#The Band of Heathens

[cbjustmusic]

The Band of Heathens and Jaime Wyatt team up with eTown hosts Nick & Helen Forster for this rendition of Neil Young's "Helpless." ____________________ Helpless Songwriter: Neil Young

There is a town in north Ontario With dream comfort memory to spare In my mind, I still need a place to go All my changes were there

Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon on the rise Big birds flying across the sky Throwing shadows on our eyes Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless Baby can you hear me now? (Helpless, helpless, helpless) The chains are locked and tied across the door Baby, sing with me somehow (helpless, helpless, helpless)

Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon on the rise Big birds flying across the sky Throwing shadows on our eyes Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless Helpless, helpless, helpless (Helpless, helpless, helpless)

[well-mannered-barbarian]

The Band of Heathens - "Hurricane" | Concerts from Blue Rock LIVE

[musiconspotify]

#BandOfHeathens - Heartless Year

[miasmaghoul]

miasma what r ur swiss tummy thoughts 🎤

syringe how DARE u make me consider the swummy when i have SO MANY KINKTOBER PROMPTS LEFT >:(

sigh.

anyway. i think swiss gains a little weight between tours and as such two ghouls in particular are even more obsessed with him than usual.

(contains: body worship, marking, tit sucking, some light scent kink, sloppy kissing, drool, teasing, and swiss being the desperate one for a change. at least a little)

His rusty purr echoes off his bedroom walls, his fingers drag through two heads of soft hair, and Swiss thinks this is as close to bliss as a guy can get.

Aeon had slithered up to Swiss' side right after lunch and hooked their elbows together, wrangling him back to the dorms with warm lips pressed to Swiss' ear. He hadn't complained; there were a few empty hours to spare until evening practice, he could allow their new addition to distract him for a bit.

Finding Dew waiting for them in the center of his bed, joint already lit, had been a surprise of the loveliest variety.

Swiss doesn't know how long it's been since they finished it off, but it's been long enough for Dew and Aeon to get wonderfully handsy. They'd fallen back against the headboard on Dew's last exhale, the little ghoul pinned to Swiss' right side and Aeon attached to his left. Heavy arms slung around their shoulders while Dew nuzzled his chest and Aeon shoved his nose into Swiss' throat.

This isn't the first time they've captured him like this over the past couple of weeks, and Swiss is sure it won't be the last. There are still nine days until the next tour picks up, and at this point it's harder to keep them off of him than on him.

It always starts with them touching over his shirt, long fingers dimpling the places where the fabric has gone taut. Drawn tighter after months of indulging in food, drink, and abject laziness when permitted. It happens to all of them, a few pounds added when they aren't able to sweating it off on stage. Even Dew has the most delightful little belly roll and love handles now, along with a bit more touchable puffiness in his chest. It'll all burn off once things pick up again, so none of the ghouls find themselves bothered when they all go a little soft(er) around the edges.

Least of all Swiss. He owns the tightest shirts for a reason.

Not that his shirts last very long when they do this. This afternoon was no different, Swiss' tee tossed to the floor the moment Aeon started to drool onto it. Their hands were on him immediately then; Dew grabbed a handful of his now-softer chest while he buried his face in Swiss' armpit, and Aeon had been quick to to sink his fingers into his stomach while he latched on to Swiss' collarbone. Both of then making the happiest little trilling sounds at the feel of his pudge giving beneath their skilled hands, sounds that made Swiss feel just a little higher.

Now, a truly unknown amount of time later, they've both migrated south. Dew's still pressed close, a skinny leg wrapped around Swiss' knee. He can feel the little ghoul's warmth through both of their pants, and there's sure to be a wet spot in Dew's jeans whenever he chooses to shred them. Dew's mouth is warmer, though, busy sucking the latest of many marks just below his navel. They overlap with the last round of still-healing bruises spotting Swiss' torso, a purpled mosaic of adoration.

Swiss sighs, rakes his claws over the little ghoul's scalp, and Dew looks up at him with the glassiest eyes. His lips swollen, flushed from so long spent worshipping every inch of Swiss he could reach. Spit slick as Swiss' own skin.

