#yandere terzo

[emeritus-fuckers]

Multicharacter human masterlist (more than 3 characters)

Headcanons

Papas comforting you after a heartbreak during your birthday party headcanonsil) - Written by Nosferatu

What would the Papas (+Sister Imperator) dress up as for Halloween? - Written by Nosferatu

Papas reacting to their s/o messing up an Italian pet name Written by Nosferatu

Rainy days in bed with the Papas (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

Papas dealing with their s/o's baby fever (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

Papa's reacting to their s/o singing another Papa's song (headcanons, young Nihil excluded) - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with an s/o who enjoys listening to their heartbeats - Written by Nosferatu

Papas when their s/o wants to learn more about their hobbies - Written by Nosferatu

Papas comforting a dysphoric trans-masc reader (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

Papas and their weddings (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with an s/o who enjoys sucking on their nipples (headcanons) Written by Nosferatu

Papas being called an Italian stallion by their s/o - Written by Nosferatu

A kink for every Papa - Written by Nosferatu

Papas and safewords - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with a drag performer s/o - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with an afab s/o who gets horny during ovulation (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

Papas self-harm comfort (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

The Papas and Sister Imperator with a plus-sized s/o - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with a darling who has extreme health anxiety - Written by Nosferatu

Papas and Sister Imperator comforting their s/o after the loss of their father - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with an s/o who walks with a cane due to a bum ankle - Written by Nyx and Nosferatu

Papas getting wrongly accused of cheating - Written by Nyx

Papas and Sister Imperator with an accident prone s/o - Written by Nosferatu & Nyx

Papas with an S/O who gets angry easily - Written by Nyx

S/O who’s into fear and dangerous situations... - Written by Nyx

Papas laying on their darling in a non-sexual way - Written by Nyx

Papas with s/o blowing raspberry on their tummies - Written by Nyx

Papas reacting to s/o saying "let's get matching tattoos" and it being one of their lyrics? - Written by Nyx

Papas reacting to their partner adopting/bringing home a kitten - Written by Nyx

Papas and unplanned pregnancy - Written by Zenith/Jasper & Nosferatu

Papas with s/o during BPD episode. - Written by Zenith/Jasper & Nosferatu

Papas with s/o who likes baking - Written by Zentih/Jasper & Nosferatu. TW: Mentions of drugs (weed)

Papas comforting their Cardinal s/o - Written by Zenith/Jasper & Nosferatu. TW: usage of drugs and alcohol (unspecified).

Papas with a quiet and reserved s/o - Written by Zentih/Jasper & Nosferatu

Papas with s/o who teases in public - Written by Zenith/Jasper & Nyx

Papas kissing body markings - Written by Zenith/Jasper, Nosferatu & Nyx

Couples costumes with Papas, Sister Imperator and Father Jim DeFroque - Written by Nyx

Papas Proposing to their S/O - Written by Nyx, Death & Nosferatu

Papas comforting S/O after a nightmare - Written by Nyx & Death

Papas and a darling with a sensory processing disorder - Written by Nyx & Death edited by Nosferatu

Papas supporting their afab!s/o on their period - Written by Nyx, Death & Nosferatu (CW mentions of blood and weed on young Nihil)

Papas helping their s/o with a university burn-out - Written by Nyx, Death & Nosferatu

Papas with an S/O wearing Ghost merch around them - Written by Nyx, Death, Zenith/Jasper & Nosferatu

Papas reacting to their S/O's piss kink - Written by Nosferatu

Papas with an S/O who is a poet - Written by Nosferatu, Nyx, Zentih/Jasper & Death

Papas with a transmasc S/O NSFW headcanons - Written by Nosferatu, Zentih/Jasper & Death

Papas with pillow prince reader - Written by Zenith/Jasper, Death & Nosferatu

Papas and Ghouls' with chronically ill s/o - Written by Zenith/Jasper, Death, Nyx

Papas with an s/o whose body twitches - Written by Nosferatu, Zentih/Jasper, Nyx.

Papas and Sister Imperator with a morning grouch s/o - Written by Nosferatu

Papas and Sister Imperator SA comfort headcanons - Written by Nosferatu, Death, Nyx. tw: for mentions of sa and cannibalism for young sister

Papas and their weirdest kinks - Written by Nosferatu

Papas comforting their s/o through friend issues - Written by Nyx

Papas and cockwarming - Written by Nosferatu

Papas and Sister Imperator with a shy, freshly summoned ghoul - Written by Nyx and Nosferatu.

Papas with a devout theistic Satanist darling - Written by Nosferatu

Papas and Sister Imperator playing video games with their s/o - Written by Nosferatu

Drabbles

Papas self-harm comfort mini drabbles - Written by Nosferatu

Papas comforting their depressed s/o (headcanons + drabble) - Written by Nosferatu

Papas reacting to fanfiction - Written by Nosferatu, Nyx, Death and Zenith/Jasper - WARNING: Copia's section includes Rite Here Rite Now spoilers. Also be aware that this post contains links to other fanfictions, please read CW of each seperate fic if you wish to read them.

Yandere

Yandere Papas with a shy s/o Written by Nosferatu

Yandere Papas (+ Sister Imperator) with a yandere darling - Written by Nosferatu

Yandere Papas with an angel darling - Written by Nosferatu

Yandere vampire Papas (old and young Nihil merged into one) - Written by Nosferatu

Yandere Papas with a darling who's already in a relationship (headcanons) - Written by Nosferatu

[ratthawriter]

The Papa's having a crush

Primo

This man is very good at hiding his feelings like you would never know that he liked you ever.

He likes you very much, but he'd never let it show he is always very composed around however he is quite quiet around you which can be a bit strange.

He likes to compliment you though he does this often but when he does, he will say things like "You look Piacevole today Innamorata" or "La mia dolce you have done so well today."

He likes to gift you little things but is always very subtle about it.

He tries to keep you around for as long as possible he will either say he need help or give you more things to do.

He doesn't act very romantic but when he gets the courage to confess, he will be.

Everyone would be shocked that he had feelings for you as they would truthfully have no idea until he said it.

Secando

oh boy he is VERY romantic! He loves to look at you with a small smile and wink at you occasionally.

He is always trying to get your attention no matter what mood you're in

He loves to give you gifts or pour you glasses of wine even offer a cigar once in a while.

He is always asking for your help though he doesn't really need it he just like to hear you talk.

He loves your voice and the way you smell he is always complimenting you on it.

This man acts very romantic towards you like he won't hide it in the slightest you'll know

He'll wait a while after first meeting you before telling you but this man will time it perfectly he will set up some elaborate little scheme so he can confess his love to you

Terzo

(Oh dear lord this is where they start to get a little bit obsessive folks) he makes it very obvious that he likes you a little too much like all the time he does say it in sweet ways but it's a bit much

He adores you he's develops feelings quite quickly but he really really likes you he loves spending time with you complimenting you he's very forward about how he feels

If there's something sweet he can do he'll do it.

This man will shower you with gifts, you like personal space? Say goodbye cuz it's going to be filled with stuff from him.

This man is like a vulture and you're his carcass he is all over you not you really mind

He doesn't really need to confess his love to you because you and everyone else already knows but when he does he will be a complete and total mess he's very structured with everything else but he doesn't necessarily know how to act around you

Nihil (Young/Old)

Yeah this man is a borderline yandere. He doesn't care what it takes he'll do anything if it means being able to have you he already lost sister Imperator and he doesn't want to lose you

He doesn't stay around you but he does follow you around making sure you never see him but if you do see him which is unlikely he will begin to act very charismatic and flirtatious

This man will rarely do nice things for you not because he doesn't care he cares too much but he wants to be subtle about it he doesn't want to let you know that he is feelings for you but he's planning on the perfect moment to strike

This man has a serious jealousy problem he just doesn't talk about it

He'll stalk you he'll learn about everything you like whether it be in person or sending someone else to do it and once he figures it out he will set up the perfect date and shower you with attention before picking out the perfect moment to confess his love which would be a shock to almost everyone minus the ones he sent out stalk you and if you say no rip-

Also tysm for 73 likes on the first post that's crazy!

Copia's lil entry

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

❧ victorian novels — the papas

key: fluff ✿ , angst ❦ , crack ✦ , platonic ✩ , slight nsfw ❤︎ , au ✪ , smut ❣︎ , yandere ➷ , dark fiction ✝︎

❝welcome to the victorian section~ here you will find stories as old as time, dedicated to our beloved fathers… he will appreciate that you came by to see him.❞ —kosmo

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• WARNING: any of the keys that are in red that they will get an extra warning due to the intensity of the themes. please exert caution when reading fics with these keys

DISCLAIMER: all papas are written as FICTIONAL characters. how they’re written in my fics is not intended to be a reflection of the performer/actual person. everything written is purely fiction and is meant for entertainment purposes.

┅✦┅

❥ papa emeritus i (primo)

sorry! we’re currently out of stock!

❥ papa emeritus ii (secondo)

sorry! we’re currently out of stock!

❥ papa emeritus iii (terzo)

➵ “delicate touches” —fem reader, terzo, [nsfw] ❣︎ ✿

❥ papa emeritus iv (copia)

➵ “met you in the rain” —gn reader, copia, ✿

❥ all papas

➵ “aww my middle finger likes you” —gn reader, all papas, ✦ ✿

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[voidcat]

Don't be shy. Be insane about your interests like the rest of us. SPEAK 🗣️ 🎤‼️

Last time I did it with CSH I got called a furry…..

