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Dear Red Biretta : the friends - to- lovers backstory behind Cardinal Copia and my OC, Alena

At Your Altar : sequel to Dear Red Biretta, the start of Copia and Alena’s (temporarily forbidden) relationship

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!¡ Scenario Swiss

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A wave of excited screams rises from the audience. Sweat trickles down the back of your neck, evidencing the energy you had put into the show.

The lights come on and you see how the other Ghouls begin to approach the edge of the stage to greet the fans. You don't stay behind and decide to get down from your platform to meet and joke with fans, where you dedicate some smiles and kisses that make the audience scream, which took pictures and recorded videos that you would soon see in forums.

Some fans would start pointing at you. You laugh, not knowing what they were referring to, although you soon realize what they were pointing at, or rather say, who they were pointing at.

You feel two forearms resting on your shoulders, generating enough pressure for you to fall and sit on your knees. You turn your head as best as you can and meet with Swiss's bright smile, who was looking at you with eyes that silently communicated that he was going to annoy you. He always transmitted that irritating message.

Without getting off of you, he grabs your mask tightly and pulls it close to his face. Without warning, you receive a long lick on the left side of your mask. Furrowing your eyebrows, your shoulder nimbly seeks his weak spot in his abdomen to free yourself, but it was too late. Your mask was left with drool, and fans stretched out their cell phones as they recorded everything that happened and screamed in excitement. The Ghouls that saw the act burst out laughing, and at the same time Copia turned to look at the audience with a disappointed expression, disgusted by the Ghoul's actions.

Swiss quickly gets up and walks away wanting to escape another blow. His laughter manifesting as it came out of his mouth as he waved to fans. You were going to return it to him, and you would show no mercy….

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Mine (Swiss Ghoul x Fem!OC)

Summary: After escaping her toxic ex-boyfriend Y/n runs to the only place that had ever made her feel safe. As a long-term friend of Copia and his ghouls she swears that she is destined to be alone forever because of her poor taste in men; what happens though wen one of her best friends disagrees and confesses something very important that may alter the relationship between them?

Fandom: Ghost (Swedish Band)

Pairing: Swiss x Fem!Reader

Triggers: Cussing, innuendos, mention of mental and physical abuse

Auth. Note: The portrayal of Ghouls and Papa is from a fandom base and imagination alone; the personas of the band do not have anything to do with the real people behind the masks. I am a fan of their music and respect their privacy so their stage persona is separate from the real-life individuals in my works.

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She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and her teeth sank into the plush of her bottom lip as her skin sparked with fire that made it tingle. She could image the torn skin bubbling around the edges as the antiseptic killed any germs or debris that may have managed to get into her wound. She did not whimper though - she could at least take pride in that. She did not utter a sound to express the pain. It's not like the worst has come yet. A rough padded thumb pressed against her mouth gently but insistent as it pulled her lip from between her teeth as a hum broke the silence in the dimly lit room.

The lamp on the desk was their only source of light; the darkness that did not reach its border seemed foreboding and cold in the dead of night. A quick glance at the old circular clock on the wall by the door read it as nearly 2:00 a.m. in the morning causing a new sensation of guilt to tug at her heart; distracting her from the pain on her face.

"Mi cara, you should have told me sooner." his voice was soft and tinged with the readiness for sleep.

Y/n's eyes shifted from the clock to the man in front of her. Her vision was aided only by the yellowed light of the lamp beside them casting wary shadows along the man's unpainted face and the dark circles beneath his eyes causing him to take on the appearance of a human panda. His hair with brushed back but only by natural force instead of the hair gel she was used to and in this light, it looked a little greyer than usual - the black hair dye must have faded since the last time she saw him.

But instead of answering him, she reached out to playful swipe at the hair above his lips. "This is new. I don't know if I like it yet or not." she teased but the man's lips only curved downwards further causing her to sigh and drop her head a little - dislodging the attempts of cleaning the cuts along her face.

"What would you have done Copia? Whisked me away to hide me in the Abbey like a long lost remnant of the past? I'm not a little girl anymore, I can't always be relying on you to protect me like before." Y/n's voice sounded pessimistically fed up and tired.

Copia huffed out a breath and waved his hands. "Of course, I would have taken you away! You are no lost remnant of the past, principessa. You are a treasure and one of my closest friends. No... you are famiglia! Why do you insist on returning to him when you know he will only hurt you again? Won't you say yes and stay here?" the man's words ended almost pleading as his mismatched eyes stared at the younger woman in front of him with sadness in his eyes and anger in his blood.

Y/n had been such a great friend for the last several years. Before he had ever been chosen to be the next Papa, Copia was nothing but a Cardinal and in most eyes not as important as a papa but Y/n had always treated him with kindness and with humanity - treated him like a lost long friend from the get-go. He met her through his brother Terzo who was papa before him. She had been a good friend to Terzo and often visited the Abbey; making friends with the Clergy and Ghouls alike with her sunshine spirit, unique humor, and infectious smiles. Despite never joining the Clergy officially everyone who had known her during that time thought her part of the family. She just...stopped coming around after Terzo's death except on the rare occasion like tonight when she'd slink back in for safety with her tail between her legs covered in cuts and bruises because of her new boyfriend of a few months. He did not deserve her and Copia could never find it in himself to force her to stay in the safety of those she knew would never lift a finger unlike the stupid boy she dated - a boy not worthy enough to be called a man.

"I'll just...I just needed to clear my head Copia and-"

the door to papa's office burst open and a figure bent over with hands on their knees panting. Nostrils flared and hair askew from sleep stumbled in the pack with eyes filled with a frenzy. Y/n hadn't seen the ghouls often without their masks and the sight was always a wonder more than a fright to see them unglamoured with their ashen skin, claws, fangs, and extra appendages.

"Oh for satanas-" Copia threw the blooded cotton ball he had been using to clean Y/n's cuts with on the table and began to stand up but a deep growl that sounded near feral vibrated within the office and the man halted mid-motion.

Ghouls were not always as dangerous as most people would like to think. Well, not to Y/n who knew how to handle them. They were rather domesticated as they lived lives as mostly humans despite being creatures of Hell. So the woman did not startle when a lithe frame bolted forward and she was jerked forward by her shoulders. An unmasked face buried itself into her neck and she felt the puffs of exhaled warm breath along the skin of her neck as she craned it to the side submissively allowing the ghoul to take in her scent.

There was another growl of disapproval and anger as the creature pulled back and Y/n was faced with the fierce glare of the Multi Ghoul Swiss as he assessed the damage to her face.

"Tell me." his voice was pitched much lower and deeper than the usual light-hearted bantering tone she was used to. "Tell me who did this to you." he demanded

Y/n swallowed unable to look away from his piercing stare and somewhere behind the ghoul Aether's familiar tone pitched in with an apologetic look on his face.

"We smelled the blood as soon as you came into the abbey. We were worried..."

Y/n's lips curled slightly into a reassuring smile as she raised her hands to grab at the strong forearms bare and warm beneath her touch in hopes to soothe the agitated ghoul.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you guys...I forgot you guys could smell that far...I-I thought if I just came to Copia and get patched up I'd be gone by the morning and you wouldn't have to see me like this..." she trailed off.

The ghouls were always so protective and sweet with her but she and Swiss had a special bond - he was like her best friend and easy banter and flirtiness were their love language. Never had she seen him look so..so upset and feral before. Casting her gaze away from Swiss she looked over his shoulder to find Aether standing by the door watching a very irritated fire ghoul pace in front of them while Rain leaned against Mountain who was guarding the door watching with worried green and blue eyes alike. Dew was pacing back and forth; clawed hands flexing while every once in a while he'd look her way only to growl every so often under the watchful gaze of Aether. the scent of blood must be getting to him; Dewdrop was always the most sensitive when it came to blood and she wouldn't have been surprised if he had been the one to smell her first and alert the others. Ghouls were just like that but if one of their own was injured the entire pack was on high alert.

"W-well now that you've been found out I suppose there is no use running away now hmm?" Copia sighed rising to his feet and rubbing a hand through his hair. "All of you off to bed now. Mi care you can stay-"

Swiss didn't allow Copia to finish and instead, his arms wrapped around the girl and hoisted her up so quickly she squeaked and wrapped around him like a koala. Thighs and arms holding on tightly as he braced her against his lean body and pushed past his pack mates to walk down the halls towards the Ghouls den.

