewhat complicated relationship with because there's always going to be a part of his mind that thinks he hasn't done anything to deserve it. When someone praises him genuinely or in the context of bedroom activities, it will usually elicit some sort of an emotional reaction from him at first. Regardless, Terzo always ends up loving it, it brings him a sense of relief knowing that his partner truly loves whatever he's doing to them. As far as him praising his partner/s? You can safely bet Terzo will do it every time. He wants them to feel good physically and mentally.

Specifically, I think he enjoys being praised for him following orders from his partner, being vocal, his hands/fingers touching over them, and his mouth whether it's giving oral or simply kissing them.

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@judastales asked: 🎁 — for Lucifer ? 👀 🎁: for my muse to receive a gift from your muse

The youngest Emeritus was no stranger to receiving gifts from others, especially now that he's stepped up to become Papa. His DEVOTED followers had a habit of showering him in such things, even some of the ghouls had shown their loyalties and admirations by doing so. He never complained about it, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't slightly materialistic. But in his position he didn't care what others thought, enjoying the more LAVISH perks was one of the better parts of all this.

So when he's presented with the gift on his way out of the chapel, Terzo doesn't feign much of a MODEST demeanor over the gesture. He takes it into his hands, faux golden claws of his gloves lightly brushing over the wrapped box after giving it a quick and careful shake like a curious child. Terzo then TRACES them over the patterns in the design as he glances up at the other with a glint of appreciation in his eyes. " Thank you very much, che gentile da parte tua. Getting into the spirit of the winter season are we? Would you prefer that I eh, open it now or later? "

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“What are you, gay?”

" What is that supposed to be, an insult? " Terzo counters Damon with his eyebrows PLAYFULLY raising at the vampire briefly. His voice dips into a deeper register as a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth and he gestures his hands to nothing in particular. " If you think that's gay, my friend, just wait until you see what I'll be up to tonight. I'll have my hands...very full so to speak. "

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@divinehr asked: you've earned this.

Terzo had yet to have the opportunity to show Priscilla the Grammy in person since they have continued to be on the road for tour, but finally after a long wait they had come back home. The antipope thankfully found the time to slip away from all the BUSTLE to meet the other alone, carrying the award behind his back until his mismatched eyes caught hers and he promptly gave it a dramatic reveal akin to a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat. Gloved fingers clutch the coveted trophy, turning it over carefully and examining it with her at all angles as if he hasn't been ADMIRING it since the very night it was handed to him.

" Thank you...thank you, sì, it is everything I have ever wanted. Well, what we have ever wanted. All of us here. " Terzo STRUGGLES a little to take the compliment even if that was what he'd been fishing for. He turns on his heel and tucks the award safely away on a shelf for now. He's sure Sister Imperator will want it on an actual display eventually, but for tonight it was only his to have. The victory was greatly praised by Sister and his father upon his arrival back to the Ministry, which had been even tougher to swallow than Priscilla's words. It was always difficult when it came to accepting any of his father's praise. At least this was all confirmation that more eyes were on them than ever before and he'd imagine those numbers would only grow. More sheep to their UNHOLY flock or perhaps they should be referred to as goats.

" Now, " He rubs his thumb against his fingers in thought when he faces Priscilla again, " If you really want to help me celebrate, we should share wine together. I'm certain your ears have been ringing nonstop with talk about me for the past few weeks. But fuck all of that, I'm more interested to hear what's been going on since I've left. Will you indulge me? "

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@helptheghosts asked: “A monster can love too, but never gently.”

" Ah, but it matters if we are talking about literal or figurative monsters, does it not? " Terzo taps his temple thoughtfully with one of the metallic GOLD claws that adorn the fingertips of his leather gloves, making his way over to the pew where the other sits. Instead of pausing by Cathy's side or standing at the altar, Terzo instead slides carefully into the pew in front of her, turning to the side to be able to speak to her properly with his arm resting on the back of his seat.

" I have personally known many gentle monsters in my life and I've also known those who wear the guise of innocence and sanctity be the most vile pieces of shit you've ever met. The world is strange that way. " The curse comes FLUENTLY to his tongue, as if the antipope had no filter even in a more professional setting rather than being on stage. " What brings you here today, my dear? Prayer, confession, a penny for your thoughts? "

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@sinworn asked: Dewdrop comes in carrying their little ghoul in his arms, looking both amused and a bit pleased. Handing the excited baby over he proudly announces "He set the curtains on fire today."

Even in the middle of filling out some important paperwork in his office, Terzo STOPS what he's doing immediately when he sees Dewdrop step in with their baby in his arms, joy filling his heart. It makes him wonder for a moment, if his own mother would do this when his father was still Papa. If there was a moment once where he would've been proud to look upon his boy and dream of what his future would hold, what sort of man he'd grow up to be. Or maybe his father never even took the time to bother. The antipope shakes the thoughts out of his mind. There was no use in dwelling on such things, not anymore. Any chance to work out the STRAIN in their father-son bond was ripped away when Nihil decided the best course of action was to murder him and his older brothers.