SO LOOK ik technically the whole band and members are built on a story like Gorillaz and ykno what? that makes it even better easier less more shameless! Ive reached a point where I just wanna bully the fuck outta those crusty old men then go out drinking w the ghouls. I want terzo to sing “cant you see that you’re lost without me” in a soft smooth low voice and just stare at him w a resting bitch face like ‘wow this helps u get some?’ ‘Is this supposed to be ur impression of a yandere bc it sucks’ ‘oh and go look up what a skull looks like while u r at it that make up hurts my eyes’. I want to refuse him, I want to punch him and make his other eye white as well just like sister imperator did I want him carnally I need to step on his groin w high heels and watch as he squirms begs in Italian. I need to see it for myself if all those puns and gestures on stage are bc he’s a sad little virgin loser or bc he Knows how to use these fingers and hips. Oh and those god awful skull face paints stay ON the appeal of the crusty old men is stored in the kids bday party facepaint too. I’m not religious I wasnt even a Christian before I jsut want to join their stupid clergy for the fun and hot nuns and maybe steal some of the popes’ clothes. also I’d allow the keytar playing ghoul to break my back but that’s a talk for another day

Also on another note….. having knowing a lawyer in my life makes saul’s scenes all the fucking better I also need to go and try that heels thing on him too and maybe more. awful tv commercial bench ad lawyer man in tacky suits WHERE SRE YOU

[il-giardino-del-castello]

Pokémon Leggendari/Misteriosi/Boh Tier List ✰

(Gli elenchi sono belli.)

Appunti random:

- Celebi è così in alto perché sono una nostalgica. E perché è carino. 

- A Suicune sono affezionata da Cristallo. Entei, anche se era un’illusione, nel terzo film era un gran figo. Sorry, Raikou - Il tuo OAV era anche abbastanza mediocre... 

- Dei Regi mi piace un sacco tutta la quest, credo sia una delle migliori di Pokémon. 

- Nonostante Zygarde sia stato maltrattato in ogni modo possibile e la sua Forma Gundam mi causi ilarità, trovo che il suo design e la sua grotta a Kalos siano molto scenografici e gli diano in qualche modo una certa solennità. (!) 

- Genesect... perché. Semplicemente, perché?

- Mew è palesemente yandere e il primo leggendario a cui mi sono affezionata. Poi è arrivato Mewtwo. Anni dopo, a caso, sono rimasta affascinata da Darkrai e tutta l’Isola Lunanuova. Tutta colpa del bellissimo primo film e di quel meraviglioso evento che in DPPl non era giocabile normalmenteAAARGH-

- Meltan, Melmetan, Zacian, Zamazenta, Eternatus e compagnia non sono in lista perché non ho (ancora) giocato Let’s Go e SwoShi. 

[axorgath]

🍩LOLITA🍩

🍪Nome: ???

🍪Alias: Lolita,Femi

🍪Data di nascita: 30/05/2000

🍪Luogo di nascita: ???

🍪Età: 19

🍪Occupazioni:  detective

🍪Genere: femmina

🍪Specie: orso andino, Sunny Spirit

🍪Orientamento sessuale: bisessuale

🍪Religione: buddhismo

🍪Origini: ???

🍪Colore degli occhi: Lavanda

🍪Colore dei capelli: Siena,Oro

🍪Colore pelliccia: rossiccio

🍪Altezza: 1.47m

🍪Peso: 50kg

🍪Gruppo sanguigno: A

🍩Carattere🍩

Lolita è una ragazza molto introversa.

Nonostante la tipologia di spirito che si ritrova,Lolita a prima vista non sembra per niente felice e positiva.

Lolita è molto timida e sensibile,difesa anche da una fredda corazza che si è creata per via di tutte le sue esperienze passate.

Il suo carattere è diviso in tre strati,il primo strato freddo e disinteressato.

Essendo stata bullizzata sia a scuola che a lavoro,Lolita non si fida di nessuno,non da confidenza a nessuno e se ne sta spesso per le sue,dato anche il suo umore spesso non buono.

L'unica con cui vuole passare indipendentemente dal suo umore tutta la giornata è Freya,Che è l'unico tra le persone che conosce a cui tiene veramente,e il suo amore per lei certe volte le fa completamente ignorare il resto del mondo.

Il secondo strato,più amichevole che utilizza maggiormente con i suoi amici,dove rispecchia perfettamente il suo tipo di spirito.

Divertente e amichevole,ama ridere,scherzare e fare battute, risultando anche come la tipica "amica di tutti",anche se in realtà è una finta per farsi accettare.

Dal terzo strato in poi è tutto completamente riservato a Freya.

Dolce e premurosa,non si fa scrupoli ad aiutare la sua ragazza in qualunque cosa,e a supportarla.

Si comporta in maniera completamente diversa con lei,ed esterna il suo vero carattere e tutti i suoi sentimenti,dato che con lei sente di poterlo fare, così diventa finalmente il "Sunny Spirit" per eccellenza.

Risulta anche molto protettiva e "yandere" nei suoi confronti, arrivando a cambiare completamente toni e comportamenti quando si tratta di difenderla, diventando così una macchina da guerra.

Intelligente, razionale e soprattutto potente ,anche se fin troppo sensibile,è classificata come #5 giovane spirito più potente al mondo.

🍩Storia🍩

Come tutte le persone che lavorano nell'agenzia di spionaggio,la maggior parte delle sue informazioni sono insabbiate.

Della sua situazione familiare si sa soltanto che era stata abbandonata dalla sua famiglia per motivi ignoti,ed era stata adottata da una ricca famiglia.

Del periodo della sua prima infanzia non si sa praticamente nulla,tranne che alle elementari era una ragazza molto solare ed estroversa e piena di amici.

Amata da alunni e maestri,Lolita amava la scuola più di ogni altra cosa, perché riusciva a comunicare il più possibile con le altre persone,ed era una cosa che amava.

Dalle medie invece tutto cadde in basso.

L'adolescenza la portò ad intimidirsi molto,e i suoi compagni non persero tempo a prenderla di mira.

La deridevano, picchiavano ed escludevano.

I suoi voti cominciarono piano piano a scendere,non voleva più andare a scuola e si chiuse sempre di più in se stessa.

A peggiorare la situazione furono i suoi genitori che non capendo la situazione,e soprattutto non credendola quando parlava del suo bullismo,pensavano solo fosse svogliata e in cerca di attenzioni e quindi un fallimento.

Si ritrovò così distrutta psicologicamente, quindi decise di farla finita.

Andò sul tetto del palazzo più alto della sua città,e proprio quando stava per decidere se buttarsi o no,si trovò di fianco una ragazza.

Questa ragazza,Freya aveva le sue stesse intenzioni,e tra l'altro aveva anche le sue stesse motivazioni.

Entrambe depresse, bullizzate,con famiglie abusive e senza amici dopo una piccola chiacchierata decisero di diventare amiche,e dopo la frase di Freya "andiamo a prenderci un caffè?",entrambe se ne andarono da lì e così nacque la loro amicizia.

Dopo il tentato suicidio però,i genitori di Lolita si sentirono colpiti nel loro onore,e cominciarono a vergognarsi di avere una figlia "suicida" e così cominciarono ad essere ancora più abusivi nei suoi confronti.

Le proebivano di mangiare,di uscire di casa e perfino di stare nella loro stessa casa.

Così la rinchiusero in una stanza vuota al piano di sopra lontana da tutti e da tutto,con solo una grande finestra dove respirare.

Li ebbe il suo secondo pensiero suicida,ma in quel preciso istante la sua unica amica Freya le si teletrasportò di fronte,fu così che iniziarono a convivere.

Loro due parlavano tramite il pensiero,e le poche volte in cui i genitori andavano a controllare non fosse morta, Freya si teletrasportava,per poi ritornare.

Freya le dava cibo,acqua,un materasso (cioè le sue gambe) ma soprattutto affetto.

Dopo due anni rinchiusa in quella stanza,e soprattutto due anni di amicizia Lolita iniziò a provare dei sentimenti per Freya.

Quando si confessò i genitori non erano in casa, così poteva dirlo ad altra voce.

Fu così che Lolita e Freya si fidanzarono e decisero così di scappare insieme quel giorno stesso.

Così a 14 anni entrambe scapparono e si rifugiarono in un altra città,dove vennero reclutate dall'agenzia di spionaggio,per via della loro intelligenza.

Lei accettò nonostante il suo sogno fosse fare l'artista.

Il primo giorno incontrò una persona che attirò particolarmente la sua attenzione.

Una ragazza paffuta e "stana",chiamata dai suoi colleghi "spazzatura" e bullizzata continuamente.

Non le parlò mai però

Lolita e Freya però non si trovavano nello stesso reparto e non passavano le ore di lavoro insieme così il primo anno di lavoro il bullismo ricominciò.

Dopo un anno però la svolta, vennero messe insieme, quindi da lì in poi nessuno la toccò più.

Nello stesso anno conobbero un ragazzo appena arrivato nel loro reparto, Orion,con cui diventarono amiche,anche se non troppo stretti.

