#Papa Emeritus i

[alien-the-ghost]

Recieving unholy communion from Papa I

Actually screamed

Source but honestly kudos goes to @infestissumal for resurfacing these

[spect-era]

The killing maiming and eating duo…

[luciferscowgirl]

Oh CARDI please LET ME WALK WITH

YOU LIKE THIS

[ficandkaboodle]

I firmly believe that Primo was the one to remind Secondo and Terzo about wrapping it before tapping it. They probably already knew that, considering their situation (read: Slut Father) but Primo took no chances on that. In fact, he decided to kill two birds with one stone and do the lecture while peeling and cutting carrots. Aggressively. For soup, of course. No other reason.

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Old men aren’t always wise, Primo is well aware of that ; his own father being the most striking exemple of elder stupidity he can think of. Yet he, Primo Emeritus, humbly thinks he himself has been made wise by life. Raising three younger brothers since their idiot of a father wouldn’t...well, it definitely taught him things, and, most importantly, allowed him to form a strong bond with them.

He knows his brothers like the back of his hand ; severe, cold and bitter Secondo, who shies away from the very love he desperately craves ; flamboyant, charismatic Terzo, hidding a bottomless pit of self-hatred under pretty smiles, witty jokes and flirty comments ; sweet, kind-hearted Copia, who feels like an impostor as he battles with Sister Imperator’s clumsy, sometimes harsh and unfit motherly affection. They aren’t perfect, and neither is Primo or their relationship, but they tried, tried so hard, built trust, love and loyalty between all of them, and in the end, it’s all that matter.

Point is. Primo is wise, and he knows his brothers. Knows Terzo – no, not Terzo. Alessandro. So as he watches the scene unfolding in front of him, he knows instantly. It’s in the way his brother’s eyes linger on the rythm guitarist, not long enough for it to be obvious, but enough for Primo to notice. In the way Terzo is almost always subcounciously turning toward the quintessence ghoul as he talks and offers new ideas. In the way his face lights up when Omega praises said ideas, and add his owns. In the way the singer takes every occasions to brush against his ghoul, to adjust the position of his crooked grucifx, to pat his strong arms. How Terzo’s ears grow pink when they make eye contact for just a fraction too long.

Omega is, admitedly, harder to read, even though Primo worked with the ghoul for a time. He always liked him, sturdy, serious, as amazing a pack leader as a musician. He seems more relaxed with Terzo than he was with Primo, a tad more playful, which the older man doesn’t resent. And despite his difficulties to intrepret the quintessence ghoul’s attitude, there are signs that don’t lie. A way of angling himself so that Terzo is never out of his sight, leaning ever so slightly into Terzo’s fleeting touch, praising him with a special kind of warmth in his voice, the ocasional soft, fond chuckle at one of the singer’s joke, absent-mindedly brushing his tail against Terzo’s leg.

If all that wasn’t enough, the other ghouls’ frequent shared knowing glances would be great giveaways as well. So Primo smiles and keeps listening, keeps watching.

Once they reach the end of the practice session, Terzo saunters toward the armchair his older brother folded himself in, ever the showman, grinning.

« So, what do you think, old man ? »

Primo chuckles softly.

« I see you’ve been working hard. I must say, I’m impressed. You’ve grown, and your music with you. »

For just a moment, Primo gets a small, private smile ; Alessandro’s smile, as his little brother squeezes his bony hand in his gloved one.

« Thank you, » he whispers. Then his smile widens, turns into that cocky grin everyone knows, his voice rising again. « Had any favorite ? Ah, your growling vocals-loving hide must have liked Mummy Dust, right ? But you’re a sentimental one too. Maybe He is ? »

Primo shakes his head with a huff.

« Both are very nice, as is the rest of the album, but I have to confess, Deus In Absentia struck me the most. »

At that, Terzo’s face makes something complicated, and he looks over his shoulder, meeting Omega’s eyes from where the ghoul is packing his guitar. He stares back, tipping his head in acknowledgement. Terzo looks back at Primo with an expression just a tiniest bit more eager than he’d usually let it be.

« Really ? Omega helped me with the lyrics. I admit, it might be one of my favorites as well. »

As always, Terzo is quick to offer his arm to his older brother when Primo gets up, much less gracefully than in his youth.

« Well, it is truly a touching song, in my opinion. Both emotional and majestic. »

He leads the both of them to his rose garden in comfortable silence, and only speaks up once he’s sure they are truly alone.

« So, Omega, eh ? Somehow, I’m not even surprised. »

Terzo splutters, almost tripping over his own feet.

« Wh- what ? I don’t- »

A warm smile pulls at Primo’s lips, lightening his weathered face.

« Alessandro Terzo Emeritus, I have known you for your entire life. I know how being in love looks on you. »

For a few seconds, his little brother stares at him, before letting out a long sigh and running a hand through his hair, ears going pink again.

« He is- he’s special, Prim- Dante. He- I never felt that way before. Not that much. »

Primo huffs, gives Terzo’s arm a light squeeze.

« I am glad. I always thought he was a truly admirable ghoul. I trust he takes good care of you ? »

Terzo hums, hanging his head down, raven black locks brushing his features.