"Your eyes are red," he purrs, grinning with barely-open eyes. He cups Dew's cheek, no longer quite so hollow, and drags his thumb over his lower lip. "Almost as red as this pretty mouth."

Those lovely lips curl into the laziest smile when Swiss slips his thumb between them. The little ghoul gives it a lazy suck that has Swiss groaning, throbbing in his too-tight jeans. A pulse so intense that he's sure Aeon must feel it too, and the little whimper that floats up from his chest only confirms his suspicions.

Aeon's been straddling his other leg for a while now, making an absolute mess of his bare chest. Mouthing at his tits wet and sloppy, saliva catching in his thatch of chest hair with every pass of his tongue. Aeon's paid special attention to his nipples too, of course. Gotten them all puffed up and so dark with sharp but gentle teeth. He has one hand stuck up Dew's shirt, the other firmly planted on the side of Swiss' belly that Dew can't quite reach. Kneading away with abandon and entirely lost in his own little world.

Swiss drags his claws down the curved length of Aeon's spine, and the sound he makes has Swiss' eyelids drooping even further.

The other ghoul's lithe body is bent in a way that has his thigh slotted right up against Swiss' bulge. Not with enough pressure for him to get anything out of it, but it means they're close enough that Swiss can feel Aeon twitch against his hip too. Aeon gasps against his skin when Swiss grabs a handful of his ass, but flat out growls when he encourages Aeon to rut against him. Swiss chuckles, raises an eyebrow.

"Wazzat for, kitten?" He's can't keep the humor from his voice, impossible when Aeon sounds about as threatening as your average bowl of oatmeal. "Y'think I can look and not wanna touch?"

Swiss flexes his thigh, pushes it up into Aeon's obvious arousal, and earns a much more appropriate whine for his trouble. Aeon looks up at him, mouth hanging open, cheeks darkened and eyes barely focused. There's a string of saliva connecting his plush power lip with Swiss' nipple, and Swiss would break it with his tongue if he could reach.

"Didn't say that," Aeon slurs, pushing himself upright and pulling his hand from Dew's warm little tummy. The smaller ghoul makes a displeased sound around Swiss' thumb, but it's quashed quickly when Aeon scratches at the space between his horns. "Jus' not in a rush, is all. You're not gonna squishy forever. Wanna enjoy it."

Swiss tips his head and watches him for a long moment. Watches Aeon stretch both arms over his head, exposing a delicious stripe of his own flat stomach. He and Aurora haven't been around long enough to be affected by The Gluttony, but Swiss knows it'll happen soon enough. A few months touring and they'll come back with all sorts of new, voracious appetites in dire need of sating.

Swiss can't fucking wait.

He hisses when fangs sink into his thumb, pulling it from Dew's mouth with a soft pop. He frowns down at the little ghoul, but can't keep up the scowl for long. Not when Dew's scooting down to nose at his happy trail.

"You went away," he admonishes, kissing the button of Swiss' jeans. Chin hovering over straining denim. Dew's heavy eyes flash with something playful. "Jus' 'cause we're takin' our time," he murmurs, grinding slow against Swiss' leg, "doesn't mean you get t' think about other shit."

Swiss huffs through his nose, but offers a slightly sheepish smile. He reaches down, traces the shell of Dew's pointed ear with one fingers. The little ghoul chirrups, leans into the touch, and Swiss' other hand lands on Aeon's thigh. Strokes lean muscle, wishing it was skin beneath his palm. But hey, if they're in no rush then neither is he.

"Sorry Sparky, jus' got distracted for a second," he says with a wink. "'M all yours, I promise."

A bony hand sinks into his curls, and Swiss finds his gaze being redirected. Finds Aeon looking down at him with his head tilted, black and white waves falling over his forehead. There's something fascinating in his swirling lavender eyes, something Swiss knows he should recognize, but can't quite place. Something so similar to the brazen need in Dew's eyes, yet entirely different.

"Ours," Aeon corrects, voice firm. "You're ours."

Oh, that's what it is.