Dopo un altro anno,la coppia decide di prendersi cura di Soledad,la ragazza strana nel mentre che Orion era via per lavoro,che intanto aveva stretto un legame molto forte con lei.

Dopo 2 anni entra nella classifica degli spiriti più potenti come #5.

Infine dopo 4 anni Orion ritorna e propone alle tre ragazze di licenziarsi e andare a vivere con lui a greenland.

Le due accetteranno,e attualmente si stanno preparando per andare in questa città.

🍩POTERI E ABILITÀ🍩

🍪BUBBLES: Lolita può creare delle bolle dal suo corpo.

Queste bolle pur sembrando bolle normali sono molto solide,e hanno lo stesso peso di una pallina da baseball.

Se lanciate con una certa forza può causare gravi danni,e in più possono assorbire piccoli oggetti e anche fluidi.

🍪RADIOACTIVE BUBBLES: Sono una specie di evoluzione delle Bubbles normali.

L'unica differenza è che ne crea molte di più alla volta,sono piccole e soprattutto radioattive e velenose.

Se si sta a contatto diretto con esse puoi andare incontro a gravi conseguenze e malformazioni,e perfino alla morte.

🍪TATTO SVILUPPATO: il senso sviluppato di Lolita è il tatto.

Lei ha una sensibilità 100 maggiore.

Ciò vuol fire che può scovare facilmente qualcosa di completamente invisibile ad occhio nudo soltanto toccando una superficie.

🍩CURIOSITÀ🍩

🍪Il suo stile deve molto ricordare quello di un giullare di corte o di un clown.

🍪Ama fare la giocoleria con le sue bolle.

🍪Passa ogni singolo minuto con Freya,e se le dividono cadono entrambe in depressione.

🍪Ama i dolci e ogni cibo dolce al mondo.

🍪Ha paura di qualsiasi figura genitoriale, infatti ad esempio se una madre o un padre e un figlio si allontana subito da loro.

🍪Il suo cibo preferito sono i cupcakes,ne è letteralmente innamorata (ma mai quanto Di Freya).

🍪Il suo soprannome Femi,le è stato dato da Freya E significa "amore",e solo Freya stessa può usarlo.

[emeritus-fuckers]

Yandere throuble with Terzo and Omega? I feel like that's the safest darling in the Ministry... -Nick

I kinda like how this turned out - Jez

Yandere Terzo and Omega throuple headcanons

Oh, you're safe as fuck, have you seen how big Omega is? He's a big boy. And Terzo has connections in the Ministry. Nobody gets to even look at you wrong.

Omega carries you both around like sacks of potatoes because you're both relatively short compared to him and he can't be bothered.

Omega is also the one dealing with most of the outside trouble while Terzo usually stays with you and works on making you fall for them even more.

They keep you safe, they love you so much! You know that, right?

Terzo is usually the affectionate one, always giving you and Omega lots of kisses.

Omega is the protective one, always keeping an arm around his lovers. He bites you both a lot to mark you while Terzo covers him and you in hickeys.

Which means you're the one covered in the most marks. You probably wear very modest clothes because of this, not wanting to show the bitemarks and hickeys (bruises too, since Omega can get rough with you and Terzo.

Tbh, I doubt you walk around much. Both of these fuckers are well-endowed and they insist on both going in the same hole.

At the same time.

Which is why Omega carries you around a lot.

They love you and they love to mark you.

Terzo does allow his other Ghouls and a few trusted Siblings of Sin (and his brothers, of course) around you, but Omega usually keep you close the entire time.

Terzo is a bit more trusting with you, Omega is much more jealous and dislikes people being anywhere near you.

You sleep sandwiched between them with Omega wrapping his arms around you both to keep you close.

They are relatively calm if you're good. Omega occasionally has little jealous fits where he growls at people when they get too close, but that's it.

If you rebel or try to leave, they use the Good Cop and Bad Cop method on you, with Terzo being the Good Cop, offering you comfort and affection and Omega being the Bad Cop, easily picking you up and dragging you back to where they want you.

The difference between them is that while they both want to be loved, Omega doesn't mind being feared if needed.

Taglist: @firefirevampire @sirlsplayland @thatoddboy (send an ask if you'd like to be added! read the pinned post before asking!)

[emeritus-fuckers]

Yandere vampire Papas

This was originally a request, but Tumblr FUCKING HATES ME and keeps publishing shit before it's ready, so I had to delete it. Nihil is written as one character this time because it just makes more sense to me???- Jez

Primo

This might be the one of the very few chances you have to see him in his youth on this blog, since a vampire always looks like they're in they're prime.

Primo would be an unhappy vampire, longing for companionship of someone who wouldn't fear him.

And there you were, a sweet little thing. An adorable creature, one that was fascinated by his garden.

He lured you there every night after you first met, only to have a chance to speak to you.

Would turn you to a vampire if he felt threatened by a potential rival that he couldn't really deal with.

Secondo

Probably the worst thing that can happen to you when it comes to him.

Secondo already has a slight blood kink. It gets worse if he's a vampire.

He's also controlling. He'll use his vampiric abilities to keep you under lock and key, even if he doesn't even need to lock you up. You'll be too scared to leave.

He's got you wrapped around his finger with his abilities and dominating aura.

You'll be very well trained.

Terzo

He absolutely thrives as a vampire. He's dramatic.

He also loves a poor, innocent darling. He loves you so, so much because of that.

He often uses his abilities to subtly scare you and then to comfort you and assure you're safe with him.

He still uses his ghouls to do the dirty work.

He takes small sips of your blood during sex, but he's so good at distracting you with his touches, you don't even realize that's what's making you dizzy, and not him fucking your brains out.

Copia

Copia is still very much an observer, no matter his state.

He watches you sleep, smiling fondly at you.

Touches your hair gently, strokes your cheek lovingly.

He cannot decide on whether he wants to kiss you or drink your blood.

He doesn't make his presence known until he feels like someone's trying to get your attention.

In a typical yandere Copia fashion, he creates a whole scene for your first meeting in order to woo you.

Nihil

Nihil is very eager to make you fall for him however he can. He wants you.

He easily seduces you, using both his natural charm and vampiric abilities.

Your blood is like a drug to him, he can't get enough. He only stops when you actually beg him to stop because you feel weak.

Drinking your blood also makes him incredibly horny, so he ends up fucking you as he sucks your blood.

You're always exhausted after nights with him and need to rest for days.

[emeritus-fuckers]

If requests are open: yandere Emeritus-es and a darling who is a shy, wallflower type? Friendly but doesn't really socialize, the quiet type.

Oh fuck yeah, yandere content, mommy likes. - Jez

Yandere Papas with a shy s/o

Primo

It was probably the very reason you caught his attention.

A shy, lonely Sibling of Sin.

He gently approaches you, asking you to help him with something in the garden.

In actuality, he did not need your help. He just thought you seemed uncomfortable around all the people you had to work around, so he wanted you to catch a breather.

He offers to assign you to work in the garden for as long as you'd like.

Eventually he becomes your first friend in the Ministry. First and only.

He uses his age to his advantage, making you feel bad for the poor old man that he is.

He doesn't need to have you. He just wants you around him and to not be anyone else's. He's perfectly fine with just being a friend, as long as he's the only person that matters to you.

Secondo

It's perfect. Secondo considers getting his darling's attention a game. And while the lack of rivals makes it a bit boring, he certainly enjoys how easy it is to make you fall for him.

You cling to any potential friendships. And if you can't find any because you're too shy, the man who makes very occasional small talk with you while you're assigned to help him work... You'll take it.

And since he made sure all your work is by his side, he eventually end up seeking him up and following him quietly.

He then slowly allows you to worm yourself into his life, making you feel like you two ending up together was your achievement.

It wasn't. It was his plan all along.

Terzo

At first Terzo wants you to open up. But then he changed his mind when he saw how cute you are.

So shy, getting nervous whenever anyone approached you.

He was absolutely enamoured with you and then he started slowly inserting himself into your life, flirting with you, popping out whenever he saw you alone.

The squeaks you made were so cute when he'd suddenly appear.

He'd always apologize so profusely, he only meant to cheer you up! You look so lonely, he wanted to offer his company, but you'd probably hate the company of a man who scared you like that...

He pulls this pity party every time. And you fall for it every time. It's ridiculous.

Eventually you look forward to his scares and start actually bonding. Terzo doesn't really show his darker tendencies unless he's really provoked.

He only trusts his Ghouls with you, especially Alpha and Omega.

He will most likely use his Ghouls to get rid of any... Issues. Like another potential friend.

Your new friends disappear so quickly, just stick with him, won't you?

Copia

He's just as shy and awkward as you are, so for a long time he just observes. While a Cardinal is a high position, he doesn't really have that much power over you or any Siblings, but he's okay with just watching for now.

And then, just like a blessing from Satan himself, he gets to become Papa.

Instead of inserting himself into your life, he makes a scene with the help of his Ghouls, where he suddenly comes to help you.

Rain told him it was stupid and he almost didn't do it, but then Cirrus started talking about the power of love and he goes through with it.

He's gonna research your hobbies and talk to you about them just to make himself more attractive to you.

It's genuine! He loves you genuinely, everything is absolutely true about his feelings! And the ones you develop and genuine, too!

Old Nihil

I feel like the only reason to get him to be yandere for you is if you were really similar to younger Sister Imperator.