" On fire? Ahh, Ignazio, living up to your name already I see. I knew I named you well, piccola scintilla. " Terzo sets down the pen in his hand and laughs as he takes the ghoul securely into his arms, adjusting as necessary to comfortably sit back. " Your poor uncle probably didn't enjoy that, you know. " Yet the expression in Terzo's mismatched eyes when he looks down at his child in his embrace is not one of concern for his younger half brother, it is of unequivocal PRIDE.

As the baby fire ghoul hybrid's tiny hands cling onto his fingers, Terzo smiles and presses a quick kiss to Ignazio's forehead, leaving behind a slight smudge of black lipstick from his upper lip. " Sounds like we will have to fireproof just eh, a few more things around the abbey. " Another chuckle leaves him and his gaze turns to Dewdrop instead. " Have you gotten a break yet today, darling? "

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📂

Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have

Personal care is very important to him! If you were to take a peek of his bathroom you would find expensive shampoo/conditioner, soaps, lotions, moisturizers, face masks, colognes, etc. He's been doing this since he was in his twenties, but with age he tries to stay on top of it daily and nightly. He prides himself on his good looks and good hair ( he may or may not gently bully his older brother Secon.do because of his lack of it dfghdfb.) He always tends to carry around a travel sized cologne & lotion, a pocket mirror, and comb with him in case of "emergencies."

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@sinworn asked: ❛ You shine like the sun and the moon and the stars in the sky ❜ / meg

Tangled bare beneath the sheets, the pair are wrapped tightly in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of their PASSION. It still feels like everything is just all a hazy dream being in Omega's arms again, safe and sound. Alive and breathing. Though he may not completely be the same man that he was upon the night of his death, he's here now and that's all that matters. His fingertips brush against her torso, drinking in the sight of his soulmate as rays of moonlight DANCE between the crack of the curtain and spill onto the bed. When she speaks such sweet words to him, a dazed smile forms on his lips and he lets out a quiet chuckle, feeling his face and neck flush more than it already was.

" I could say the very same for you, il mio cuore. " Terzo reaches up and fixes a strand of Omega's pale hair behind her pointed ear. For a moment he falls silent, mismatched gaze staring up into the quintessence ghoul's VIBRANT amethyst hues. " Never have I met anyone else that rivals your wonderful mind and your beauty. " His reaches for her much larger hand, lifting it to his lips to gently kiss each and every knuckle and her wrist.

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@divinehr asked: [ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it / perfectionism (tm)

Despite his tendency to dress in the NICEST outfits he could, it was actually a rarity to see Terzo with a tie of any kind. Most of the time he hated the way the fabric always wound up tight around his throat no matter what he'd do. In the throes of passion within the bedroom such a thing would be more than welcomed, but wearing something that felt like it's sole purpose was to slowly SUFFOCATE him in a social setting only led to the Satanic priest feeling overstimulated and uncomfortable.

Nevertheless he spares a moment in order to allow Priscilla to adjust the tie to her liking, grateful for her eagle eye of the smallest imperfections. Admittedly Terzo was FORCED to rush when doing it himself otherwise he would've spent the additional energy to meticulously arrange it in a pleasing way himself like he normally did when getting ready for any outings or events. " Thank you for your assistance, cara. As always, you are very helpful. So! Do I look suitable now, eh? " Terzo steps back with the smallest of smiles, holding both of his arms out and spinning carefully on the heel of his shoe for her to take a good look at his chosen wardrobe for the evening. " Ready to make a grand entrance I think. "

[forsakestar]

≻ what subject or field is your muse passionate about learning ?

≻ is your muse sensitive, or do they have a thick skin ?

↪ 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 . /// Accepting!

[ Other than music being the obvious field to speak upon because this man was more or less raised to be able to learn to sing & play instruments, he's very interested in the art of architecture! While he's no expert on the technicalities, he's done some research and read a few books on the subject. Specifically his favorite is the art deco period and this is even greatly reflected in his overall aesthetic he likes it so much. He's also interested in filmmaking / acting, usually in the genres of classic horror and romance and he's always up for learning some more witchcraft.

As for if he's sensitive or not emotionally/mentally? That's a tricky one and I gotta be honest I really had to think about this for a bit. Because on the surface I think for the most part Terzo tends to act like he has a thick skin. And if we're only talking about whether or not he gets upset if a stranger says something dumb and obviously rude to him then yes he does have a thick skin, he'll either brush it off or even mess with the person saying those things. He can be very emotionally available when the situation calls for it, but he's also unfortunately learned to suppress a lot when it comes to his own issues. Terzo is not sensitive in the traditional way of necessarily crying easily or getting angry (although he can absolutely get irritable and snappy), but rather if someone he knows is judging him he'll wind up internalizing that and get anxious and self conscious and seek out validation to prove those thoughts wrong. ]