Possession.

Swiss' tongue feels suddenly too thick, too cumbersome. Impossible to form an intelligent response when his mouth is so dry. When had it gotten so dry? He has no idea. Still, he tries. Manages to make a dull gurgling sound while he soaks a stain into his boxers. Fuck he's so hard.

Then, just as quickly as it appeared, the darkness in Aeon's eyes vanishes. He's loose once more, hazy, rolling his hips just enough for Swiss to feel the swollen ridge of his cock against his thigh. Then he's leaning down, and Swiss finds himself being kissed with the sort of slowness usually reserved for third dates and drive-in movies. Deep and with what most would consider too much tongue, but they both know that's just how Swiss likes it.

Warm hands squeeze his stomach, and Swiss manages to crack one eye open. Angles his head so he can peer down at Dew. Swiss smiles into the kiss at the sight of him, wide-eyed with his lips caught between his fangs. Groping his stomach like it's his job and not so subtly humping Swiss' leg while he devours the sight before him. A delicious sight, one made all the better when he sees Dew's hand creep up his thigh. Over his hip.

Swiss groans deep and pained when Dew finally, blessedly, cups the dull ache between his legs. Molds his fingers to the obvious swell of Swiss' cock and gives it a nice little rub. It's hardly anything, but it sends his head spinning anyway.

Or maybe that's Aeon stealing the air from his lungs. Hard to say.

Either way, Swiss is beyond dizzy when Aeon chooses to relent. Gulps for breath, licks his lips to drink down every sweet drop of saliva coating them. Aeon huffs out a soft laugh, rubbing their noses together and bumping horns.

Aeon licks a stripe up his cheek, Swiss moans, and Dew purrs when his cock kicks hard.

"Gonna let us play again now?"

Swiss is pretty sure he'd give up nuclear launch codes if it meant they would keep touching him like this. The fervent nod he offers Aeon only supports that.

"S'much as you want, baby," he sighs, hands roving restlessly over Aeon's shirt. Swiss' eyewhen Dew pops his button and starts to tug down his zipper. "Fuck, much as you both want."

Aeon kisses his temple, hums against thin skin, and then he's slinking his way down Swiss' body. Dragging his hands from Swiss' broad shoulders, over his pecs, down his tummy. Poking and prodding at his softest spots with the worst kind of smile on his face. He joins Dew in short order, bumps their horns together, and then they're kissing each other all slow and gross and unholy fuck does Swiss ache.

Aeon's hand joins Dew's at his zipper, both of their free hands occupied with massaging his stomach. Dew's the one to reach into his boxers once the last tooth separates, and Swiss doesn't even try to hide his groan of relief when the little ghoul pulls him out at last.

"Fuuuuuuck," he breathes, pure relief and red-hot tension threaded into the word in equal measure. It feels like he could cum in half a second, and yet somehow like his orgasm is a million miles away at the same time. A confusing ball of tangled need stuck low in his pelvis.

Then Aeon reaches in to cup his balls, and Swiss sees pretty purple spots.

"Heavy," Aeon coos, palming his sack and breaking the kiss just to flash Swiss a little fang. Dew takes it upon himself to nuzzle the base of his cock, to breathe in deep, and Swiss swears he feels the little ghoul get even wetter.

"Full," he rumbles, reaching out to rest a hand on the backs of each of their necks. Just to hold, a little something to keep him grounded. "Gonna empty 'em for me?"

Both ghouls snicker - never a good sign - and Dew lets his cock slide from his loose grip. Lets it fall against Swiss' pudge with a slap that's much louder than it should be, all things considered. Swiss shivers when he watches it spit fluid into his belly hair, and shudders when the pair of them dip down to lick up every drop. His dick jumps, hits Dew's cheek, and Aeon licks that spot up too.

Then they're kissing again, swapping spit that must carry the salty tang of his pre, and Swiss can only think of one thing.

"Will you...kiss it?" He swallows hard, warmth blooming through his pelvis when they part. When they gaze at him with lazy deviance. "Together?"

The noisy purrs Swiss gets in response make his toes curl.