He's a delusional one, y'all. He'll see you and think you're Imperator. But since all Sisters of Sin are just referred to as "Sister", so nobody really realized his weird behavior.

He makes you dress up more like her, expects you to be a nice, cute little replacement for Sister Imperator while not realizing that you weren't her.

He'll tell you stories from the times he was with her and you were a poor, sweet, shy little thing, too nervous to question or correct him.

In his delusions, he will slowly end up making you into his new Seestor. And unless the real Sister Imperator stops him, he's gonna make you live in his little fantasy with him. And you being shy is a good bonus, it means you're very unlikely to try and rebel against him.

Just to have someone close to you, you're willing to play into it.

Young Nihil

The only one actually willing to threaten his darling.

You're probably meant to be a little side thing he's gonna use to comfort himself after the Kiss the Go-Gost incident and losing Sister Imperator.

He picks you because you're shy, and shy usually means easy.

Over time, hooking up with you becomes somewhat addicting.

He becomes obsessed with you, not just your body, but also how kind you were to him afterwards instead of leaving right away.

And so he drags you into a relationship with him, making you stay longer and longer each time. Eventually he demands you just stay with him in general.

Don't try to leave, don't even fucking try.

He'll threaten to hurt himself, to hurt you... And you're too timid to do anything about it, so you stay and let him manipulate you.

[emeritus-fuckers]

Okay BUT - Yandere Terzo, vampire or not, and a virgin darling? Maybe some first time smut?

Since I wanna work on the big oneshots before going to work on Saturday (my sick leave is over), I'm gonna do this as headcanons. If you want a oneshot, feel free to send another ask, but it's gonna have to wait until either the Copia or the Secondo one is done.

Yandere Terzo taking his s/o's virginity (headcanons)

This is a special occasion, he gets to be your first, after all!

Regular Terzo would make it special, but Yandere Terzo goes even farther.

It's all about your pleasure and him finally claiming you as his.

This means he's gonna do more possessive shit that he would normally.

There's so much hickeys it almost looks like you're bruised after a serious beating.

He also bites, which is something he wouldn't normally do. He just wants to claim you in every way possible.

Rubs his face against your chest with a happy sigh. His dreams are finally coming through, he gets to have you.

The foreplay lasts hours as he lets himself examine your body oh so carefully. Learns everything. Where to touch, where to kiss, where to nibble.

He's gonna be weird about it. Like, he'll just take a moment to lay with his face pressed against your crotch just to enjoy the smell of your arousal.

Try to remain calm, because if you interrupt his weird worship time (can I call it that???), he's gonna very suddenly start giving you oral aggressively.

Don't worry, he'll calm down in a moment, he just wanted to spook you.

He's gonna apologize profusely, giving you soothing kisses all over your face.

You have no reason not to trust him, he was just messing around a bit! There's no reason to get nervous!

He's gonna gaslight you into thinking that you overreacted because you were nervous. He doesn't do that much gaslighting (at least compared to others), but he's very good at it. A natural, even.

He slowly convinces you to let him please you with his mouth again, this time much slower and nicer as he enjoyed your taste. He's an expert, with all his experience.

Even as he makes it mostly about himself, he's so skilled and you're so inexperienced, you can't tell the difference.

He makes you cum with just his mouth alone and he makes you cum HARD.

He almost overstimulates you as he licks up your cum, stopping himself when your cute little whimpers start sounding dangerously like sobs.

Once again, reassurance, affection and gaslighting. Everything is fine. You're just very nervous.

And it's gonna get in your head so bad you actually apologize to him for being so difficult.

You're just so adorable, aren't you?

He doesn't mind having to soothe you, by the way. He's completely fine with that.

Why wouldn't he be fine with you in his arms, seeking his comfort? It just means that no matter what he does, he's the only one you trust. And he loves it so much.

He actually has to wait for a minute when he finally enters you, because he feels like he might just cum on the spot.

Finally, he got to feel you around his cock, nothing seperating the two of you.

He claims he's waiting for you to adjust, but it's really so he doesn't end up painting your insides white so early.

Loses himself in kissing you until you gently tap his shoulder and nod. You were ready. Or at least you thought you were ready, because you panicked when he started to slowly move.

And so you would be in his arms again. He'd hold you tight as his cock rested inside you. He didn't mind waiting, no.

As excited as he was, he was also patient. He knew that he had to make you want more.

Once you announced that you were ready again, he chuckled softly and finally got to move. Terzo is usually pretty vocal, but this time he forced himself to stay quiet, just to hear your sweet sounds of pleasure.

He can go all night and even longer, just for you. And he absolutely will leave you wanting even more next time.

[emeritus-fuckers]

„Love Story” ♡ Terzo x f!Reader oneshot (fluff to angst to yandere-ish?)

Loosely based on the song "Love Story" by Sarah Cothran and heavily based on a video made by the wonderful foggyweaver on TikTok. ♡ - Jez

CW: female aligned reader, reader is around Terzo's age, death, murder, blood. slight yandere themes. mentions of masturbation and sex, slight non-con touching (not sexual). chapter i is safe and can be read as a stand-alone for those looking for something lighter. not proofread, we die like my self-respect after discovering this band.

i. romeo take me somewhere we can be alone

Terzo Emeritus, the youngest of Papa Nihil's sons, has always held a special place in your heart. Ever since you remembered. He's always been there, since you were both small children.

You'd learn together. Eat together. Play together.

You'd even have sleepovers together, cuddling together as you slept in his bed. You were inseparable. Terzo would always be there for you, holding your hand as your friendship bloomed and eventually became something more.

Terzo and you would sit on the balcony, enjoying the last few warm days of summer. You enjoyed the sunset, watching all the beautiful colors that would only appear on the sky for this one, special show.

It was a quiet day. You could both hear a few birds still chirp, hidden within the branches. Perhaps they, too, were enjoying the peacefulness of the day. Everything else seemed to either sleep or prepare to sleep, even if it wasn't late yet.

"I wish it was always like this." Terzo spoke up, but his voice didn't disrupt the peaceful silence that was embracing you both as he laid down on the blanket, his head in your lap as one of hands held one of your own, stroking your index finger with his thumb gently.

"Me too." You smiled softly as you looked down at his face. He didn't wear his cardinal make-up today, nor did he wear the cassock he despised. He was dressed more casually, and so were you. Because right now, on this warm, peaceful evening, he wasn't Cardinal Terzo Emeritus. And you weren't Sister [Name]. Right now you were just two childhood best friends who have finally managed to find a peaceful moment together after being challenged by the new responsibilities of adult life. "It's nice. I'm gonna sound stupid, but I miss you. Even if I see you everyday... It's just not the same, you know?"

He smiled softly at your awkward little chuckle, his eyes filled with adoration and pure happiness. You had no idea what you were doing to him. What you have been doing to him for years.

He raised his free hand to cup your cheek. And like the precious darling you were, you pressed your cheek into his palm, your own hand coming to rest on top of his as you smiled at him. Oh, that beautiful, beautiful smile of yours... It would always melt his heart. It was what got him through his days, the memory of your smile always there in his mind, as if branded with hot iron into whatever part of his brain was responsible for happiness.

Of course, the memories of your smiles were nothing compared to the real deal. A memory could never capture all of your beauty. The way light shined in your skin. How your hair framed your face, a bit messy after taking off the dreaded headpiece you were expected to wear as a Sister of Sin. How your eyes would sparkle even in complete darkness, as if they held their own [eye color] galaxies in them.

He sometimes wondered if you felt anything like that towards him. If your day was brighter when you saw him. If your heart ached when he wasn't there with you. If you also stole a T-shirt of his to shove your pillow into just to feel like he was next to you in bed. He doubted you did, but he counted his clothes religiously either way, hoping one day a shirt or a pair of underwear suddenly go missing after one of your visits. He stole your shirts and panties before, just to feel closer to you when he would be lonely at night. Holding your panties in his fist when he touched himself was the most he could get for now, even if it was hardly enough. He was lucky he had a really wild imagination, he could imagine it was your fingers on his cock instead of his own. But at the end of the day, he knew it was nowhere near how good the real you would feel.

He wanted to be your first. He needed to be your first. It was only fair. He's been your first for everything so far, and you were his. He was your first friend, your first kiss, he should also be the first to sleep with you, shouldn't he? He loved you for years and loved him back, wouldn't it be fair if you took each other's virginities as well? If you were the first to touch him? If he was the first to touch you? The first and the only one to touch you.

"It's gonna sound stupid, but..." You spoke up quietly, a small giggle trying to leave your lips. His heart would always melt when you spoke. Especially when you spoke so quietly, when your words were meant for him and him alone. He would drink up any sound you made, every word, every giggle, every sigh. "Sometimes I wish we could run away together. Not have to deal with everything going on here. Just the two of us."

Terzo sat up, making you look at him, a bit surprised, considering how much he loved to rest with his head on your lap. He chuckled at how your eyes widened slightly as you followed his movement.

He moved closer to you, your knee gently bumping into his as he held your face in his hands and looked deep into your eyes, leaning closer until your lips brushed against each other, but not kissing you yet.

"Then let's do that. Let's escape together, somewhere nobody will find us. Somewhere we'll be completely alone."