"Swiss." Y/n grumbled feeling her cheeks flush in the darkness but due to the amazing night vision of these creatures, she knew he probably saw it anyway.

"Mountain can fix you up and then you're coming to bed with me." the multi-ghoul snapped back causing Y/n to wince at his tone.

He did not let go or say anything until they were safely back in the Ghoul's common rooms. She was directed into Swiss' familiar room filled to the brim with music posters, music sheets, instruments, and more shapes within the darkness Y/n was not able to make out as she was plopped on the large bed big enough for more than just two. Her back was pulled flush to Swiss' chest as he yanked her by her waist to him; curling around her from behind like some kind of inhumane ghoul cape causing warmth to spread through her as she heard the subtle sniffing and the almost inaudible growl the multi ghoul let out; it was almost so silent that she felt it against her back more than hearing it.

Mountain kneeled in front of the pair with a jar in his hand filled with some kind of creamy gel inside tinted a sickly green and when he opened it the scent of earth, pine, and something almost spicy invaded her nose making her cough when it got inhaled too deeply into her lungs. The tall ghoul gave a slight rumble of amusement before his attention was drawn toward the ghoul draped over her back.

"May I?" he asked quietly and Y/n's mouth turned into a confused frown as she glanced between the pair.

Why was Mountain asking Swiss' permission? She was the one that was injured but the way her best friend tensed against her back for a moment had her ignoring the silent question in her mind and reaching up to grab at the toned forearm wrapped around her chest and gave it a few soothing strokes with her fingers. That seemed to do the trick as she felt his body slacken against her again and Mountain made a soothing noise as if in thanks to the other before dipping his fingers into the sticky mess in the jar.

He reached out towards her face and the cold substance felt almost tingly against her skin as he carefully smeared it along the bruise on her cheekbone and then returned with a new dap of whatever cream it was to the cut on her other cheek causing her to hiss out in pain as the minty tingly feeling invaded the open cut with more potency than the antiseptic crap Copia had dabbed it with earlier. The sound of pain slipping from her caused Swiss to snarl startling her and lurch forward toward Mountain nearly tumbling her along with him but Mountain seemed to have already predicted it and jerked backward just as Rain who had by this point gone unnoticed grabbed Swiss by his shoulders from where he had been perched in the bed beside them silent as a mouse to tug him back against his smaller frame; a chittering noise coming from him as he tried to soothe the other.

Y/n half turned to look at the pair with wide eyes and a hand instinctively placing it on the heaving chest behind her. "Hey there big boy, it's okay! Calm down Swiss. Mountain didn't hurt me...it's okay." she tried to soothe with a fake smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

Swiss bared his fangs again and struggled but despite the smaller frame of Rain at his back, the little ghoul was rather strong; strong enough to keep the other at bay.

"Mine!"

Y/n blinked and she inhaled sharply at the proclamation. Something in side of her seemed to click into place as she stared at how feral Swiss seemed to be and she reached out to test the theory as she rested her hand on Mountain's large shoulder only to have Swiss struggling anew and causing Rain to grunt when an elbow jabbed him in the stomach.

"Okay! Okay! Swiss hey! Look at me!" Y/n's hand yanked back and she flapped it at the other two quickly. "GO! I can handle this. You're just making him more agitated-"

"But Y/n-" Rain piped up and she shook her head once sharply.

"I think you know what's going on....and Swiss and I have to talk. But we can't talk if he's riled up right now...please just..." she sighed rubbing her forehead. "It's been a long night."

A long night that was not yet over as Mountain gave a brief nod and recapped the jar. Helping Rain off of Swiss so that the pair could slip from the room. As soon as Y/n and Swiss were alone the lanky male pulled the girl to him. Sprawling her unceremoniously on top of him as he held her almost too tightly while burying his face into her neck.

"Oof!" Y/n pushed at his stomach to get leverage but it only caused the other to tighten his hold.

So Y/n waited while Swiss calmed down enough for her to shift into a more comfortable position. Her face lifted to meet his in the dimly lit room.

"I'm going to kill him."

"You can't kill Mountain, Swiss."

The other snorted and pressed his nose against her hair; inhaling her scent like it was the last thing on earth. "I'm talking about the bastard that hurt you."

Y/n went silent. She didn't need to ask how he knew who it was; the ghoul's scent was inhuman - that was already proven when the pack barged into Copia's office earlier.

"He is my boyfriend...well I mean, ex-boyfriend now I guess." Y/n found herself relaxing with her head resting against her best friend's shoulder while she tucked herself into his body.

"He usually doesn't go this far...But, he said that I was cheating on him with my co-worker because he saw me eating lunch with him. It was a meeting to discuss a project we were working on together as a team...Ironically, my co-worker is actually gay so. Jokes on him."

"Is this the same guy....you said you met on that dating app a few months ago? Is that why you haven't been coming by as often?" Swiss' voice finally spoke into the darkness

She shrugged slightly and played with the fabric of his sleep shirt. "Yeah...I guess. I'd like to say it was because of work but...I think we both knew it wasn't. I'm sorry...for not telling you sooner. I usually called Copia to meet me outside so my scent wouldn't get to you guys..." She felt her eyes sting with tears.

"I've been so fucking stupid. I'm sorry Swiss...I'm so fucking sorry." her body trembled with her tears and the ghoul felt his heart tighten as did his arms around her to hold her still against him.

"Aw sweets, you didn't have to hold it from me...you're my best friend...me and the pack...for satanas sake Y/n we'd have pulled you out of there sooner, baby." he closed his eyes tightly and hugged her for his own comfort as much as hers.

They held each other; taking comfort for the turmoil that resided in both of their hearts due to tonight's endeavor. But it was Y/n that finally calmed down enough to speak; her voice suddenly shy as she sniffed back the rest of her tears.

"Hey Swiss..." she asked tentatively. When she received a lulling hum that vibrated into her chest from his she continued. "W-what did you mean earlier?...."

"Hmm?"

"You told Mountain..." she swallowed. "You called me yours."

Swiss' body still unnaturally so beneath her and she feared she'd said something wrong. They were best friends...it wasn't as if they hadn't talked about such things before. Well, perhaps more sexual innuendos before but that was teasing jokes and jabs. The question seemed too personal and yet a delicate matter.

"What do you know about ghouls, Y/n?" Swiss finally asked and she blinked at the soft question.

"Well, I mean you're demons...you got abilities... you're packing animals in a way and a little animalistic at times since you're not human...And you were summoned here for a reason. Why?" she tilted her head up to find that surprisingly Swiss' ashen skin was tinged with blush and he wouldn't meet her gaze.

"What comes with being a pack animal?" he insisted licking his lips

Y/n frowned thoughtfully but when she didn't reply Swiss continued. "Every creature has a partner...some animals have homosexual partnerships and others normal; some when are in close pack dynamics there is more than one partner they spend the rest of their lives with...but to continue the species every animal must have a significant other...have you ever noticed how Rain and Mountain seem close? Closer than the usual familial pack dynamics? O-Or how Dew and I are close in the same way..."

He watched slowly as the information dawned on her and Y/n pushed herself up with a pinched brow. "Are you telling me Mountain and Rain are life partners and you and Dew too?" she blinked at him. "I mean no judgment from me obviously but damn. That's news." she laughed a bit and sat up to sit crisis cross on his bed.

Swiss looked a bit frustrated as he too sat up. "Sweetheart you aren't understanding...Mates are overly protective of each other and have a stronger bond that goes deeper than a pack dynamic bond. The way Dew was acting when we barged in tonight at Copia's office...h-how I acted earlier...and nearly tore Mountain's throat out?" his eyes were insistent as he leaned closer scanning her face.

Realization dawned slowly like the sun rising over the horizon during sunrise and Swiss felt his heart constrict with nerves. "Swiss are you...."

His breath came out like a balloon popping and his head dropped to his head. "Shit baby. Dew doesn't even realize it yet...I had figured it out during your last visit before Tero's death but I didn't want to say anything because I was scared to scare you off..I didn't realize that I had almost lost you and when I saw you tonight I just- the blood...the knowledge..the fact that I hadn't seen you in such a long time I just-"

Y/n's hands gripped the front of his shirt and she was yanking him in before he could finish his ramblings. His mouth tasted too damn good as she pressed her lips to his. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she took in the sensation of kissing her best friend - it was so natural and made her feel whole...loved in a way she hadn't in such a long time. It was nothing like kissing her ex-boyfriend and a small part of her brain stupidly smacked her for being so blind to have seen the signs earlier.