« It might sound stupid, but he makes me feel...special. Me, not Papa Emeritus the third. Like he can see right through every layers of bullshit I wrap myself in. »

Primo stops walking, turning around to face his little brother. His happy-looking, flustered little brother. Softly, gently, he presses his bony hand to Terzo’s chest, right above the heart.

« You deserve it. You deserve someone who sees you. I am so, so very happy for you. »

Terzo lights up.

« I’m thinking...I’d like him to know my name. My real name, I mean. I know he would use it wisely ; hell, he was long hesitant about calling me Terzo in public. »

Though it isn’t a question, he looks up through his lashes at Primo, in search of something. The older man pats his brother head with a raspy chuckle. Gives him the reassurance he needs ; the one their father could never give them ; the one Primo endavored to offer his brothers whenever he could.

« I’m sure he’ll be honored. A lovely ghoul indeed. » Primo takes a step back, considers, then decides that a bit of teasing cannot hurt. «  And he’s big too, isn’t he ? »

Terzo chokes on his inhale, instinctively covering his ears, either to hide the flush that can only be seen there because of the paint, or to fruitlessly try and block words he already heard.

« I- the hell ? »

With a snort, Primo smiles mischieviously.

« What ? He is, you barely reach what, his chest perhaps ? »

He waits for realization to dawn on Terzo before adding :

« But, you know. Huge down there too, I’m sure. »

His little brother splutters, before shaking his head incredulously.

« If you were Secondo, I would have kicked you, old man. »

Primo chuckles.

« I am sure that if Secondo had made such a comment, you two would be fighting like you used to as kids, rolling on the ground and all that. »

Terzo smirks.

« Well, I wouldn’t be able to pull his hair anymore. »

With a tut, Primo swats his younger brother on the back of his head.

« Low blow. But, in all seriousness. I am so very glad you are happy. »

« ...Thanks, Dante. »

[nihildenial]

primo: pinterest

secondo: facebook

terzo: tumblr

copia: instagram

nihil: omegle

[theunholybastard]

-Theunholybastard's Masterlist-

Hey, Lovelies! 👋 Finally, I made a proper masterlist!

Here, I provide content for The Band Ghost, including all of the Papas, Sister Imperator, and Era 3, 4, and 5 Ghouls and Ghoulettes.

Though not all of my works are NSFW, my account is strictly 18+, along with most of my works. Minors are not welcome here!

Any works that are NSFW are highlighted in red. Any works that are SFW are highlighted in purple.

-Primo

-Oneshots-

Objectification (Papa Emeritus I x GN!Reader)

Sex Toys (Papa Emeritus I x F!Reader)

Spanking (Papa Emeritus I x TransM!Reader)

Morning Sex (Papa Emeritus I x F!Reader)

Handjob (Papa Emeritus I x GN!Reader)

Collaring (Papa Emeritus I x M!Reader)

Free Use (All Papas x F!Reader)

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

-Secondo

-Oneshots-

Angry Sex (Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader)

Deepthroating (Papa Emeritus II x M!Reader)

Sensory Deprivation (Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader)

Pregnancy (Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader)

Public Sex (Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader)

Food Play (Papa Emeritus II x TransM!Reader)

Blood (Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader)

Free Use (All Papas x F!Reader)

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

-Terzo

-Oneshots-

Titfucking (Papa Emeritus III x F!Reader)

Somnophilia (Papa Emeritus III x F!Reader)

Breeding (Papa Emeritus III x F!Reader)

Glove Kink (Papa Emeritus III x GN!Reader)

Quickie (Papa Emeritus III x GN!Reader)

Double Penetration (Papa Emeritus III x Omega x F!Reader)

Lingerie (Papa Emeritus III x F!Reader)

Breath Play (Papa Emeritus III x F!Reader)

Free Use (All Papas x F!Reader)

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

-Copia

-Oneshots-

In Sync (Era 5 Ghouls x Papa Emeritus IV)

Pegging (Papa Emeritus IV x F!Reader)

Dry Humping (Cardinal Copia x GN!Reader)

Praise (Frater Imperator x F!Reader)

Voyeurism (Cardinal Copia x GN!Reader)

Virginity (Papa Emeritus IV x F!Reader)

Thigh Riding (Cardinal Copia x F!Reader)

Sexting (Frater Imperator x GN!Reader)

Threesome (Papa Emeritus IV x Cumulus x F!Reader)

Shower Sex (Papa Emeritus IV x F!Reader)

Free Use (All Papas x F!Reader)

Bad Day (Papa Emeritus IV x GN!Reader)

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

-Nihil

-Oneshots-

None so far...

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

-Sister Imperator

-Oneshots-

None so far...

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

-Era 3 Ghouls

-Oneshots-

Double Penetration (Papa Emeritus III x Omega x F!Reader)

-Full length Fics-

None so far...