[nvm-lili]

[agentdatsunford]

[nonogalego]

Noel Gallagher in the Heathen Chemistry Era

Pra mim essa é a melhor fase do Noel, fisicamente falando. Ele parecia muito bem e saudável nessa época, além de parecer mais jovem do que nos anos 90. Noel já tinha por volta de 35 anos nessa época.

[vurelly]

your friends ever just

and you feel your entire nervous system light up

[kkaisarion]

playing favorites

what's up heathens, could i perhaps interest you in some puppy play? specifically, aether bringing puppy rain and puppy dew together for a playdate?

rating: explicit

pairing: aether/rain/dew

includes: threesome, daddy aether, blow jobs, rimming, anal sex, breeding, knotting, you've heard of good cop/bad cop, now get ready for good pup/bad pup, acab

word count: 2668

excerpt:

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Aether interrupts. “Come over here and kneel for me.” Dew blinks, and then a sly grin spreads across his face. “Why should I?” he challenges. “Because if you’re not going to do as I say, I’ll kick you out,” Aether says reasonably. “Why would I tolerate you misbehaving, when I already have a good puppy right here?”

read on AO3

[lokavisi]

THE TEAM IS GROWING

Ok, so you know how Loki plopped me in front of Apollo recently and was like, "You work together now."? Well, back when I was doing those free rune readings, someone gave me an energy reading in return (I forgot who, but I'll edit to add their tag when I can!) In the reading, they mentioned a frog. I have had no previous connections to frogs, so I was very confused. But last month, I did a little journey to meet this apparent frog with Loki, and today, I did some tarot readings to learn more about the work they want to do together. (If you're wondering, it's hella shadow work. 🙄 But also connecting with more land spirits in regards to channeling and working with them in that capacity....but mostly shadow work.) I started looking up associations with frogs in different cultures. A lot of them mentioned transformation because of their life cycle (and working with a shapeshifter, it isn't super surprising such a creature might approach me/be recruited to help me). What stood out to me, though, was that the Japanese word for frog also means "to return." Images and items that look like frogs are given to people for safe travels so they can return home. I am not crazy familiar with Japanese culture, so I didn't know this. But that meaning really resonates with shadow work, I think. Because it's all about getting back to yourself and finding safety and comfort in yourself no matter what your struggles. So now I got Frog on my team.

THEN, because in my search for frog associations I found things about Chinese cultural associations, I started thinking about the Monkey King, Sun Wukong. My Trickster's Journey tarot deck is based on Monkey's journey in Journey to the West. In the Chinese zodiac, I was born in the year of the Monkey. I was feeling a little bit of a nudge and pull there. So I also talked with Monkey about what working together would be about. It's sounds like we'd be practicing some shrewd business and working on charisma to help in all my business-related dealings. Essentially taping into the energy and vibes associated with the year of the Monkey in the zodiac. With the possible rune readings gig on the horizon and my general desire to do that, that all makes perfect sense. So it would seem like Monkey's joining my spiritual Board of Directors as well.

As of right now, the apparent major players helping me out right now are

Loki, for general love, support and nudging, and being my home base (which also includes their kin) ❤️🏠

Apollo, for taking better care of my health and working on creating structure in my life.🗓🥗

Frog, for making sure I properly address all my emotions, even the dark and heavy ones I'd rather just ignore (and expand my channeling practice with land spirits). 🐸👥

And Sun Wukong, for building up my charisma and confidence to help me be the business person I really want to be, and just generally play the parts I need to play to get me where I want to go. 🐵👔 (OMG searching for these emojis I typed in "monkey" then "business"....like we're getting into literal monkey business. There's that trickster energy 🤣)

We'll see how these new developments play out. I still feel like I need to know Monkey a lot more before getting into the weeds with him. But maybe not? I guess we'll see lol. (So if anyone has any experience with him or knows others that do or know other good resources, let me know!)

I'm having a time over here, I tell you what...