You nodded slowly and he smiled, closing the distance between your lips. Every kiss he gave you was just as sweet as the first one years ago. It was always so warm, made you feel so safe when he would carefully pull you closer, wrapping his arm around your waist to press your chest against his after he carefully pulled you to straddle his lap.

That summer evening, one of Terzo's biggest dreams came true. He got to be your first.

ii. romeo save me, i've been feeling so alone

"You broke your promise, you miserable old bastard." You wept softly, your heart aching in despair and your knees hurting from the time you've spent on the floor, crying by Terzo's feet.

He remained silent, not even sparing you a glance. He didn't acknowledge you, no matter how much you would beg, scream or cry. You've banged your fists on the floor in a pathetic attempt to get anything out of him. Still nothing.

"Terzo, please... You swore to me... You swore to never leave me, remember...? So keep your promise and get up... I'm begging you..."

Yet, no matter how much you would plead, you had no way of getting his attention. You had no way to make his eyes open, to make his lips smile again, to make his arms hold you close just this one more time. After all, a dead man could do none of that.

Since his death, you'd spend hours in the room he and his brothers were kept, weeping by the glass coffin he was kept in. Although you wouldn't even call it a coffin, no. It was a fucking display case.

A display case so Papa Nihil and Sister Imperator could send Terzo and his brothers on a "tour". So the fans could see their favorite Papa up close, limited only by the glass box they were kept in.

The glass box you knelt next to every night for months now, bawling your eyes out. You knew how pitiful it was, an old satanic nun, a woman entering her 60s, kneeling and crying every night by the coffin of her lover until the Ghouls found her and took her back to bed. It was usually Omega, he was one of the very few people who still came to pay respects to his dear old friend.

Sometimes you'd sit together and talk so you could feel better. The Ghoul has been a great help all this time, always willing to offer you a shoulder to cry on and an ear to listen. You'd reminisce together, you more than him. You've known Terzo longer, you've had more memories of him. More tears to shed at his loss.

"Terzo... You can hear me, right...?" You whispered, fully aware of how pathetic you were. How pathetic you looked and sounded. But you'd take any chance to see his mismatched eyes look at you again with the warmth they once held whenever they looked at you. To feel his lips smile as you both kissed, exchanging hushed love confessions each night. To feel his arms wrapped around you protectively, possessively even. To feel the intimacy of feeling him inside you, both of you lost in each other's love. "Please... You must... You must hear me..."

You pressed your palm to the glass, still on your knees. You couldn't get up, you couldn't look at his body. At how his head was stitched back to his body after that dreadful photo session. They cut his head off and made the poor, terrified cardinal pose with it, only to stitch it back to let more fans see him. Pose next to his corpse and take silly selfies. Oh, how you longed to rip their phones out of their hands and break them. But you were forbidden from being in the room altogether, only allowed in because of some arrangements Omega made for you. If you were gone by sunrise, you could remain by your beloved one's side for the night.

"Please... You have no idea how alone I am..." You whispered, as if confessing your sins to him. Sins he always already knew you committed, as he committed most of them with you. "The Ghouls are trying to be there for me, but it doesn't make the pain go away, you know...? It's always there. The aching in my chest, it never leaves."

Your words echoed in your own mind, hoping to hear any response from him. Anything at all, even if he were to yell at you for bothering him in the afterlife. Even if he told you he hated you. All you wanted was to see him again, no matter if he never wanted to deal with you again. You'd be happy enough knowing he was alive and well.

Your heart felt like it was about to either shatter or explode out of misery, tears still falling down your cheeks, as if they could never end, no matter what, your eyes would never stop shedding tears for the love of your life, who just laid there, unmoving, never to respond to you.

"Please... Terzo... I love you... I'm still wearing the ring you gave me..." You wept, the engagement ring he gave to you the day before he died. He proposed to you at sunset, as you both sat on the balcony, like all these years ago, when you took each other's virginities. And you accepted, of course, even if theoretically you couldn't exactly get married. But it was the sentiment that mattered to you both. "Wake up... We'll run away, just like we wanted... We wanted to run away, remember? Together? Please... We can do that, just wake up... Don't leave me alone..."

Yet no matter how much you cried, nothing happened. After all, a dead man can't respond to you.

iii. marry me, juliet, you'll never have to be alone

Every Papa had his own followers. Ones that joined the Clergy just for the Papa they follow. Terzo was no exception. He was charismatic, charming and easy to talk to. He pulled people in easily and gained their loyalty without really trying.

Usually the flame of attraction to a Papa would slowly settle. It would still be there, but after months, it usually was already about the ministry and not just the Papa the people chose to follow. And as it would seem, in this case, Terzo was an exception.

Even after his death, his followers remained loyal. They didn't refuse to acknowledge the new Papa, a man named Copia, but it was clear they didn't really care about him as much as they did for Terzo. Papa Emeritus III was referred to as the Heart of the Clergy, because he was. He brought new life to it when he took the stage, but no matter what he achieved, it was never enough for Sister Imperator. It didn't matter that Terzo was the Papa the people wanted, because he was not the Papa she wanted.

His devotees were growing more and more upset every day. Their rage didn't water down with time, no, it only got worse, it burned more furiously each day. They wanted Terzo's return, just like you did. But while you only cried for him, weak and powerless, they decided to act.

They decided to resurrect Papa Emeritus III.

They got his Ghouls on board, as their souls were bound to their Papa. It took time, but it finally happened. Deep down in the Ministry's basement, in a secret ritual room, they did it. They stole his body, keeping it a secret from everyone. Even from you.

You wanted to visit him again, tears slowly falling down your cheeks as you entered the room where he and his brothers were kept, only to find two glass coffins instead of one.

You fell to your knees, holding back a scream. He wasn't there. The coffin wasn't there. You started calling out for his Ghouls, running around the Ministry. You didn't care if you woke anyone up, it wasn't your problem. Your problem was that the body of the man you loved was missing.

You wanted to wake people up, to get someone to help you search for him, but you were stopped before you could do anything. A Sibling of Sin gripped your arm and pinned you to the nearest wall, covering your mouth with their free hand.

"It's okay, Sister [Name]. I'm a friend." They assured as you struggled to push them off. They waited for you to wear yourself out before taking their hand away, still holding you against the wall so you wouldn't run off.

"What in Lucifer's name do you think you're doing?!" You hissed at the sibling, their fingers leaving bruises on your arm from how tight their grip was, but they didn't seem to notice your discomfort. If anything, they seemed excited for something.

"Omega sent me for you." The Sibling explained, making your already teary eyes widen and threaten with more tears. Omega? Why would he send for you? Did he know what happened? Did he find Terzo's body? Did something happen to him when Terzo was taken away? The Ghouls were connected to their Papas, even after their deaths. So maybe... Maybe Omega was hurt?

Were you about to lose one of the few friends you could actually talk to?

"What happened to Omega?" You asked quietly, trying your best to put the despair of your beloved one's disappearance. You wanted Terzo back, yes, but you knew he was dead. And Omega wasn't. Hopefully he wasn't.

"I cannot say. Not here. Please, come with me. Everything will make sense then."

It was frustrating, not knowing what was going on. Terzo being gone, now something was going on with Omega... Why was so much happening in one night? And what exactly was happening, anyway? You were confused, your heart and mind racing. You had so many thoughts rushing through your head, you were overwhelmed, and yet somehow at the same time you felt like your head was completely empty.

When Terzo was alive, you've always felt well. Even as years passed, he would always make you feel young. No matter how insecure you would feel as you hit another birthdays. Even if you were both in your 40s and 50s, his soft touch and warm gaze would make you feel loved, like back when you were both young, still discovering each other's bodies. Even as you got older, he'd still whisper praises to you, talking about how beautiful you were, how wonderful you felt and how sweet you tasted.

Even as your hair started greying, even as signs of aging slowly got to you, his gaze never changed. He'd always say you were just as beautiful as you were years ago. While you remained aware of changes in your body, he'd make you believe you were still beautiful and worthy of all the love he was giving you.

When he died, you truly started to feel your age. You felt old, lonely and vulnerable, his Ghouls remaining the only friends you still had. And now something was happening to the friend you held closest. It must've been serious, if he sent out a Sibling of Sin instead of getting you himself or sending another Ghoul. You could only hope Omega was alright.

"Where are you taking me...?" You questioned quietly, following the Sibling to the basement. You thought they'd take you to the Ghoul's lair, but that was not the way. You did not recognize the halls you were walking through, which only spiked your anxiety even more. "Where's Omega?"

They didn't give you a proper response, only telling you not to worry about it. You got a very bad feeling deep in your stomach, a pain that told you to run, to get away. And you tried. You walked slower, gaining some distance before trying to slowly get away from the Sibling. You didn't run, you were already exhausted from all the stress you were going through just this night. Instead you hid behind a pillar, trying your best to sneak away.

The Sibling must've realized they've lost you, because a few minutes later, as you quietly tried to make your way back to a more familiar looking area, you heard some frantic yelling, accompanied by almost an animalistic growl. And then you could hear someone running around, most likely in search for you. You panicked, trying to get away a little faster. You heard many voices call out to you, none of them familiar. You started doubting Omega had anything to do with all this.

Why would they search for you? Could it be because you noticed Terzo's body missing? Were they the ones responsible for the disappearance? But why? It didn't make sense, why would they take him? Were they going to sell his body? Sister Imperator wouldn't have ordered anyone to get rid of the bodies, they were too profitable. And Terzo wasn't hated, no, everyone who ever met him easily grew to adore him.