When the air became too thin within the confinements of their lungs they parted with panting breaths but Swiss kept her close with a firm hold on her face; pressing his forehead to hers and crowding her against the mattress where she lay flat on her back staring up at him with wide eyes as she searched his face.

"You didn't lose me." her words came shaky as her hands loosened in his shirt only to slide up his back to hold him closer to her. "I'm sorry I was so blind...I didn't realize," she whispered feeling her throat constrict thinking that she'd isolated herself for so long because of her ex-boyfriend she missed out on finding the man she really wanted all along was right in front of her.

"Shh..." Swiss' lips pecked hers again before drawing her into another deep kiss - this time it was sweet and lingering. "I would have waited...shit, I would have been happy just to be near you even if you never knew..."

"I wouldn't have...I would have missed you and the others...the abbey and the papas too much to stay arm's length away from you guys. You guys are my home." her eyes sparkled looking up at him and Swiss shot her a toothy grin.

"So...you gonna stay?"

"Do I have a choice?" she teased rubbing her nose against his and was rewarded with a chittering sound as the multi-ghoul lowered himself fully on her and rested his head against her chest; listening to her heartbeat.

"Not anymore." his hands gripped her sides to hold her as he nuzzled at her collarbone.

Y/n laughed and sank her fingers into his curls and scraped at his scalp like she knew he liked it. "I'm all yours Swiss." she promised.

"Uh...well actually.." Swiss tilted his head up with a tentative smile.

She linked at him. "Dew doesn't know does he?"

"Well...no."

"Oh, I'm so telling him!"

"You are not!" fingers pressed to her sides causing her to shriek in laughter and wiggle beneath his hold.

When she couldn't breathe anymore Swiss stole whatever breath she did have left in her lungs with a kiss before pulling away to stare down at her. His hand came up to stroke along the side of her face and he gave her a softened smile as he rested their foreheads together again.

"Well, I suppose I can get used to my boyfriend having a boyfriend..." Y/n finally conceded with an airy but playful tone. "However will I handle two boyfriends to love me?"

Swiss grinned "Oh...I have a few ideas...." his grin turned a little more seductive and Y/n felt her heat flush.

"No...Swiss hey...no! Bad ghoul!" she scrambled from beneath him - a feat she knew he allowed while she scampered across the room and flung open the door with a wail of excited panic.

"Dew!!!"

Swiss gave a toothy grin that nearly split his face before he was launching himself down the hall full force into a chase.

Auth. Note: This is my first Ghost Band one shot so I hope it's not too bad and is entertaining at best for you guys! I love this band so much that it's unhealthy. More to come if people are interested! I have a full list of one-shots for this fandom <3

[klarex]

Yes. I'm back. I think I needed a little break from writing, but don't expect much fanfics from me till the end of the year. I'm really sorry.

I'm obsessed with him in this hat.

Genre: fluff

Warnings: two dorks in love

Summary: When Papa has work and need to check if his outfits fits, he calls you!

Paring: Papa Emeritus IV "Copia" x Sister of Sin! reader

Satan our witness

Today everyone had a lot work to do, but thankfully to you it was slowly getting to an end. You were now walking back to your room, when your phone rang.

- Hello?

You asked when you picked up the phone and saw that Copia was calling you.

- Ah! Sister! Can you come over to my room? I really need your help.

He said and laughed nervously.

- Yeah. Yes. I will be there in a few, Papa.

You said and pulled a phone away from your ear.

- Thank you, (Y/n).

You heard him mumble before you hang up. You turned around to go to Copia's room.

The walk there was rather peaceful. Not many siblings of sin walked through this halls, because of the people that lived here. You know.. mostly the head of the clergy that everyone were feared of. But happily for you, you didn't see any important person.

You get to his room's doors and knocked on them loudly. You heard papers shuffling, followed by Copia's voice.

- Moment!

He shouted and his footsteps got closer to the doors. He unlocked and opened them.

You both immediately caught eye contact and you quickly looked down. He was wearing his red tracksuit. He always wears it when he is done with his work or he is trying to relax.

- Welcome, Sorella. Come in!

He said, smiling and he backed away to let you walk inside. You went to his room and he closed the door behind you. You took a few steps and met with a little mess around and on his big desk.

- I'm sorry for a mess, Miele. But I was trying to tidy up a bit.

He said and laughed nervously. You nodded, smiling and turned to look up at him.

- So.. why did you called me exactly?

You asked, raising your eyebrow. He blushed slightly and scratched the back of his neck.

- I was wondering if you could tell me if this costume fits me..

He said and pointed at a clothing hanging on a hanger. You nodded and sat on his desk.

- And I was also wondering if you could fill some of this papers for me? I'm really struggling with them..

He said and you laughed.

- Of course, Papa. Go and change and I will start working.

You said, smiling.

- Thank you, Cara mia..

He mumbled, walking to his bathroom with clothes in his hands. You sat down in his big, comfortable chair, grabbed a pen and started working.

Copia as always had to left some papers undone and needed help with them.

You love spending time with him. He is always so nice and fun to be around with.

You heard his shoes clacking and in the corner of your eye, you saw him walking in to see himself in the mirror.

- What do you think, Cara mia?

He said and you looked up from papers. You glanced up at him and he spun around. He was wearing a black suit, blue tie and a hat with goggles and little bat wings. His hair was a little messy, but that didn't seem to mind him, it even made him look really good. His black lips curled into a smile as he stopped spinning to look at you.

- Papa. I must say that this hat really suits you.

You said and he blushed underneath his makeup, almost unable to see. Almost.

- Ah- I- Thank you, Sister..

He said, smiling and you smiled back. His eyes sparkled at a thought an idea.

- Would- would you like to.. try this on too, eh?

He asked nervously, his hands tightly clenched together. You giggled and nodded. He took it off and walked up to his desk. He gently put his hat on your head and took a few steps back to take a good look at you. His eyes wided and his mouth slightly agape. You saw his ears and neck got slightly red.

- Do you mind if I..

You asked and pointed at the mirror. The question brought him back to reality quickly and he shook his head.

- Go ahead.

He said and backed away a bit to let you approach the mirror. You stood in front of it and looked at yourself. It wasn't bad, but you think Copia looks a lot better in it than you do.

- Do you like it?

He leaned over your shoulder with a big smile, looking at you through the mirror.

- Not as much as I like it on you.

You smirked, looking back at him. He smiled sheepishly and pulled away from you.

- I think you look really good in it, Miele..

He said and gently took off his hat of your head. He put it back on him and looked into the mirror once more.

- But I think you are right. I look better in it.

He said with a wide grin. You laughed and saw his face expression change into a more soft one, like he was melting. He chuckled with you and he looked at the watch on his wall.

- Merda.. It's getting pretty late..

He said and looked back at you. You looked up at the clock.

1 AM. Shit. It's really late and I have work tomorrow!

- Satan.. you are right. I should go now. Sorry that I wasn't able to finish all that work for you, Copia.

You said and looked down. He lifted your chin with his thumb.

- Oh no. Don't apologise. It's my fault that I held you that long. And I should be the one who apologizes.

He said, looking deep into your eyes. You blushed and nodded.

- I should be going then..

You said and walked up to his desk to grab your bag. You went to his room's exit doors and turned around to look at him. You cupped his cheek and caressed it with your thumb.

- Have a goodnight, Copia..

You said softly and kissed his cheek. His eyes wided and you pulled away from him.

- I will see you in the morning..

You said with a smile and started to walk back to your room.

- Sweet dreams, Amore..

He whispered and touched the place where you kissed him. A big, toothy smile showed up on his face and he jumped around. He closed the doors to his room, happily. He hopped on his bed and giggled to himself.

- She kissed me..

He said and a smile didn't leave his face till he fall asleep...

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[milkywaybottles]

could you possibly do a small fic of papa iv spending time with his s/o on a rainy day? thank you!!

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A/N: Hi! Thank you for the request, love! Sorry I died for a little bit guys!

For the sake of the fic, the other Papas aren't dead! (or at least, not yet..)

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Drizzle - Copia (Papa IV) x gn!Reader Oneshot

Word count: 2k

It had been raining for what seemed like a millennia, each streak of rain falling painstakingly slow against the colourful stained glass of the ministry. The clouds were threateningly dark, thunder rumbling throughout the halls followed by the occasional snap of lightning. This type of weather never bothered you, and if anything, soothed your otherwise racing mind.