[sametitledifferentsong]

Little by Little

[musiconspotify]

The Band Of Heathens

Simple Things (2023) … back to basics …

#BandOfHeathens

[vinterravn]

My second single 🤘🏻🤘🏻

[local-faun]

Aurora is a succubus 😳😳

[rastronomicals]

March 25:

On this date in 1970, Jimi Hendrix released his first album without the Experience, Band Of Gypsys.

On this date in 2013, Kvelertak released their debut album, Meir.

Today is the 10th anniversary of the release of Heathen, Thou's fourth long-player.

And,

Today is the 10th anniversary of the release of Refulgo, Bardo Pond's tenth album.

[chasesylvan]

Dew’s Awakening.

Teen Audiences.

Pairing: Terzo/Omega and also later pairings when I get more chapters done.

Additional Notes: Terzo is trans and unexpectedly becomes pregnant, he and Omega are so humbly excited to raise a child of their own. And as I said earlier, if you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all.

ALSO; CREDIT TO @plasma-ghoull FOR THE IDEA OF THIS, 🫶🫶❤️

(DISCLAIMER: This story is about Trans Pregnancy, if that ain’t ya vibe, then don’t read)

Terzo audibly gasped.

He looked down at the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter with a watery look as he began to slowly start sobbing, since he could feel that he was late and wanted to make sure he wasn’t pregnant. He had thought he and Omega were being careful and using protection but he guesses not.

“Omega!” Terzo shouted into his and Omega’s shared room. Omega popped into the room a few moments later, quite startled by the random shouting from his partner. “What is it, Papa?” Omega was looking around the small space, searching for what could be the reason his lover sounded so distressed.

“Look.” Terzo picked up the pregnancy test and showed it to the quintessence ghoul, and the purple-eyed hellspawn widened his eyes in shock. “How is that possible? I thought humans and ghouls couldn’t conceive.” Omega was just as shocked, but also really excited, as his lover.

“It is up to you, Papa, if you wanna keep it, I will follow with whatever you chose, me myself, I am ready as ever to be a parent. Almost all of the ghouls see me as a father figure anyway, so I guess my “training” will come in handy.” Omega said as he chuckled a little bit at the thought of everyone else calling and seeing him as a father to most of them.

“I will be honest with you, cara mia, I am ready as well.” A few tears ran down the satanic pope’s eyes as his mind raced with a million thoughts about raising a child.

“Si, the other thing is that we don’t know if it will be a ghoul or a human, Omega.”

“It could very well be half ghoul half human, love, but either way, I will love this child whether or not they are fully ghoul or fully human.”

Tears started to well in Terzo’s eyes at Omega’s comment. Omega slowly approached his partner and pulled him into a soft and loving embrace and swayed slightly from left to right while slowly threading his fingers through Terzo’s soft black hair, Omega peppering kisses all over the smaller man’s face making him giggle. They stayed like that for a bit until Terzo started twitching and whimpering softly. Omega noticed and looked down at Terzo and quietly asked “What’s wrong, tesoro mia?”

“My stomach is irratating me-“ Terzo quickly let go of Omega and dashed to kneel against the bowl of the toilet and started vomiting violently into the toilet, quietly groaning and whimpering. 

After about a few minutes, he sat up slowly and said, “Why didn’t anyone tell me how much this was going to suck?” He weakly said to Omega, standing in the doorway to the bathroom, he slowly shuffled over to rub soothing circles into the small of Terzo’s back while he continued to empty whatever was left in his stomach before deciding he vomited everything out of his system.

He slowly and weakly stood up from the floor, and Omega escorted him back to his bed and tucked him nicely into the bed sheets, and put a nice white fluffy blanket overtop him, “You seem to be experiencing what the humans call “morning sickness”, my dear, most pregnant people experience this in the first few weeks of being pregnant, so this may happen a lot in future. Most female humans normally eat easy or small amounts of food to ease their stomachs, so you relax here while I go and see if one of the kitchen ghouls can brew you some chamomile tea and make some soup for you, cara mia.” He gave him a soft smile and kissed the smaller man’s forehead and left the bedroom and made his way towards the Ministry kitchens where he found a group of kitchen ghouls cooking what appeared to be something for dinner. “Excuse me, Mason, I have a request from Papa III.” 

