#renaissance ghoulette

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Happy Halloween ghesties 🎃

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[gravehags]

aurora’s bedroom inspiration - ghoul bicycle series

[simplydozing]

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Cardinal Copia x Reader She's finally here in all her glory. Copia is overwhelmed with emotion seeing his family finally coming together. Part 1 Word Count: 1142 || Ao3

ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ Ti ameró fino alla fine dei tempi = I'll love you until the ends of time (Poorly translated/Google translate)

Time flew since he’s come home, having only a few weeks left to spend with you until the baby was born.

 The minute he stepped foot through those heavy wooden doors, he was on a mission to find you. Which in turn was a fruitless effort. You were already waiting for him, all swollen and teary-eyed from just your thoughts about him making it back. His first thing he does is pull you in for a long-awaited passionate kiss. He’ll then bring his focus down and whisper to your bump how much he missed you both, and press multiple kisses.

  From then on, he did nothing but dote on you. He’d rarely leave your side, only doing so if there was a calling by the Clergy. Even then, he’d order a ghoul to take his place for the time being. It was always either the ghoulettes or Mountain. He took notes on who was the best to call on.

Did you know that Mountain imitates everything you do? When you sit, he sits in the same position you are. If you’re walking, he’s behind you with the same stride. You’re making something to eat? Cool, just let him grab the same stuff you have. He does all this to be as protective of you without being too overbearing.

 The ghoulettes, on the contrary, love to pamper you. With them, you’re always in for a spa day or some sort of general relaxation. They’ll make a space to be as comfy as possible for you. They’ll indulge in some of your hobbies from knitting to reading.

 Copia thanks whoever is with you and rewards them with all kinds of luxuries.

The nights were spent with you as close to him as you could be, wrapped in his arms. Sometimes, when he thought you were asleep, he'd scoot down and start talking to his daughter. There were countless conversations about how he would lay the world at her feet if he could. These were the times his mind would be at ease, pouring his heart out to her. He'd earn a flurry of kicks and movement in response. You could already tell she was going to be daddy's girl.

He spent everything to give you all the love you deserved, plus more.

Then, it was time.

 You spent hours working through intense pain to bring her here, with Copia at your side at all times. He was just as scared, but he did his best not to show it. He'd clench your hand about as hard as you did his. There was constant praise and encouragement, forever drilling in your mind how amazing and strong you are and how you were never more beautiful than you were in this moment.

 Any time you said “I can’t,” any time you cried out, he’d remind you of how far you’ve come.

Dawn turned to dusk, and you were so exhausted. But when the final stretch came and went with your little girl finally in your arms, you realized that you’d do it all again if it meant having her here with you both.

And Copia was so smitten. Seeing you holding her made him speechless. The sight before him was a renaissance that he couldn’t look away from. You were wrecked by your labor, but it was a magnificent scene to behold when you first held her, talking to her and calming her cries.

“Are you ready to hold her?”

He nods, closing his gaping mouth. He scoots closer, his movement is robotic. He holds his arms out.

 They’re shaky. Lucifer, he’s so nervous. He shouldn’t be, with all the things he’s done not only for her but for you. He’s waited so long for this, what if he messes up?

 Everything goes by in slow motion. You help position him to hold her properly. He snaps out of his thoughts when he feels a weight.

 And my god, isn’t it spectacular?

 He lets out a breathless gasp at the mere first glimpse of her.

 She’s here, with him, with you. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to him since marrying you. She’s the most perfect thing he ever saw.

 He’s unaware of the tears streaming down his smudged face.

 She awakens, and is startled at the new face staring at her. She begins to wail, but he acts on instinct to quieten her once more.

“Shh, mia stellina. It’s your papa,” he ever so slightly rocks her.

“Don’t be scared.”

He brings a hand to caress her little face, and you could not believe how quick it was for her to settle.

“Yeah, you know me, don’t you? You recognize who I am?”

 She squeaks and nestles in the soft blanket that swaddled her. Her hand grasps his thumb, tiny fingers barely wrapping around it. This makes his heart nearly explode.

“She’s so small,” he hardly speaks above a whisper.

“She’s the spitting image of you. You saw her eyes, right?” 

 She has his eyes, the left being pale and pallid of color.

 You both marvel at her sleeping form. Everything about her derives from him, from her nose to her chin.

 You did say you wanted a mini version of him, and to see that your prayers were answered brought so much joy to your heart.

“Have you thought of names?” He asked with a twinge of guilt. He hadn’t found or thought of anything for her.

“I have, actually,” you hummed. You lean over to get another view of her face.

“I was thinking…. Cynthia?”

 He perks up at the speed of sound, locking eyes with you.

“A-After my…” he trails off, being on the verge of spilling.

“After your mother,” your hand places on top of his that’s holding her head.

“Cynthia Vittoria.”

“Cynthia… Vittoria,” he faintly echoes.

 He breaks his gaze from yours, looking back at her.

 It’s perfect, nothing better suits her.

 He kisses her on the nose, and touches foreheads with her.

”Ti ameró fino alla fine dei tempi.”

 Your eyes welled up again, treasuring this memory for eternity.