It hadn't been cold, nothing of the sort, in the previous days. The air had been hot, leaving your body a sticky mess. The ministry had been caught in an unrelenting heatwave, and while the sky had been black for days, it was only on the hazy morning that the clouds finally spilt rain.

You sighed with relief as the first droplets of rain broke across your skin, welcoming the feeling with a loving embrace. All moods had picked up within the clergy, no longer followed by the tired drawl that the steamy afternoon brought. Instead, many rejoiced in the arrival of the weather, numerous Siblings of Sun deciding to strip in the rain in the name of Lucifer.

You had smiled at the idea but found it best to seek comfort from the extending window sill of your bedroom. The sill gave a perfect view through the muddied stained glass into the rose gardens outside, littered with old concrete statues. As the wind howled its unearthly groans, the statues would shift as if coming to life. Your eyes never left them, fearing if you looked away, they would move ever so closer.

A clap of lighting flashed across the window, your heart jumping from your throat as you fell backwards. A squeak left your mouth while your hand shot out in front of you to catch yourself. There was a muffled thump as you hit the ground, causing you to whine as your rear end ached.

The creaking of a door drew your attention.

“Bella, is everything alright?”

Copia’s concerned face sent relief washing through you. The tips of your ears were engulfed in blush, grateful it hadn’t been a different clergy member.

“Just peachy, darling” you responded shyly, eyes averting his gaze. For a moment, you sat on the carpet before you both fell into a chorus of laughter. Copia’s smile was wicked, hand held on the side of his waist for support.

“You fell off the window sill, didn’t you?”

He was in the middle of the room now, making his way towards you rather urgently.

“No, of course not”. Your tone was dripping with sarcasm, though your inflection rising as a gentle kissed was placed to your forehead. He extended his arm like the gentleman that he was and you took it, standing up once again. You were able to examine your partner, eyes drifting across his more casual ministry wear.

His gloved hands found his sides easily, “Well you’re lucky then, otherwise, you might have been too sore for cuddles”

Your left eyebrow perked upwards, causing crinkles on your forehead, “You’re not working?”

"Bah! I'm never finished. But I couldn't ignore this weather, and I thought it would be the perfect time to spend some time with my favourite person, eh?"

A shadow fell across his wide eyes as the clouds drifted forwards. Thunder rippled throughout the hollow halls of the ministry, the door cracking open with enough force for the walls to shake. Your facial expression dropped and the colour drained from it, your body mindlessly drifting to where you felt safe: under the blankets and in Copia's arms.

-

As the rain beat heavily against the roof, you held back a yawn. The heat of Copia's breath brushed against your neck, your head nuzzling further into the comfort of your plush pillows. Heart swooning, your tongue flicked across your lips as your hands secured Copia's against your waist. Between the bags underneath his sombre eyes and his sluggish mannerisms, you could tell he needed the rest.

"-Cara" He paused, dragging out an exhale. Your eyes peeled open to reveal the darkness of the room illuminate by the glow of the sky's fury. His side of the large king-sized bed was heavy, as was yours, sheets falling across your bodies. For once, the cold nipped at your toes and nose, leaving red marks in its wake.

"Yes...?". You were almost scared to speak back, feeling as though the darkness was creeping in and that your words would get lost in it.

“Would you fancy a hot chocolate? I could really go for some.”. He seemed unsure as the words left his mouth. You almost leapt from the bed, springing into action at the thought of soothing your restlessness.

The ministry was a beautiful thing, the walls looking as though they had been carved from marble. Light seeped through the crumbling cloisters, giving way to the patch of garden just outside your window. You often enjoyed late night strolls in the moonlight, the curfew but a scarce idea lingering in the back of your mind. Your robes would flutter in the wind as you paced.

Of course you weren’t going to object.

You were already at the door before Copia could register. He threw you a sleepy smile at your enthusiasm and bent down to collect his articles of clothing. You hadn’t taken off your pyjamas and stood waiting at the door patiently, eyes drifting across his body as he slipped on his pants and shirt. At the expanse of hair across his chest, you smirked as your eyes fell back on the fluffy carpet beneath your toes.

There was a grunt, followed by a thump as he dressed. You chuckled, observing as he sauntered towards you with a limp in his step.

Always clumsy, you thought to yourself.

His look was reassuring, eyes wide and awake despite the slump in his posture. Your hand inched towards the brass doorknob, your other bawled in a fist to rub against your eye. The promise of the warm drink kept you awake as well as the bitterness of the cold. You could almost taste the sweetness of the cream on your tongue.

As you both stepped into the hallway, Copia’a eyes darted left and right.

The hallway was full of a eery darkness which was broken by flashes of light. The musky smell of rain lingered where no human nor ghoul dared to tread. The halls all the Siblings of Sun once walked now sat empty.

The loving dork beside you was a far cry from the Papa everyone else knew him as. He was sweet and gentle, and while he could be seductive, tended to be reserved. And he loved 3 things the most in the world, beyond anything the ministry could offer him:

You.

His rats.

And sweet treats.

“Cara!” He whispered with urgency, throwing a hand over his shoulder and gesturing for you to follow, “Come! This way to the kitchen”

Your head shook, falling out of your bubble of thought. Breaking into a shuffle to catch up with him, the two of you wandered the halls in search of the kitchen. The rain continued just as heavily, the occasional drip falling from a weathered crack in the ceiling and hitting the floor with a light splash.

Before you knew it, you were at the archway which led into the dining hall. As your eyes feverishly scanned over the elongated tables and hundreds of chairs, it crossed the large arched observatory window. It peered out into the courtyard, which had become a makeshift lake. The candelabras in the cool stone brick walls emitted a dull but warm glow, enough for you to squint to see the outline of a door.

“I found it!” You exclaimed proudly as your hand placed itself firmly on the handle. The door groaned and its tired old hinges rattled as if an old person was scolding your childish mischief.

When you broke into the kitchen, Copia found your side with an impressed smirk displayed across his features. Hesitation consumed him as his arm paused halfway through going to flick on the light switch.

You eyed him curiously.

He had made the decision not to turn on the light for fear you would be caught. Papa or not, it was still embarrassing to be out after curfew if caught by Imperator, who would make sure you regretted it before the night was over.

Instead, he settled for the nearest candle holder and a pack of matches. Within a stroke, the red tip dragged across the surface of the matchbox, a fire sizzling into existence before he placed it delicately to the waxen candle. The flame’s light hovered across his softening expression.

You turned, satisfied, in the search of pot to heat the milk.

Before long, you were cooking with gas as you assembled the ingredients. The milk had been heated virtually silently and the cocoa powder sat on the table, ready to be opened. Copia had come to your side, pressing his side against yours reassuringly as he watched you work. The powder bubbles as it was mixed before dissolving into a murky brown colour. You took the mugs, one in each hand, and handed one to your partner.

He nodded and took it, eyes fluttering expectantly as the drink was brought to his lips. Your gaze darted to his lips as he removed the mug, then to the faint outline of a foamy moustache of milk. Letting out a small expression of laughter, he frowned, unaware.

“Maybe you should grow back the moustache. I forgot how good it looked on you”

Your sly comment didn’t go unnoticed as he raised the sleeve of his shirt to wipe it, only to be met with your protest. You tutted, placing your hand gently on his sleeve and lowering it. Before he could speak, you leaned forward and placed a carefully calculated but deep kiss to his soft lips.

His arm securely found the dip in your back and while he tilted you backwards, a muffle of approvement escaping his lips between kisses. Electricity tingled through you as he released you from his grasp. His eyes burned softly with passion, even in the dim light of the kitchen.

“Maybe I will, for you” he breathlessly laughed.

Mugs in hand, you both turned with a contentful smile toward the door once again. The walk to the bedroom from the kitchen appeared less like a long stretch of dauntingly barren tiles as before, and more as what it was ; a hallway made monster by rain.

In your comfort, you turned the corner with Copia trailing behind you, expecting another empty hallway.

But your heart must have jumped from your throat and into the floor as your eyes lay on Secondo. Beneath his arms were two women of unknown origin, one with ebony hair in ringlets, and the other with numbing blue eyes. From the way their swayed under his grasp, you could assume they were all tipsy.

“Bella what are you-” Copia paused, mouth snapping shut as he rounded the same corner to see you frozen in place.

Secondo’s eyes, glassy and fixed on the walkway ahead of him, pivoted to you. You felt your stomach drop as if you were on a roller coaster. There was a twinkle in them despite the bitterness of his appearance. Without a moment to spare, he winked casually as if to say ‘Don’t worry. I won’t tell if you don’t’ and continued the track back to his room.