The ghoul in question turned his head towards where his name was called from and saw it was one of the band ghouls, odd Mason thought, but answered “Of course, Omega, what can I do for you?”

“He has requested some chamomile tea and some of your famous delicious chicken noodle soup, he has come down with quite an illness and cannot come get food for himself, so I decided to bring it to him.” Mason felt honoured that Papa would request some of his soup, but nonetheless, nodded his head towards the ghoul and started on the soup while Omega went back to Terzo’s room to check up on his mate. He returned to his bedroom moments later and found the pope reading a book that he had obtained from his bedside table. “Mason is beginning to make your meal while we wait, so I decided to come back and check on you to make sure you didn’t pass out with anyone not watching you.” He said with a soft loving smile on his face.

Satan, Terzo could fall in love with this ghoul over and over again. Omega sauntered over to Terzo, leaned down towards the smaller man and connected their lips in a soft and sweet kiss. Terzo brought his hands up to cup the ghoul’s ashy-coloured cheeks and pull him closer towards him. He tried to deepen the kiss but Omega’s buzzing phone interrupted the moment, Omega pulled away from the pope and pulled out his phone, the message was from Mason saying that Papa’s meal was ready to be picked up. Terzo playfully pouted at Omega and crossed his arms turning away from the purple-eyed ghoul, Omega just chuckled at Terzo’s childish behaviour and left his bedroom to go and collect the soup and tea. He made it to the kitchens and saw the food and tea on a nice tray with a little bread roll and butter on the side, the kitchen ghouls are so nice Omega thought, and started walking back to Terzo’s bedroom.

He made it to the door of his bedroom when he heard violent retching, the poor thing, I can’t imagine having to deal with that pain 24/7, he slowly opened the door and sat the tray of food and tea on the bed and made his way towards the bathroom where he saw his mate kneeling against the bowl and heaving into the toilet, nothing coming up, Omega just sat next to Terzo, rubbing his back soothingly, Terzo leaned back and started sobbing softly, Omega cooed and brought the smaller man into his chest and rocked them both side to side while the satanic pope cried softly from the constant pain emitting from his swollen belly.

Omega brought Terzo back into their shared room, and laid Terzo on the bed, after the pain in Terzo’s tummy subsided, Omega went over to the side of the bed and grabbed the tray of still hot tea and soup, and brung it over to Terzo who was laying on the bed and spoon fed him some of the soup, the feeling of the still steaming hot soup and tea was so nice and soothing for Terzo, and it also soothed his stomach as well, his eyes were switching from fluttering closed and staying awake and Omega noticed this. He chuckled while saying “Why don’t you get some sleep my love, I will be here when you awake, tesoro mia.” And with those assuring words, Terzo fell asleep moments later, tummy still sore but bearable and fell into a deep slumber.

~~~~

(Fast Forward a Little Bit)

It had been a little over 3 months since Terzo found out he was pregnant, and he was slowly starting to get used to the constant pain, and also noticed that he was beginning to get back pain, which really irritated him but he had to get used to it whether or not he liked it. Omega returned from his church duties a little while later to find the Papa curled up in many blankets on his bed snoring softly to the sound of quiet music filling the air. Omega softly smiled to himself, he made his way around his mate’s room, tidying it up a small bit so that Terzo wouldn’t worry about having to clean when he wakes up. 

Omega was just finishing up folding laundry when he heard Terzo softly stirring awake and turned his head towards the smaller man and swiftly made his way over to the bed to help Terzo out of bed. “Seems like you had the sleep of a baby, my love, was it well?”

“I slept so well I think I could’ve slept for ages, but unfortunately, being pregnant has it’s downsides, anyways heh, this may seem like a really strange reque-“

Omega cut him off and began speaking “Stop. Nothing you ask me will be strange or weird to me, I am here to help with anything you need, you’re in a state where you cannot do most things for yourself and I am here to accompany you with anything. So ask me again, without saying that last part.” Tears of happiness began to fall from Terzo’s glassy eyes as he looked up at the taller ghoul’s comment. “You have no clue how much I love you, Omega.” He whispered with a gravely voice. “Can you please help me to the bathroom?”

“Of course, cara mia.” Omega slowly helped Terzo out of bed and towards the bathroom, where Terzo sat down on the toilet and relieved himself. Omega now knows why Terzo thought it might’ve been a strange request, but nonetheless, he was going to be a dad within a couple months, so this is the LEAST of his worries, helping his lover to the toilet and back to bed, that was what a partner is meant to do when their partner is pregnant with the child you helped to make. It honestly made Omega smile like an idiot, thinking about the fact that he helped create the child in Terzo’s belly.

Terzo noticed Omega smiling at nothing and quietly asked “What are you smiling at, my love?”. Omega didn’t realise he’d been spacing off and turned his head towards Terzo who had since gotten off the toilet and was now washing his hands under the tap, “I’m just smiling at the fact that I helped create the child in your belly and that I’m gonna be a dad soon.” Omega said through a small and cracked voice, and started sobbing softly into his hands and turned away from Terzo, the man in question quickly walked over to Omega and pulled him into a gentle embrace and slightly swayed them while Omega continued to sob into Terzo’s shoulder.

Soon Omega’s sobs turned into quiet whimpers and whines, Terzo noticed that this was one of the telltale signs that Omega was close to falling asleep from crying too much, and so Terzo slowly guided Omega to the bed and climbed in himself and cuddled up against his sleeping lover and fell into a deep slumber moments later.