Perhaps they wanted to steal the other dead Papas as well? Some obsessed fans would give a lot to have them in their possession, as sick as it was. Would that be it? They probably wanted to get rid of you because you discovered them.

"[Name]!" A familiar voice called out to you, making you look over your shoulder. A familiar, tall Ghoul. One that let you cry into his shoulder for so many nights. So he really was here.

"Omega...?" You slowly walked over to him, putting your hands on his arms, still shaken up from the situation you've found yourself in. This was not what you were expecting when you were awoken by nightmares, like you have been for the last months. You couldn't sleep, so you went to see him again, even if some younger Siblings of Sin started to gossip about you, turning you into some local urban legend or cryptid. You needed Terzo to comfort you after the nightmares, even if you would always end up breaking down in tears when you saw him. "What's going on? What's the deal with all those Siblings? Where's Terzo? He's gone, the... The body, the coffin... It's... It's..."

"I know. He's not gone." Omega gently put his arm around your shoulders and squeezed your arm comfortingly, like he did many times before. He started leading you somewhere, and even though it was the same path the Sibling of Sin had lead you down earlier, you felt safe. You knew Omega, you knew you could trust him.

"He's not...?" You looked up at him weakly, trying to keep your tears at bay. Your sight was blurry already, but you could easily recognize the Ghoul's features. "Wait, what's that on your chin...?"

The Ghoul glanced up at you as your 'old people instincts' took over and you moved your hand to wipe the stain under his lips with your thumb. His eyes flicked away from your nervously and if you weren't so distracted with all the stress you went through before, you would've noticed him tensing up.

He then explained to you that he was eating before he found you, so he just wiped his mouth and must've missed a spot. And knowing how Ghouls fed on raw meat (more often than not, raw human meat), you simply nodded, sighing heavily as you took off your headpiece to feel better. You were never fond of the uniform you had to wear, but you also didn't want to risk getting scolded, so unless you were alone or with someone you trusted, you kept it on. You were too old to rebel against it, anyway.

"Were are we going...?" You asked nervously, playing with the headpiece in your hands. You wanted to rip it to shreds, and you would have, if you were less shaken up.

"To see him."

"So you know where Terzo is?" You looked up at him, your eyes shining with the tiniest sparks of hope. And he nodded, leading you to a large double door.

The Ghoul gave you one last comforting squeeze before opening the door for you. It must've been really heavy, considering that even he struggled with it a bit, and he was by no means a small or weak man. Especially since even the smallest of Ghouls were stronger than most people.

Once the door was open enough for you both to squeeze inside the room, you were met with a place very similar to one of the many chapels upstairs. The benches where Siblings of Sin would normally sit were empty, but you could see the rest of Terzo's Ghouls in a tight circle around the altar, whispering and muttering.

The glass coffin, or whatever was left of it, laid shattered on the ground, Terzo's gloves and robes next to it. The robes were torn up, and you were almost sure the clothes were bloody. A thought of the Ghouls eating him crossed your mind, but they were too protective over him, they'd never doo that. Not even the fact that their fingers and faces were covered in blood made you doubt that, not even the heavy metallic smell of blood.

You didn't realize Omega announced his return with you until the other Ghouls moved away from the altar, revealing Terzo sitting on it. He was alive, wearing just the white shirt, dark pants and shoes, the clothes he'd always wear under the Papal Robes. His hair was messy, but still remained somewhat in the brushed back look he always had. His facepaint was still on, surprisingly not smudged too much, but what truly was disturbing was the blood. It was normal on Ghouls. It wasn't normal on him.

It was around his mouth, like he was ripped away after taking a bite from a large, bloody piece of meat. His hands were covered in blood, too. And his neck... The wound on his neck, although the neck itself was stitched back and it didn't look like it would fall off, the wound was slowly bleeding, getting his shirt as just bloody.

You were frozen in your spot, Omega gently holding your shoulder and observing you from the corner of his eye, ready to catch you if you were to faint. But you wouldn't faint, no. You just stood there, your eyes wide, as Terzo slowly slid off the altar and walked over to you. He stumbled a bit, but it didn't seem to matter to him, considering his smile.

It was the same and completely different at the same time. How he called out your name in the same loving tone, a sound you've yearned for ever since his death, but it wasn't like you remembered it. Was felt like it was trapping you, like he was luring you in with his voice. It felt possessive.

His eyes were different, too. The still looked at you endearingly, like you were the most beautiful and precious person in the world. But there was something else, something that seemed crazy, how his gaze was quickly scanning your face and body, it no longer seemed like he was in love. It felt like he was obsessed.

The smile on his face, the same warm and loving smile you would see every morning for years when he held you close and whispered a sweet "good morning, beautiful" to your ears... With the blood and his obsessive gaze... It didn't feel like Terzo. It felt like a demon, maybe even Satan himself, stood in front of you, merely posing as the man you loved.

"[Name]... Oh, my darling... You're even more beautiful than the day you were ripped away from me..." He spoke quietly, taking your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing your cheek bones as Omega walked away to the rest of the Ghouls. It felt weird. It was Terzo's touch, yes, but it didn't feel like Terzo touching you. His fingers lacked the softness, it no longer felt like all these light touches you've known at nights with him. He wasn't squeezing your face, no, but the way he held it was different. The way he brushed his fingers through your hair was different. It felt like he was enamoured with you like a little child is excited for their favorite toy.

You felt wrong. Everything in the situation felt wrong. You loved him, you longed for his return, but it was always just a fantasy. To have him actually stand here, in front of you, his fingers covering your your face and hair in blood... It was the truth. It was the real life, even if it felt like a lie. Somehow, your biggest dream coming true made you feel like a nightmare caught you, sinking its claws into your skin were your newly resurrected beloved touched you.

"So beautiful... So precious... Oh, how happy it makes me to see you again..." He spoke quietly, leaving small kisses all over your face making you squirm away anxiously. He seemed shocked as you took a step back from him, but he was always quick to act, so without hesitation, he held onto your wrist, pulling you right back into him. "Please, don't run away from me, amore. I've missed you so much, I need you to be with me, sí? Need you right next to me, at all times..."

"Stop touching me..." You whimpered and he looked at you with the most heartbroken gaze you've ever seen. Like his heart was just shattered, and that made your already wounded one break just a little more. "Please, I... I just need a minute..."

"Oh, my love..." He muttered, pulling you closer instead of letting go as you longed for. Just this once, he promised himself, just this once he'd put his needs over your comfort. Just this once, and only for a little bit. You'd understand, won't you? Yes, of course you'd understand. "We're reunited at long last, doesn't that make you happy?"

His thumb stroked your lower lip as he held your chin. A feeling so familiar, yet so foreign. Your mind raced with uncertainty and anxiety, but your body reacted, your lips parting, as if begging him to just kiss you already. And he did. The kiss was the only part of this that felt exactly like him. Like it always did. There was no new-found possessiveness, because it was always there. His kisses were always starved, longing. Just like now. And you kissed him back, your own longing for him taking over. Oh, he missed you so much, and you missed him.

He was visibly calmer once he had his first kiss since being resurrected, the obsessiveness and possessiveness replaced by the tenderness and admiration he always held for you. And so he kissed you, again and again. And you kissed back, again and again.

"You still have the ring..." He noticed once you finally ended the kissing session to catch your breath. He held your hand and now started kissing all over your fingers only to rub the back of your hand against his cheek. "So it's still a yes, right, my love? You'll marry me?"

And then, seeing how genuine he was about the question, you stopped holding back. You nodded, letting your tears fall freely as you threw yourself at him, crying into his shoulder about just how much you've missed him. He held you tightly, whispering comforting yours into your ear and kissing your hair, smiling softly at you before giving the Ghouls a subtle glance.

They understood and quickly got rid of the dead, massacred body that remained hidden away from your sights so far. The ruined body of the Sibling of Sin that was supposed to bring you to Terzo, hidden behind the altar, their throat ripped out with your lover's very own teeth.

"I love you, my darling..." He whispered to you, your face pressed against his chest. "You will never be alone again."

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Yandere!Papa's with a darling who's already spoken for?

You guys just refuse to keep my inbox empty lmao - Jez

Yandere Papas with a darling who's already in a relationship

Primo

Disappointed, but not surprised.

He'll befriend you, taking the longer route about having you.

He'll make sure you trust him completely. It's not hard for him, people always trust him. He's a sweet old man, he wouldn't do anything bad!

Slowly starts planting the seed of doubt in your mind (get it? because he's a gardener? please kill me) about the faithfulness of your partner because apparently "there's a gossip going around".

He started the gossip.

He'll make you doubt your partner while at the same time assuring you that he's always there if you need support.

Eventually you'll leave your partner because of all the doubts and gossip. And run right into Primo's embrace, seeking comfort.

Secondo

He genuinely doesn't care.

Views it as a challenge at most. Just another obstacle to overcome.

He's much better than your partner in every way. He deserves you more. You just need to see it.

Pulls the right strings to make sure you spend the least amount of time possible with your partner.

Spend the time working with him instead, as he carefully and slowly makes himself more apparent in your life.

He's very good at making people want him. He knows how to use people to his advantage.

And he has a giant cock that he sometimes forgets to tuck in properly just so you can see it resting against his thigh.