You shook your head in disbelief as the man faded into the darkness of night, shushing his company as the giggles ceased. Reasserting a hand on your shouoder, Copia muttered, “That was close”

“Tell me about it. We’re lucky Secondo is the party animal. If it had been Primo, we would have been torn to shreds, Satan forbid, Sister Imperator!” Your whisper almost squeaked out as a loud exclamation, causing you to snap your palm over your lips.

The thought of dissolving into the sheets of your bed with Copia tucked under your arm was the only thing guiding you through the halls of the ministry on that rainy night.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[historian-crown]

HEEEEY NEW ONESHOT JUST UPLOADED!!!

CopiaxReader

Father Jim is the worst person on earth.

Copia is the best person on earth.

[ghulehthezombiequeen]

ghulehthezombiequeen's masterlist

requests are open! sfw only blog.

⛧☾༺♰ ghost (band) ♰༻☽⛧

✮⋆˙ series

little sunshine. - cardinal copia x sister of sin! reader

little sunshine masterlist. (6 chapters)

die with a smile - cardinal copia x ghost!oc (Halloween event)

masterlist coming soon... part 1 - part 2 - part 3 (new!)

✮⋆˙ oneshots

here kitty kitty - sodo x gn reader (fluff)

back to december - ex!terzo x transmasc reader with a kid (angst/fluff)

stay with me - swiss x gn reader (angst)

motion picture soundtrack - ghouls & ghoulettes go ice skating headcanon (fluff)

stargirl interlude - sodo x afab reader (sfw)

dracopia hunting mice - requested ! (fluff)

secondo's anniversary - requested ! (fluff)

✮⋆˙ oc lore

meliora - papa iii's assistant

✮⋆˙ artwork

terzo getting carried by meliora

baby cardi + baby cardi getting picked up

⛧☾༺♰ star wars ♰༻☽⛧

✮⋆˙ series

lost in yesterday - kylo ren x male reader (part 1) / call out my name (part 2)

✮⋆˙ oneshots

let you break my heart again - anakin x jedi!reader (angst)

⛧☾༺♰ genshin impact ♰༻☽⛧

✮⋆˙ series

tba.

✮⋆˙ oneshots/headcanons

diluc headcanons: christmas edition (fluff)

ayato takes care of you (comfort, tw knife and blood mentions)

scaramouche headcanon (fluff)

xiao headcanon (fluff/slightly suggestive)

[evermorecountsastherapy]

welcome! you can call me evermore. I love to write silly little stories and scatter them all over the place, so here's a big post detailing where you can find them all!

all of my writing and posts about my writing can be found under the tag #evermore writes

all fic recommendations are tagged #fic rec

★ my AO3 ★

Baldur's Gate 3

★ of literature and lingering contingence (Gale Dekarios x fem!reader/OFC)

★ oneshot, 12,400 words (potentially multichapter ongoing series) WIP ★ warnings/tags: fluff, teasing, literary references, established relationship, post-canon, shameless smut (soooo much of it), love confessions, a lot of sappy stuff toward the end NSFW 18+, MDNI please ✦ AO3 link ��� ✩ Tumblr link ✩ (i made it look pretty here) ✧ playlist link ✧ (Spotify)

Ghost (The Band)

★ Seven Devils (Cardinal Copia x OFC)

★ multi-chapter ongoing, WIP ★ warnings/tags: slow burn, heavy angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, eventual romance, eventual smut, childhood trauma, religious guilt, implied/referenced sexual assault, religious imagery & symbolism NSFW 18+, MDNI please ✦ AO3 link ✦

★ a gentle reprieve (Cardinal Copia x fem!reader)

★ oneshot, 4,600 words ★ warnings/tags: hurt/comfort, heavy angst, anxiety attacks, a lil smut at the end as a treat, lots and lots of fluffy stuff NSFW 18+, MDNI please ✩ Tumblr link ✩

[homeofthelonelywriter]

What to post?

[multi-fandom-of-madness]

What I Write & Who I Write For

What I’ll Write:

Fluff

Smut

Angst - Hurt/(no) comfort

Potentially murder ghouls (?)

Who I Write For:

Papas:

Primo (Not extremely familiar with him, but I can try)

Secondo

Terzo

Copia (Cardinal & Papa)

Ghouls:

Dewdrop

Aether

Mountain

Rain

Swiss

Phantom

Sunshine

Cirrus

Cumulus

Aurora

Ifrit

Zephyr

Omega

Alpha

Mist

Ships:

Any Ghoul X Any Ghoul (including poly!ghouls)

Any Ghoul X Any Papa

Just a head’s up: I am NOT writing about the real people under the masks, I am simply writing about fictional characters. However, I will probably talk about the people under the masks, so if you don’t like that, I’m not the page for you.

I will do X Reader’s, however, I’ve become more familiar with writing the ghouls x ghouls. I will still write X Reader’s, but I probably won’t write them as often (depending on motivation).

I may do a few stories here and there, but they probably won't be over ten chapters. I'll post headcanons, incorrect quotes, oneshots, imagines, and things like that.

[shinnyscats]

!¡ Copia x Gn!Reader

"Kinda adorable."

A/N: Put an eye on Copia for a little while (・・) I don't know how to write him at 100%, so I apologize if it's a bit OOC, Enjoy!

Versión Esp aquí !

Tw: Gn!Reader, pronouns not specified, fluff

"I'll be outside for several hours." He says while combing his hair back. "Don't do anything I'm responsible for." Ghouls nodded while his hands half-heartedly fixed his suit, which seemed to have been recently ironed. "And you." He says while one finger of his pointed directly in your direction "Don't cause trouble

Your eyes are roll. You? Cause trouble? Pff, not in a million years. Maybe the other day you broke the microwave because of a supposed "constant threatening noise" that it came from it, or that the day before that you climbed onto the roof trying to hide from Sodo, who you made angry all the time, almost dying trying, or that the week before they almost canceled a live show because you had broken your instrument and, trying to fix it, you caused a short circuit in the entire theater.

Well, those are small exceptions that did not have a great impact, or that's what you called them, something that Copia didn't always find very funny. It was always something new with you. Once Papa Emeritus V passed the door and closed it, it was only a matter of seconds before the other Ghouls found out about your antics..

"I told you to give it to me!" Sodo yells angrily as he tried to grab you. "I just want to play my great solo, give me five minutes, yeah?" That makes him even more angry, you didn't even have one. His legs move nimbly to match your speed, but all that effort is in vain. "Let's see, how do you play this thing?" You say to yourself, completely ignoring the fact that a Ghoul taller than you was directly in front of you, and was prepared to stop you.

Sodo reaches out to grab his guitar before it hit the ground and broke. What did reach the ground, and what caused you slight pain, was you and your head when you collided with Mountain and fell to the ground.

"Ugh, thanks.'" The shorter one said as he left the place, but not before giving you a look that indirectly communicated 'I'm going to kill you.' You were already used to that look anyways. 'Stop stealing his guitar, he'll kill us all if you even scratch it." Mountain tells you as he helps you stand up. "I didn't steal it, I borrowed it without asking." The ghoul in front of you nods while rolling his eyes with an amused smile. "Yeah, yeah, You better come to rehearse with me."

Your hand was behind your head, where you had received the impact against the ground, as you followed Mountain towards the rehearsal room. Those few minutes in which you remained silent listening to Mountain speak were the most calm sounds that the Ghoul could witness coming from you. "You're very quiet, did you hit yourself too hard?" Sorry for tha-" but, when he turns around, a disappointed expression appears on his face and a hand rises to his forehead when he sees that you weren't around.

Well,maybe you got distracted halfway when you passed by Copia's room. Maybe you entered without being heard and maybe you were rummaging through his drawers.

You laughed while seeing how many suits of the same color Papa Emeritus IV had, perhaps it was you who could not distinguish between two almost identical colors. His room was gigantic, or well, it was bigger compared to yours. The sheets on the bed were very thick, not to mention soft too. You lay down as if you didn't have obligations gripping your shoulders and sigh deeply.

Your eyes traveled around the room looking for something fun to do, until you find a very familiar white suit shining before you. That black hat was calling you, and you knew it. It didn't take long for you to decide to put on that white suit. You noticed that it wasn't too big or too small, it was almost taylor made for you.