-Era 4/5 Ghouls/Ghoulettes

-Oneshots-

A Heated Encounter (Mountain x Aurora)

Era 5 Ghouls/Ghoulettes Period Comfort Headcanons

In Sync (Era 5 Ghouls x Papa Emeritus IV)

Threesome (Papa Emeritus IV x Cumulus x Reader)

Rainy Evenings (Dewdrop x Rain)

-Full Length Fics-

None so far...

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[theboyofalltime]

That one person who thinks they’re the most specialist person in the world. “Papa, this isn’t you..! Follow my voice, it’s m-GEUGH- EYGH-“ She’s dead.

"Feral ghouls" this "ghouls go feral on a blood moon" that. Why can't the papas go feral too for once. They're not that human. Why can't they also lose it once on a specific night and have blood on their teeth and scamper around in the middle of the night with the ghouls or bite people

Woe to the people that see one white glowing eye at the end of a dark hallway. Or something

[the-pigeon-queen]

As eldest, picking the movie on movie night is his birthright

[oranpo]

📽🎞IT'S GHOVIE DAY! 📽🎞

Here we have everyone gathered to enjoy themselves and their participation in the movie, as well as the previous Papas being overjoyed for their brother's debut!🖤 You can see the love oozing from them

To anyone going to see the Ghovie in LA - I will be giving little mini prints of this illustration, so see you then! :' )

And to everyone, tag your spoilers and have a lot fun!🖤

[bribinart]

this guy am i right

[pomidaea]

The old one's bouquet

[osiiiris]

I love that Ghost has shifted all the attention to the aesthetics of clothing. 

In a world where pop stars focus almost entirely on nudity, ignoring the importance of clothing and how it plays a fundamental role in the game of desire, Ghost, both Papas and Ghouls, have been perfect in not underestimating the value of clothing, but rather in bringing it back to the spotlight.

The history of fashion is rich with examples of how clothing has been a source of literary inspiration, an object of desire and fetish, and a protagonist in cultural and aesthetic changes.

Leather gloves, intricate vestments, cravats, boots... they may seem like simple accessories, but they are, in fact, tools of seduction and personality manifestation.

With them, I feel as though we are returning to the European aesthetics of the 19th century, to the cult of beauty and elegance, as if having just stepped out of Leopardi's 'Dialogue Between Fashion and Death.'

I love the vanitas, the drama, the sophistication, the opulence of it all.

[irlplasticlamb]

welcome year zero.

prints + buy my tee (5% of proceeds donated to medical aid for palestinians) + commission info pinned to profile

[ficandkaboodle]

Headcanon I Don’t Really Believe But Wow is it Fun to Imagine #669

The vision in the left eye is always a crapshoot and it can fuck with a Papa’s mind if he lets it. Sometimes both eyes have 20/20 vision. Other times, it’s far-sighted but like. Hawk levels. It can get very overwhelming seeing that amount of detail in only one eye. Sometimes the vision levels are the same, but the left eye can see things not visible to regular humans (spirits, tiny imps, etc). Sometimes, though, it’s just-plain normal.

Primo’s left eye was very near-sighted, warped to see the composition of the spirits of people in his vision. Unfortunately, being that he was mostly surrounded by the Clergy, he became convinced of peoples’ rottenness. It wasn’t until he went on tours and began to see more variety in the composition of peoples’ souls that he began to question if maybe there are perhaps some people who aren’t entirely vermin. He keeps this to himself.

Secondo had 20/20 vision but was able to see auras. Wore shades to combat how overwhelming seeing all those colors could be. Large rituals requiring him to go without would mess with his mood due to overstimulation, but that’s only a part of why he became seen as so moody.

Terzo could see visions of possible futures play out in his left eye sometimes, while his right eye just worked like a regular one: It made him see things as they unfortunately were. Being able to see the possibilities while being forced to also see their realities took a toll on him, contributing to his simultaneous disappointment in everything around him while also chasing beauty. Meliora always exists in his left eye.

I think Copia thinks his eyes are pretty normal, as he doesn’t seem to see too far or too close or bizarre things. After all, Ma and Psaltarian can see Old Man Nihil. But here’s my headcanon within a headcanon: He probably can see more ghosts and spirits that live in the Abbey — if he became more willing to see them. Say what you will, but Copia is pretty self-focused while also being bad at focusing. I think maybe it’s possible that there’s also room for residual trauma or ignorance that also keeps him from fully realizing just how much exists around him. Maybe seeing Sister, Nihil, and the Twins is easier because he at least knows them. But maybe by opening himself up to the actual history of those that came before him, that, too, once existed, would allow him to one day blink and see that there’s ghosts in the Abbey. And they’ve always been there…

Bonus:

Nihil’s eye kind of screwed him over: Similar to Terzo, it causes him to visualize and focus on pretty things. Though in Nihil’s case, it’s hedonistic. He sees the beautiful potential something or someone can have in playing a part in a chase of delights. It’s part of why he can’t look at Sister without looking at who she once was; why he can’t look at his reflection without seeing who he was, what he could’ve been. Granted, I think his obsessive tendencies and homegrown inability to be here in the now definitely made it worse by making him cling to the past. What was meant to be a tool to visualize delights got morphed by his own humanness and turned into a crutch for him to rely on instead of growing.