He makes you dump your partner to pursue him, begging for attention.

And he is very happy to give it.

Terzo

Oh? You have someone?

Not for long.

He starts out as your friend. And he's a touchy friend. He's like that with all his friends, it's nothing to worry about!

But the way he touches you just slightly more intimately than everyone else doesn't escape your partner. Especially since this little shit makes eye contact with them.

He makes them very jealous until they lash out at you. And once that happens, he's ready to welcome you in his arms, comforting you in every way. Preferably sexually, but he would never push you right after a break up.

His Ghouls deal with your ex afterwards. He wouldn't want them to disturb your blooming romance.

Copia

He's very, very sad.

On one hand, he just knows your each other's soulmates. On the other hand, you seem very happy and he would hate to disturb your happiness.

Talks about it with his Ghouls. And I believe a lot of his yandere tendencies are not only enabled, but encouraged by the Ghouls. They understand love differently and accidentally warp his understanding of it.

The Ghouls are the ones who get it in his head that he needs to fight for you. And so they help him form a plan.

Your partner ends up "missing".

And it was the ever so kind Papa Emeritus IV that comforted you, held you and let you cry it out.

He usually sends Rain or Cumulus (the most empathetic of this Ghouls) to look out for you when he's not available.

They are the ones slowly convincing you to move on and give him a chance.

And you do. And then he knows all is right in the world, as his soulmate is by his side.

Old Nihil

He. Is. Delusional. As. Fuck.

Absolutely believes your "partner" brainwashes and abuses you.

Something must clearly be wrong if his darling is not with him, after all!

He's... Not the most subtle. But he also doesn't want to startle you too much.

He ends up getting you appointment as his personal assistant/nurse, which leads to spending most of your time with him instead of that pesky partner of yours.

And he's very old, he needs you to take care of him! You'll do that, won't you? You don't mind staying the night, right?

Does his best to get sick, just so you have to stay by his side.

Eventually you're with him almost 24/7 and your partner gets annoyed with it, leading them to break up with you.

And Nihil notices you being sad, he's a good friend to you at this point.

You'll tell Papa your troubles, won't you?

Young Nihil

He is temperamental and can be violent.

But he's also a master of seduction.

Uses both of those "attributes" to get you.

He's much more impatient than his sons.

Willing to do pretty much anything to get to you. If it's a threesome with you and that damn lover of you, fine.

He'll make sure you know you pleased you better. All his attention is on you, and if your partner gets jealous, Nihil is absolutely willing to get in a fight.

He may be in his fifties, but he can put up a fucking fight.

Besides, it doesn't matter if he loses. Your partner started it, so you stay with Nihil, apologizing and taking care of him bloody nose and busted lip as his Ghouls drag the ex away.

You never see the ex again.

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“Cirice” ♡ Terzo x afab!Reader oneshot (yandere)

Based loosely on the song "Cirice" by Ghost.

CW: gender neutral afab reader. reader and Terzo have a significant age gap. mentions of blood, death and murder. mention of rituals. mentions of sex and masturbation. yandere themes. religious themes. mentions of religious trauma. hints of abuse. manipulations. questionable consent. Terzo's kinda delusional in this. reader is sort of pressured into becoming his spouse and prime mover. depending on the reader, it might kinda make Terzo into mpreg. Primo's an accomplice, but he has good intentions. it's not as good as the first one, tbh.

i. i can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart

i can see through the scars inside you

It was not uncommon for people to join the Clergy not because they were actual Satanists, but because they had no other choice. People chased away from homes, abandoned by their friends and families. People who were abused, who had to run away and had nowhere else to go. The Ministry loved the strays. Especially strays like you. Young and impressionable.

When he first saw you, he got curious. He knew you weren't enthusiastic about your new clothes, the uniform received as a Sibling of Sin. You seemed uncomfortable with it. Uncomfortable with your situation. But you also clinged to those who showed you kindness. You were seeking guidance, like a little puppy who would follow anyone in hopes they'd become its new owner.

He wasn't the one to accept you into the Clergy, Primo was. That alone could quite possibly be considered a sign. His oldest brother had a gift for bringing in poor, lost souls. Ones that had nowhere else to turn. Even if he seemed scary at first, he just had this caring aura that made people flock to him like baby ducks to their mother.

And it did seem like you were quite comfortable helping around the garden, even if you didn't do much. It was probably the only time of day you would smile. Terzo was a busy man since he became Papa Emeritus III, so he couldn't watch you all the time, no matter how much he would like to. But if there was one man he could trust with you, it was most definitely Primo.

Maybe it was a bit stupid to already claim you like this, to view you as something for him to observe. You were like a little trinket for him, something to watch and admire. Such a young person, you probably got out of high school just a few years ago, definitely not old enough to be out of university yet. Did you not go to university? You seemed really bright, you grasped everything Primo was teaching you very easily, why wouldn't you go?

He was curious. He wanted to know more about you, to know you. He started visiting the garden more often, listening in on conversations with the few Siblings of Sin you were friendly with despite your shy nature. He would ask the Siblings about you afterwards, making them swear to keep the conversation secret, one of his Ghouls lurking just in the corner of the Sibling's eye. He would ask Primo about you, genuine concern in his voice.

And Primo, believing his brother's good intentions, told him all he knew, even if it wasn't much. You didn't open up easily, and even if you did, you still spoke very little about yourself. All he got to know is that you were hurt and then shunned by your family "in the name of God". That you were on your own before Primo himself bumped into you while on a private errand outside the Ministry and offered you help, slowly becoming the only person you trusted enough to actually talk to about your issues, even if you only scratched them on the very basic level.

It infuriated him, knowing so little about you. But it also made him protective over you. After all, the Ministry may not be the terrible place others claim it to be, but there were still some bullies around, like in most environments. And you were so cute, so lovely, so innocent, you needed to be taken care of and protected. You needed someone. You needed him.

He kept an eye on you, even if he was away. He worked with many Ghouls, after all. Some of them went on tours with him, some stayed. And the ones who stayed had a mission. They were supposed to take care of you, to observe you while remaining just out of sight. After all, such a sweet, innocent person should never get hurt.

It broke his heart that someone has hurt you before. That some of the innocence and kindness you had was taken advantage off. Was that why you were so shy? Because someone hurt you? Oh, if only he was there to protect you back then...

Well, he was here now. Like a Guardian Angel. Or Guardian Demon, perhaps. That didn't matter. What mattered is that you needed him to be there for you. To love you. To protect you. To never let you get hurt again.

ii. now there is nothing between us

from now out merge is eternal

Whenever he would see you, he just further believed that you were made for him. A gift from the Dark Lord, no doubt. It was a shame that you had to be hurt to meet him, but such was fate. In the end, all that matters is the solution, isn't it?

Terzo never had difficulties when it came to wooing people, making them swoon. He was adorable as a little boy, he was charming as a young man and he was charismatic now, even in his fifties. Once he finally spoke to you, you were his.

It started slow, he didn't want to overwhelm you. He just joined in on a conversation between you and a fellow Sibling of Sin. You were talking about how uncomfortable the uniforms were in the summer and he joked that the Papal robes were even worse. He let the conversation flow naturally, trying his best to pay equal attention to both you and the other Sibling. He'd hate to make you think he was creepy.

No, no, he wanted to be approachable to you. He wanted to make himself a pleasant companion, a man you would trust with all your thoughts, secrets and feelings. He longed to be yours and wanted you to yearn to be his.

The other Sibling had to leave after a few minutes, which may or may not have had something to with a Ghoul glaring at then from the distance. You were clearly anxious to speak one-on-one with him. And he understood. He was still a stranger to you. But he broke the eyes, and despite your nervousness, you seemed to genuinely enjoy the conversation. You probably weren't even anxious at all, were you? No, you were definitely not anxious, you were too much of a sweetheart. You knew his position and probably wanted to hide your feelings for him, didn't you? You didn't want to get in trouble for having a crush on him.

When he first got to touch you, he felt good. Incredibly good. Even if he only touched your clothing and didn't feel much because of his glove. But he touched you. It was enough for him to fantasize in his bed at night, as he touched himself with your sweet face in his mind. Oh, he wanted you so badly. He wanted your hand around his cock instead of his own. He wanted your mouth on it, he wanted to see you gag on his length and hopelessly look at him, unsure of what to do to please him. He wanted to bury himself deep inside you, to comfort you as you adjusted to his size, to the slightly painful, yet wonderful stretching. He wanted you beside him, on top of him, underneath him, that doesn't matter. He just wanted you.

And as luck would have it, he got the opportunity to have you to himself. His father and Sister Imperator have been whining to him and Secondo about children to ensure the bloodline would continue. They insisted on a Prime Mover for months now. Terzo would usually ignore their nagging. He wanted to have a family one day, yes, but bringing a child to the Ministry didn't seem like a great idea. After all, even with all the effort Primo put, Terzo's childhood was far from perfect. So if he were to have a Prime Mover, he wanted someone he could marry and keep by his side. He wanted his future babies to have both parents.

And then he found you, the so sweet and innocent object of his obsession. You were so young, too. You could probably give him many children, couldn't you? Yes, yes, of course you could. And you'd look so good, so beautiful, so sweet with his children growing inside you. You'd be such a good parent to them, nursing them with all the love and affection you had.