You look at yourself in the bedroom mirror. You looked good, pretty good. You start doing the poses that Copia did during the shows, using the cane that was next to his clothes as a microphone. Humming song lyrics, you don't notice eyes behind you. You get scared and trip, colliding with the closet and causing the hat to fall on your head.

"What are you doing?" You can recognize, by the voice, that it was Copia. You weren't usually one to be embarrassed by what you did, but this did more than make your heart race. You quickly stood up, staggering, avoiding eye contact at all times for fear of worse humiliation. A few seconds of awkward silence pass, which you can't stand, and you run out of the room. You would change and return him his clothes another time. Now you just had to hope that Copia didn't take it the wrong way and that he didn't tell anyone...

However, what you didn't see was that Copia, after grabbing the papers that he had forgotten on his desk, let out a faint laugh as he shook his head.

"How adorable."

[emeritus-fuckers]

Papa Emeritus IV/Cardinal Copia Masterlist by emeritus-fuckers

What do these emojis mean?

ONESHOTS AND DRABBLES:

♡ Every breath you take ⸸ Yandere Cardinal Copia x Reader

COMING SOON. Written by Nosferatu.

♡ Sick Like Me ⸸ Yandere!Papa Emeritus IV

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🔪🩸 DISCLAIMER: Please read the CW section before reading the fanfic itself.

♡ Mama ⸸ Papa Emeritus IV

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🥀💔 // 🚫💘

♡ The Main Character ⸸ Papa Emeritus IV

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🥀💔 // 🚫💘

♡ Biggering ⸸ Cardinal Copia

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🚫💘

♡ “Player 3 loading...” ♡ Copia x gn!afab!Reader

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸

♡ Face paint date with Copia

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸

♡ Dancing in the rain with Copia

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸

♡ When you aren’t in the mood - GN! Reader

Written by Death.//🫦🔥//☁️🧸

♡ Yandere Cardinal Copia falling in love at first sight

Written by Nosferatu. // 🫦🔥//🔪🩸//⚠️🚨 tw for non-con and somnophilia

♡ Tummy kisses with Copia

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸//🥀💔 //rhrn spoilers

♡ Frater Imperator becoming your father figure

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸//🥀💔 //❤️‍🩹🫂

HEADCANONS: (will be "renovated" later-)

Copia with an awkward, easily flustered s/o (headcanons)

Drunk Copia and the Grammi celebration (headcanons)

Yandere Copia and Sister Imperator headcanons

Face paint date with Copia (oneshot/drabble)

Dancing in the rain with Copia (oneshot/drabble)

Copia with an s/o who loves being overstimulated (headcanons)

Dracopia headcanons

Copia with an insecure plus sized s/o NSFW headcanons

Copia as a dad headcanons

Trans Copia headcanon

Comfort after losing a loved one headcanons - Primo, Copia, Mountain, Swiss, Sodo, Rain and Cumulus

Copia's kinks

Copia helping his s/o with an anxiety attack

Terzo and Copia comforting their s/o

Copia with s/o who loves his thighs

Ghost characters comforting their s/o after the loss of a pet

Hopeless romantic Copia headcanons

Copia taking his s/o's virginity

Yandere Cardinal Copia headcanons - tw for noncon somnophilia, a bit spicy

Cardinal Copia with a darling who bursts into tears at the mention of doing art

Copia with a touch starved s/o

Copia finding out he's a dacryphiliac

Raising baby Copia with Sister Imperator

Papa Emeritus IV with an s/o who has benign essential tremors

[gggoldfinch]

Favorite ghost fics?

Oh man, so funny thing is that I currently have 27 Ghost fics bookmarked on ao3 (which is more than any other of my fandom tags) but for the life of me I can barely remember what some of them are about, so I’ll give you the ones I remember well enough.

As with the previous fic rec list, there will be a mix of oneshot & multichap, finished & unfinished, x reader & x oc. I’ll try not to add anything too deranged; as always, heed the tags for your own level of comfort.

I Knew Nothing But Shadows by @writingjourney: Papa IV (Copia)/ Reader, unfinished multichap

this is a gift (it comes with a price) by moonlightserenades: Cardinal Copia/reader, unfinished multichap

a midnight snack by moonlightserenades: vampire!Cardinal Copia/ human!reader, oneshot, vampire-typical bloodiness

Snowed In by astouract: Cardinal Copia/ reader, smut oneshot

Tear You Apart by honeynymph: Papa IV (Copia)/ reader, oneshot, heed the tags

Apex Predator by cowboyemeritus: Aether/human!reader, smut oneshot, obligatory monsterfuckery, heed the tags

The demons we keep by EnergeticPurpleLizard: Aether/oc, unfinished multichap, obligatory monsterfuckery

a little nightmarish, a little maudlin (good golly go get this kid some laudanum!) by honeynymph: vampire!Cardinal Copia/human!reader, oneshot, vampire-typical bloodiness

Unholy Temptation by Nonbinary_hades: poly Ghouls + Cardinal Copia/reader, unfinished multichap

Who Me? by Snoozey: poly Ghouls/reader, unfinished multichap, obligatory monsterfuckery

I Am The One, Lascivious by unholy_ghoul: Papa III (Terzo)/ reader, smut oneshot

Friday Nights at the Vinothek by @writingjourney: vampire!Papa II (Secondo)/human!reader, oneshot, vampire-typical bloodiness

Feel free to ask for other fandom fic recs!!! I love compiling these

[kissmyspaceace]

Ghestie, first, I love you and your works and second, I got a lil’ sumthin’ sumthin’ as a fic suggestion or idea AND I PROMISE IT’S WHOLESOME (unlike my unhinged tags that you see shhh)

Ok but consider a tricycle date with Copia or a cemetery date with a Papa

THANK YOU that's so sweet aaaaaaaa ( ";A;)&lt;3 *cracks knuckles* TRICYCLE DATE HERE WE COOOME! this took me a little while, sorry for the delay

__________________________________

Three Wheels For Two

Pairing: Cardinal Copia/Reader Contents/warnings: tricycle content, fluff, goofiness Word count: 2.029 AO3 link

You strut down the halls of the ministry with a sigh. Today was a total bore, you had already finished your assigned tasks for the day and looking around for more things to do had proven to be unsuccessful so far.

The laundry had been taken care of by four other sisters, the kitchen was clean, the pathways had been cleaned and the floors had been swiped. Sister Imperator had not needed your help any more for that day, either. You decided to stroll through the halls in hopes to find something to do, and in case you wouldn’t, you'd just go to the library to study. You didn't feel like studying, really - your head was still smoking from yesterday's Latin recitals with Papa Secundo.

You turned another corner, lost in thoughts, when you suddenly heard a loud crashing noise from somewhere behind you. It seemed to have come from near the chapel. You hurried to the next corner, and planned on looking for the origin of the noise. The voices you heard then caused you to stop.

"Sorry about that, Papa", you heard a familiar voice speak.

"The ministry is not your playground, Cardinal!", an older voice scolded.

"Right, right."

Squeaky noises followed, and around the corner came Cardinal Copia on a small tricycle.

He did not expect you to stand where you did. He most likely did not expect you to be there, at all. Neither did you expect him to move at the speed he did.

His eyes widened as he realized that impact was inevitable, and he internally braced himself for the uncomfortable conversation to follow.

Attempting to step out of the way in a last effort, your robe got caught in the tricycle anyways, also hitting your legs in the process - sending you to the ground with a harsh landing.

The Cardinal stopped abruptly and in an exceptionally clumsy fashion, since the tricycle did not appear to have properly working brakes, and climbed off to scurry over to you.

"Oh Satanas! Eh, I- I am so sorry. Oh no, oh no", he babbled in a panic, "Are, eh, are you hurt? I'm really sorry."

You pushed yourself up. Your shins told you that you'd be expecting some bruises, but other than that you felt fine. Cardinal Copia kneeled down next to you, putting one hand on your shoulder, examining you. "Sorella, I did not expect to meet you here. Are you alright?"

You couldn’t help but giggle at the situation. "Cardinal, please don't worry. I'm okay. I apologize for startling you", you replied, attempting to get up.

"Ah, eh, let me help you, please", he said, putting an arm around you and taking your hand in his, gently guiding you back onto your feet.

"Thank you, Cardinal."

A small blush crept up on your cheeks. You'd worked with him countless times before, even shared some nice private conversations with him here and there. Aside from the occasional handshake or fistbump, there had never been any physical contact between the two of you, however. You adored him, you couldn’t deny it. He was an interesting man, a little awkward in the way she spoke and presented himself - but that was just part of his charm.