He looks at her with the same devotion he shows you. His state is more relaxed, looking as if he was made for this. And in a way, he was. 

You could stay and watch him babble to her for hours on end, but your work is catching up with you. Heavy eyelids struggle to stay open. You curl up against the infirmary pillow, keeping your family in your sight as you drift off.

Copia took advantage of this, and began singing to the both of you.

Life Eternal.

The same song he sang to you when you first started courting him.

And now, he was finally able to sing to his daughter, just like he said he would all those months ago.

[golden-rats]

Mountain and Cumulus at a ren faire... My brain is doing the thinking again. All the nature around them, soft folk music, sunshine in Cumulus hair, flowers adoring Mountains horns, pretty clothing, feeding each other snacks, getting compliments for their "fantasy costumes"....

As the sun danced through the branches of the forest, casting dappled shadows on the grass below, two ghouls wandered through the bustling crowd of the renaissance faire. Cumulus, her hair adorned with wildflowers, and Mountain, his horns camouflaged by a wreath of ivy. The soft strains of medieval music filled the air, weaving around them as they looked through the vibrant stalls and colorful tents. Laughter and chatter surrounded them, mingling with the scent of roasted meats and freshly baked bread.

With mischievous grins they sampled an array of delectable treats. Under the hanging branches of a towering oak tree they found a secluded spot a little away from the hustle and bustle of the fair. A patchwork blanket was spread out beneath them, adorned with intricate patterns. No one had to know they… Borrowed it from the abbey.

As they settled down, the earth ghoul playfully juggled an apple before offering it to Cumulus. Her giggle was carried in a soft breeze. They arranged all the delicious treats each of them gathered at the stalls. Ranging from sweet pastries, over still warm bread to more savory dishes. It's not every day one indulges in such a feast, they told themselves while feeding each other bits and pieces. Mountain let out a content sigh as his back rested against the oaks bark.

As the gentle melodies of a folk tune drifted through the air they couldn't resist the urge to dance. With a smile, Mountain extended his hand to the ghoulette, his eyes twinkling with excitement as she rose gracefully to her feet. Their movements were fluid and light, a seamless intertwining of two souls perfectly in sync. Cumulus’ dress swirled around her ankles as she moved swiftly, her laughter echoing through the clearing. Their hands clasped together, they spun and dipped, lost in the music and the magic of the moment. Jumping to the sound of flutes, circling each other as drums echoed in a rhythm.

Passersby stopped to admire their elaborate costumes, showering them with compliments on their "authentic" attire. With a wink and a grin, Mountain bowed deeply, his cloak swirling around him, while the air ghoulette curtsied gracefully, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

As they strolled hand in hand, basking in the warmth of the setting sun and the joy of each others company, they felt truly alive amidst the magical ambiance. And though they may have been ghouls in disguise, in that moment, they were simply two best friends lost in the enchantment of the world around them.

[plaquerat]

I saw your post and wanted to offer you a headcanon. I hope this is okay.

I saw Cumulus in the tags and had a thought.

She went to one Renaissance Faire and it changed her on a molecular level. Now, given that those kinds of events can be dangerous for the ghouls (even if they can remain unglamored) she never got to go to another one. So, she pulled together a group of Ministry ghouls and Siblings and created a Renn Faire on the Ministry grounds!

The kitchen ghouls handled the food, Terzo and Primo organized the entertainment, and of course, Cumulus put together a play with some of the older kits and human children! Zephyr and the other ghoulettes all pulled together to make costumes for the band ghouls.

Swiss, Dew, Delta and Ivy were Mercenaries

Phantom and Pebble were Pixie twins

Omega and Aether were Warlocks

All of the water ghouls were Sirens and Mermaids

Mountain and Earth were Dryads

Alpha and Ifrit were Orc Fighters

The Papa's were all Princes (the sons of the Evil Queen)

It was a huge success, even Sister Imperator (or the Evil Queen) had fun!

(I hope this helps!)

i do not know tons of things about renaissance faires but i do appreciate the notion of everyone having a good time :)

[gravehags]

heya! just checking in to say I absolutely loved your regency era fic! I absolutely love historical AUs for anything but particularly for ghost (I also think renaissance era would be a near perfect fit) also HIGHWAYMEN GHOULETTES YES PLS

Also its close to my heart bc I have a new job where I get to dress in regency fashion every day and float about in a palace so you have given me a LOT to think about ;)

love you, hope you’re doing ok and pls give hazel and Marilyn my love

-syl

omg thank you so much!! it’s the longest thing i’ve written to date for good reason (reason being i had so much fun writing it and it really scratched an itch for me lmao). your job sounds AMAZING wow i am ridiculously jealous 🤩

if you like ghost historical AUs i definitely recommend checking out @anamelessfool’s fics if you haven’t already! so so so good!

i’m doing alright but working on it, thank you for asking 🩵 will deliver kisses to the girls on your behalf!

[gravehags]

This "bullying" meme but it's just the ghoulettes with a sister of sin

If I had any kind of art skills I would be drawing this in a heartbeat, the composition of this is like a Renaissance painting. And they absolutely would “bully” you. Cornering you somewhere in the abbey saying all kinds of filthy shit just to watch you blush.