~~~~

(Another Timeskip cause I’m Lazy and also cause it’ll take me forever)

“Lucifer down below, Omega!” Terzo shouted in pain and distress, Omega came bolting into Terzo’s room, Terzo has been pregnant for just about 38 weeks and today his water broke. “Oh, oh lord down below we gotta get you down to the infirmary, Terzo!”

Thus, moments later, they were in the infirmary and a Sister of Sin came dashing towards where Terzo lays on a bed inhaling and exhaling through the pain of the contractions coming from his belly.

“It is going to be alright, my love, you are very strong and can do this, I believe in you.” Omega said in a soothing and reassuring voice, Terzo looked over to the taller man and gave him a smile to let him know he was alright. “Alrighty.” Started the Sister of Sin, “Baby seems healthy through the screens, heart is pumping and steady, we’re all good to push this baby out!”

Omega and Terzo both let out a sigh of relief, the SOS gave Terzo some meds to keep the pain from reaching sky-high, he was so thankful for that. He was squeezing the life out of Omega’s hand, he was really giving birth to a child right now, he couldn’t believe it.

“Breathe in, breathe out, my love, you’re doing so well, I love you so much, and I love this child as well.” As Omega said this, the nurse Sister of Sin pushed open the door carrying a clipboard and notes, “Alrighty, Papa, are we ready to have this baby?” The pope softly nodded his head in agreement and was shaking like a leaf, “It is going to be alright, cara mia, you can do this, I believe in you, the Sister believes in you and so does the whole Clergy.”

“I can do this, I can do this.” Terzo kept repeating to himself.

Moments Later:

The pope breathed out many breaths of relief, his baby was finally out into the world. The Sister was checking over the baby to make sure he was absolutely in health before being given back to the Papa.

“You did it, cara mia, I’m so proud of you!”

Tears started welling in both the quintessence ghoul’s eyes and Terzo’s eyes, “I’m so ready to be a dad, Omega, or a mum if the baby so wishes.” A loving and soft smile made its way onto both the male’s faces, just in that moment the Sister of Sin was slowly walking over to them with the baby in hand, “It’s a boy, papa, half ghoul half human.”

Terzo cooed and slowly reached for the baby and the sister slowly deposited the baby into the satanic pope’s arms, the baby made gurgling and happy chirps when it was back into its parents arms.

“Oh, Omega, he’s beautiful, look at his eyes, they’re a mix of mine and yours.”

“He is, he’s so handsome, can I hold him? Please?”

“Si, si, of course, my love. Welcome to the Clergy, Dewdrop.”