"Not for that, cara", he shook his head, "I should be thanking you for not ripping my head clean off!"

"Oh, why should I do that? I believe it was an accident."

He nervously fumbled with his gloves. "Yes of course, but… eh, I messed up nonetheless, no?"

You laughed and shook your head. "No harm done."

"I do feel bad, sorella. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you? Help a man silence his guilt, cara. Please", he pleaded, taking your hands in his.

You furrowed your brows, thinking. This may not be that much of a bad idea.

Perhaps he could help you find a solution to your boredom, and end your journey of wandering through the halls aimlessly. Your eyes wandered over to the tricycle, and a smile crept up on your lips.

"Cardinal, I think I know of something. Tell me, can two people fit on this thing?"

Several moments later, you and the Cardinal both somehow found a spot on his tricycle to fit in - he was on the seat as usual, and you were standing on a little ledge between the back wheels, holding onto him by his shoulders.

"Eh, are you sure about this?", he asked hesitantly, turning his head a little.

"Yeah! Absolutely! Go, go, go!"

You squeezed his shoulders in excitement, and he smiled. "Alright then, cara. Hold on and don't fall."

With that, he started pushing forward. Soon, you felt a slight breeze on your face as you were zooming through the corridors of the ministry. At the first turn around a corner, you nearly lost balance, causing you to wrap your arms around the Cardinal for more support.

You didn’t notice but a blush crept up on his cheeks at the sudden closeness. He felt your chest pressed against his upper back, and your breath in his hair. Your excited giggles were the only thing he could hear right then, like music to his ears. Like a sweet melody for him and only him.

He absentmindedly picked up speed and it turned out this would be what would eventually be the cause of his third accident of the day, as the two of you turned a corner a little too quickly and lost balance, sending both of you tumbling to the ground with a loud crash. You took a small shelf down with you, while Cardinal Copia sent a pile of folders and papers to the floor with his shoulder.

The noise of the impact and its aftermath echoed through the ministry. The two of you were busy collecting yourselves off of the stone floor, when you heard an angry voice rumble through the halls:

"What was that?!"

The Cardinal and you exchanged a wide-eyed gaze and froze in shock for a second. The voice sounded very much like Papa Secondo. And nobody in the whole ministry would want to encounter an enraged Secondo. It was a commonly known displeasure amongst members of the clergy.

No words were needed to remind one another of what the two of you might face if you wouldn’t be able to get away in time. In the distance, you could already hear quick, heavy footsteps growing closer.

In near perfect synchronization, both of you hurried onto your feet and jumped back onto the tricycle. Copia took off with all his might, now acutely focused on making it as far away as possible from the chaos you had caused. Luckily, the high speed seemed to minimize the squeaking noises of the tricycle, allowing the two of you to disappear into the many halls of the building, into the main hall and outside onto the ministry grounds, making a sharp turn into the gardens. Stopping in front of large bushes, the Cardinal motioned you to get off. In a swift move, he grabbed the tricycle with one, and you with his other hand, dragging you behind the bushes. There the two of you sat for a while, panting. Hiding from a possibly very pissed off Secondo. At this point you didn’t even know whether he had even chased you. You didn’t know if he was onto you or not. Maybe he hadn’t even gotten the chance to chase you. You were able to peek through a few leaves, getting a view on the large door you’d previously escaped out of. As it opened with a loud bang, you flinched. In the doorway stood Papa Secondo, scanning the area. Holding your breath, you turned your head, hoping he wouldn’t see you. Out of the corner of your eye you could see that Copia was holding his breath as well, visibly distressed. 

After a long moment, however, Secondo let out a frustrated snarl, shook his head and went back inside. Even after the door had closed, nobody dared to move a muscle. Not until you were absolutely sure he couldn’t see you anymore. A minute or so went by, when you heard the Cardinal whisper: “I think we’re safe now, sorella.”

You carefully nodded in response.

He exhaled deeply and let himself fall backwards onto the grass. “What a ride. I surely won’t need another one of those”, he mumbled, laying on his back.

You playfully pouted at him. “Aw, are you sure? It was so much fun though!”

“Are you out of your mind? Nearly getting beheaded by Papa Secondo is, eh, not what I would call fun, cara”, he chuckled.

Crawling over to him, you grinned mischievously. You sat down directly next to him, the side of your thigh touching his arm. “Well, okay, that part was a little scary. But riding the tricycle together was pretty fun, wasn’t it?”

A smile crept up on his face. “The most I’ve had in a while, yes. Thank you for that, cara.”

“See? There you go!”, you laughed, giving his shoulder a small bump.

Cardinal Copia looked at you with the softest gaze you had ever seen. His eyes shimmered as the light of day was slowly disappearing with the setting sun. You gave him a warm smile in return.

He lifted himself up into a sitting position and turned to face you. Only then you realized how close you were to him. Mere centimeters divided the two of you at this point.

"Sorella", he breathed, bringing a hand up to your cheek, "I've been meaning to tell you something, but I couldn’t bring myself to do so."

"What is it?"

Your heart started pounding, as you awaited his response with excitement.

"You make me feel happy. Even just seeing your face for a moment when we encounter each other briefly in the corridors during our daily business makes my heart soar. I don't think anyone has ever made me feel like this", he confessed, struggling to keep eye contact. "And I just feel like I must tell you that I enjoy your company, cara. I really do. I, eh, I like you. A lot."

The corners of your mouth twitched upwards. You struggled to keep yourself from grinning like an idiot. "Well, I really enjoy your company too, Cardinal. I'm glad you feel the same."

He smiled bashfully. "I did not expect you to request what you did when I asked you how I can make it up to you. You know, eh, after our little… accident. I was somehow hoping for something else. But now, honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way."

A small giggle escaped you. "That's lovely. But do tell me, what did you hope for exactly?", you asked, inching a little closer.

He got visibly flustered by your question. "I, eh… well, I hoped… hm. I would rather not tell you right now. Maybe some other time."

"Fine, then. Keep your secrets", you answered with a wink.

A deep chuckle escaped his throat. "Ah, cara. You're so sweet, I could kiss you right now."

Then go ahead and do it, you thought.

Your eyes spoke to him before your tongue did. A brief exchange of gazes told him all he needed to know, and he closed the gap between you, gently placing his lips on yours.

Butterflies fluttered in your chest as you tenderly wrapped your arms around him. The kiss felt like it lasted a whole eternity, and at the same time it was over way too soon for your liking. You broke the kiss, exchanging a loving gaze. The Cardinal’s mismatched irises bore holes into your soul, as he gently stroked your cheekbone with his thumb.

“My love, would you like to go for another ride on my tricycle again, sometime? I think I could imagine this becoming part of my daily routines.”

“That can be arranged, I think”, you replied with a mischievous smile.

“Good”, Copia hummed, giving you another small peck on the lips, “I expect you to meet me in the halls tomorrow afternoon. Don’t be late. And maybe, bring a helmet.”

[milkywaybottles]

Flowers - Rain (The Band Ghost) x Reader Fluff Imagine

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Hiya! If you like this and want to see more Ghost content, please give it a heart so I can take on feedback. This oneshot is written from the canon lore perspective, not that of our universe with the band and the (technically unmasked) members <3

Reader's Pronouns: Unspecified but typically more feminine descriptions.

Prompt: 'You got me flowers?'

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You and Rain were always very close, following each other around on tour like lost puppy dogs. All the ghouls, and even Papa, knew that you two were practically inseparable. There was just something in the way he acted around you, so gentle and caring and yet not afraid to mess around either. All of the Ghouls called you ‘Sister’ except for the shy Rain, who opted for your real name, ‘(Y/N)’, instead. Papa was always an adamant creature of habit and in the beginning, would scold Rain for doing so, but as time passed, he realised it was simply not worth the fight. Rain was more apprehensive than his ghoul brethren, most attributing it to his element of water. For this reason, Papa decided against enforcing the rule as Rain’s outward happiness was a less than common occurrence.

You loved that ghoul so much, hence why you found yourself standing a few metres from stage, a bouquet of off-white roses and a bottle of water at your side. Knowing that he would be tired, thirsty and a bit doubtful of himself after the performance, you had purchased a few items to hopefully cheer him up. Performing so brilliantly was a tiring act after all.

The familiar tune of Square Hammer was one you knew all too well. One of your favourites, right after Cirice. The crowd had erupted into wild and feverish cheers, seemingly just as excited and bliss-filled as you. Square Hammer was always their ending song, perfect for sending off the night’s ritual, or ‘concert’ as the outsiders knew it. Your heart swelled with pride at the sight of Rain, bouncing on stage with his bass secured in his hands. He was in the same position as always, directly in front of Mountain on the stairs. Most of the Ghouls were known for being extremely active on stage, especially Dew, who loved interacting with people. But not Rain. He kept, instead, to his comforting little spot, knowing Mountain was watching over him.

Though, you couldn’t deny that the new masks that Papa and the rest of the Clergy had implemented were giving him the needed boost of confidence to rock out on stage.

‘Thank you everybody’ Papa called out, addressing the audience of the ritual. Another successful ritual, done and dusted. Sister Imperator would be happy to hear about the following we amassed recently. As the group took their bows, you felt a smile creep up your face. Guitar picks were being tossed out, the fans always loved that. Your following had to be one of the kindest and you all were so lucky to have them.

A few moments had passed before the crew began to wrap up, one by one, each Ghoul and Ghoulette coming off into the side pits of the stage to meet you. It was always in the same order, Papa, Aether, Dewdrop, Sunshine, Cirrus, Mountain, Cumulus, Swiss and finally, Rain.

‘Great job out there guys. Killed it, like always’ You cheered, giving Aether a fist bump as he passed by. The freezing metal rings on his hand caused your skin to jump at the touch.

‘Thank you, Sister’ Papa acknowledged before disappearing behind a set of black, crushed velvet curtains. As soon as Rain caught sight of you, he rushed over, setting aside his bass in the instrument rack.

‘(Y/N)’ he chirped, correcting himself with a cough, ‘Sister…’ His gaze drifted from your stunning face to the bouquet held limply in your arms. ‘Why do you have a bouquet?’

You extended your offerings of water and roses, praying to Lucifer that he would like it. You knew exactly what type of roses were his favourite, that being white English roses. He claimed they smelt the best. ‘I knew you’d be tired and thirsty, as for the roses… it’s just because you did an amazing job’

Even under his mask, you could watch his face melt as he took the flowers ever so gently from your hands. ‘You got me flowers?’ He cooed. ‘Mhmm’ you gave a cheerful nod. Without another word, he embraced your soft, small body in an iron hug, your body overwhelmed with warmth. Rain tilted his head down to place the softest kiss upon the crown of your head. When he broke away, he tucked the flowers behind his arm and consumed the whole bottle of water on the spot. ‘Thank you, Darling’

It must have been the sheer excitement that had prompted it because Rain almost instantly transformed back to his regular state, his leathery tail spade sticking out and all. You couldn’t help but give him a coy giggle.

‘Rainy~’ Dewdrop teased, ‘You got a problem there. Try to keep it in your pants'

Aether was less enthusiastic about his transformation. Rain was the youngest by a few years and, at times, often took a lot from the older Ghouls. ‘Rain, come on. Hold off until we’re off venue’. You knew Rain was loved by all of his ghoulish brothers and sisters, and that Aether was just trying to protect him from getting spotted by a fan. He bashfully nodded and in a flash, reverted back to his performing state, mimicking that of a human, like you.

'Sorry' He mumbled shyly. You wished he never had to apologise for being himself.

'It's alright Rain. I'm really happy you like them' You bubbled, blush rising to your cheeks.

There would be lots of cuddles in store for you later.

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[popiastar]

cardinal copia - okie dokie

🐀info: f reader, mention of terzo's death, prequelle era cause i'll eternally love copia with mustaches

Terzo was dead and it's quite sad, Sister Imperator choose him just because nobody in the bloodline is alive and he end up thinking he's always the last choice. On the other hand, it were the time of his life: finally he can show what he can do and be accepted by Papa Nihil, he deserves it for his hard work through the years and no one can stop him.

Yes, he repeated it in his mind but sometimes were just too hard to focus especially when you were never recognized for what you do. The second employee of the year? Ah yeah, wonderful, but still the second!

Copia suddenly stood up, satanas, his head was spinning like a tornado, he definitely needed fresh air; writing songs became too hard for that moment, he's not focused anymore. He started roaming around the ministry with his hands behind his back till he decided to go in the kitchen for something strong to drink.

"Oh, it's this red wine? Meh, maybe later" said while he sought in the fridge "no pomegranate juice? Ah shit, who drink my pome-"

"Cardinal?"

Ouch, he slammed his head on the fridge from fear and abruptly straightened in place with a guilty expression.

"Y-yes?"

There was a young woman in font of him, standing at the entrance of the kitchen, with a basket of fruits in her hands. He knows her, has seen her several times speaking with Sister Imperator and sometimes helped with the clergy activities. She was the most beautiful creature he had seen in his whole life, almost ethereal, nothing compared with someone like him.

"I didn't imagine to find you here, Cardinal. May I ask you a help?"

The Cardinal blinked, remaining still for five of six seconds, staring at her: his brain worked slowly to register what she said, he was too focused to admire her smile.

"Sure, yeah!" he replied running to help her, "sorry i was taken by surprise heh."

Their hands barely touched and he thought her skin was soft as silk, delicate as her features and gestures. He shook his head turning back to reality and then put the basket above the table as nothing is happened.

"Thank you so much, you have been very kind. You know, Sister Imperator loves fresh fruits, especially watermelon, so it was too heavy!" She laughed, beginning to arrange the fruit, "what can I offer you for your help? I could prepare something to eat, if you want."

"No, no don't worry, I'm full. I was... searching pomegranate juice, it helps me to write songs ehm... yes."

She smiled, grabbing a pomegranate from the basket, "well, I've some, please take a sit."

Copia followed her order quietly, he couldn't say no to her because he could finally see her up close without running away from embarrassment. Whenever he's spotted her around he could feel a burning sensation his stomach, rising faster up to the cheeks. Seeing her in front of him, turned from behind to make a juice, led him to realize that he was terribly infatuated.

"I've heard that you are chosen, Cardinal. even though we never had a proper conversation I wanted to come to you to congratulate."

"Yes, Sister insisted. She thinks I'm ready so uhm... yeah, let's see what happens."

"I think that too! We don't know each other very well, that's true, but I feel like you are destinated to do amazing things."

He thought she was too kind, he spent his life thinking about when he would be chosen and now - that it really happened - he thought he wasn't ready and unable to take on this important responsibility.

"What if I don't succeed? What if I disappoint everyone who believes in me?" The Cardinal said thinking a loud.

She turned back with her head, watching him in frown, then replied kindly: "I'm not a Sister of Sin or a powerful Ghoul but, Cardinal, I've something like... yes, a sixth sense. I think you can do something special and memorable, you just have to convince yourself. Just don't give up, I believes in you, i sincerely know you can do."

He froze on the spot, what was that feeling? Why did he feel he was breathing after so long? Was this what people call "feeling better"? There's nothing to be worried indeed, Sister herself said to Papa Mihil he was ready, and when the times come he will be a part of the bloodline, a Papa Emeritus too. Well, maybe was risky to say but the papal robe he would give him a total new look.

"Mh! " he began returned joyful "you are right! I just feeling pressure, it's a part of the job you know? I have to be more careful and release the stress, yes."

She put two glasses on the table, filling it with juice, giggling: "Exactly, I think it too. Take a sip, a fresh juice is a good way for relaxing."

She ended her sentence with a playful wink and copia followed her advise, drinking: holy shit, it was the best pomegranate juice he ever drink! Not too sour, not too sweet, simply perfect!

"Frankly my dear, I think this juice can bring the dead back to life! I don't lie, absolutely good!"

"Wow, that's make me very proud and happy! There's a couple glasses all for you, so no one steal it again, right?"

The Cardinal chuckled and nodded, that short chat made him feel strong and confident, his inspiration returned and he couldn't wait to write songs. Maybe she would become his muse.

"I'm sorry," he standing up, "I have to go now, I can clearly hear Sister scold me for not writing a single song."

Her eyes became sad or at least Copia thought it, she hesitated for a moment choosing carefully her words: "Don't worry, I understand. I enjoyed talking with you, I would like to do it again."

He was about to leave after a wave of his hand when she called him again, he stared at her with a questioning expression. She remained silent, undecided if she could say what was in her mind.

"Promise me. Promise me not to doubt yourself."

Copia smiled, his heart skip a beat for her sweet words "Okie dokie, I promise you."