And so the next time the subject of Prime Mover was brought up, instead of rolling his eyes and groaning in frustration, he gleefully explained that he already had a candidate in mind but that he wants to marry them as soon as the pregnancy is confirmed. Worried about the bloodline, Nihil agreed.

You only spoke a few times before, so when Terzo walked up to you in the garden later that same day, you didn't expect him to ask you to have his children as his Prime Mover. You thought he'd ask about your day, maybe have some small talk with you about the garden, but instead he dropped that onto you.

You tried your best not to freak out as you asked him to let you think about it. He agreed, of course and you ended up asking Primo for advice. Little did you know Terzo already spoke to him and almost begged his brother to help him convince you to say yes.

"It's just... I barely know him and... I don't understand why he'd want that..." You explained quietly as the oldest Emeritus brother poured you a cup of tea.

"I understand him very well, my child." Primo smiled softly at you, sitting next to you. You looked up at him, hoping he'd explain more. And explain more he did.

He told you about his life, how he never could count on his father's love and his mother was nowhere to be found. How he practically raised himself and then his brothers. He talked about how Terzo was as a child and how he confided in him that he hoped he'd have a baby someday so he can be a good dad, unlike their father.

He told you that behind his on-stage persona that he implemented to his life off stage, Terzo was lonely and depressed, only having his brothers and Ghouls to help him. And you felt bad for him, you really did. But as Primo explained, if you were just his Prime Mover, you'd have to leave him and the child. But after hearing everything he said, your soft, kind heart wanted to help. You asked if there was a way you could help, a way you could make his brother feel better.

It was Primo who suggested you marry his brother. And despite your hesitation, you decided to ask Terzo about it. To offer to bear his children if you got to stay in their lives. If you got to stay in his life. You didn't love him, at least not yet, but you knew how it felt to be hurt. And you wanted to help him. Which, to Terzo, was a love confession. After all, you wanted to marry him without him bringing it up to you.

And so a few days later, during a ritual, he got to have you. He got to touch you, he got to be inside you, to comfort you while muttering prayers to Lucifer. You were scared, vulnerable, but you were his. He finally got to lose himself inside you, to kiss you, touch you, fuck you. He didn't care about people watching the ritual, he didn't care about the ritual itself. Only she sweet feeling of your walls squeezing him and your nails scratching his back as you clinged to him, seeking comfort in the bizarre situation you were in.

You were finally all his. Your body was his, your mind, your heart, your soul... Lucifer blessed him with you, he knew he Lucifer would bless him again, making you pregnant with his children. And he couldn't wait for that to be confirmed so you can be his on every way possible.

iii. can't you see that you're lost?

can't you see that you're lost without me?

Terzo was a good husband to you. Treated you like royalty, always happy to help you with your pregnancy or anything you may need assistance with.

He was a loving, caring husband, doing his best to always be there for you, kissing you and your growing stomach. He would always speak to your baby so fondly. His gaze and words were always so kind, so warm.

But he was also a jealous and possessive husband, even if you never really felt that yourself. He would handpick people allowed to visit you while you remained in bed (because he insisted you should rest while carrying his baby) and he would never leave you alone with them, always squeezing you hand protectively.

He was also a very dangerous, controlling husband, even if you never realized that. You were so young, so innocent, so naive... He needed to protect you, using all his power as Papa and his Ghouls to keep away the people he wanted away from you, either with a warning or a permission to his Ghouls to have fun hunting the miserable bastards who tried to get too close.

He was subtle, though. He would mutter to you as he rubbed your head and stomach at nights, with your sweet, innocent self half-asleep. He would remind you how much he loves you, how much he adores you. How hard he tried to keep you and your baby safe. How happy he was that you were his wife. And among all the praises and love confessions, he would whisper that if not for him, you'd be completely lost. He would slowly talk more and more about how he was the only to love and protect you. How you depended on him.

And by the time you had your baby, you believed him. You'd cling to him, your baby in your arms as he'd kiss your hair and coo at the child. He wanted another one as soon as you'd be willing to give him one. And you were very willing to give him a baby, completely enamoured by him.

Oh, how sweet and innocent you were... And all his.

You were all his.

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I absolutely love your work!

Just wanted to pop in and request more yandere!Terzo with a touch of some DDLG

Thanks! <3

I woke up like half an hour before checking my inbox and my dumbass self really assumed "Doki Doki Literature Glub" and was 100% prepared to go with it before I remembered that's not what it's called - Jez

(Slight)DDLG Yandere Terzo headcanons

I feel like it doesn't exactly come from him being kinky. It would come from him adoring an innocent darling and wanting to kind of... Force them to remain in their innocent role forever.

He doesn't want you to be corrupted. To be dirty. He's the pervert in this relationship, so you're supposed to somewhat balance it out by being the sweet, innocent thing he gets to come back to.

He doesn't really mind being called daddy, but he'd probably stick to Papa so his mind grows to associate the term with your soft whimpers as he makes love to you.

He wants his baby to sit on his lap so he can wrap his arms around their waist. So he can kiss their cheek and call them the sweetest nicknames.

Like, there's nothing all that kinky about it.

And it's more about darling's role than his.

Anything to keep them sweet and innocent. And if that's the only solution, fine.

If his darling is a bit kinkier, but plays the innocent part well, he'll play along.

If you do something that really deserves a punishment, he'll give you a spanking, but it's never that bad (unlike some people) and is mostly there just for the sake of it.

Terzo probably wouldn't really punish his darling, if I'm being honest.

He comes back home with open arms, a "did my baby miss their Papa?" and a full expectation that you will run into his arms like a good baby.

The most he implements in bed from it just just the "Papa" and "Baby" thing.

Yandere Terzo just doesn't really strike me as a DDLG guy tbh.

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Okay but Yandere!Terzo? Please, I'm dying to know more.

Not sure if this is a request or just a general question, but I'm gonna treat it as the latter. You can request it again if you want headcanons.

Let me start by saying that I'm a huge sucker for yandere themes in general and I have been for about seven years now. It's one of my favorite type of content to read and write. It is also, in many cases, how I learn about characters.

For example, when it comes to Izaya Orihara from Durarara!!, I've first read yandere oneshots about him before switching to the normal fanfics. You can tell a lot about a character if you investigate what kind of yandere they would be. Every character I write for has two lists of traits in my head - regular and yandere. Even if I never use the yandere list, it helps me a lot to figure a character out.

Yesterday I've seen a cosplay video by foggyweaver on TikTok. I won't get into details, but the caption was something like "did he kill or die for you?". And that + the video itself + the song chosen made me realize how little "yandere attention" I gave to the Emeritus brothers. And just how good of a yandere Terzo would be.

And now I'm writing a yandere Terzo x reader oneshot (+another one planned) based on that song and video. Again, no details, because spoilers, but I intend to make it a heavy motherfucker. Considering the reactions I got from just teasers sent to Kay and @hoeforallthepapas I think it's working. It should be done within the next three days, so stay tuned. ♡ - Jez

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Ghost reaction to finding fanfic you write of them (smut, fluff or angst idrc) also feel free to ignore lovely

Papas reacting to fanfiction

WARNING: Copia's section includes Rite Here Rite Now spoilers.

Primo (he/him)

Reacting to „Souls on Fire” ♡ Yandere!Papa Emeritus I x Reader oneshot

Primo sat down to read after a long day in the garden, glasses perched on the end of his nose. You knotted your fingers together, you'd really taken some liberties imagining his younger self. Why were you even letting him read this?!

Despite your nerves, Primo seemed more and more delighted as he read. A small chuckle escaping him now and then.

"Ah yes, my younger brothers..." he mused to himself. "Such an adorably sinful handful."

He carried reading enthralled by every word. When he finished he turned to you with a truly devilish smile.

"Amore, it has been so long since someone has seen me for anything other than a wise old man who tends his garden."

"I think I know you better than most do." You winked with an awkward little giggle.

"Yes, you do." He says with a smile, then his expression turns serious "How did you find all this out?"

You eyes widen.

"The accuracy..." he shakes his head in dismay as you blanch.

"She was wonderful, I remember her well, she had a bit of a habit of running away... I can take you to meet her?" Primo looked so serious but his eyes gleamed with mischief. "In the cemetery, I sometimes still sit and watch her grave." You aren't sure whether to believe him or not and narrow your eyes.

"You won't leave me, will you amore? Because I can make you stay."

You hurled the nearest cushion at him. "I dare you try it, old man."

He scoffed and placed your laptop carefully down before holding his arms out for you. You couldn't say no to that adorable and loving smile.

"See, I have you completely under my spell." He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you.

"Prick." You mutter.

"That is not very polite, amore. If it makes you feel better, I love your writing. Luckily for you I am not a... 'yandere', but I do have an interesting past. I might tell you more of it if you promise to keep it to yourself and only yourself." Primo says with a kiss to your cheek.

Secondo (he/him)

Reacting to Day 23 of Kinktober: Blood - Papa Emeritus II

Secondo is not the one to snoop. He trusts you with his life. With his being. The Siblings of the Ministry, however? They are. They absolutely are. They also are completely unable to stay silent. So, when they blabber about you? He listens. He honestly just wanted to make sure that they weren't saying anything that he needed to... handle. He would never let anyone talk behind your back.

But they were blabbering about a story you written.. about Him. And that's what truly got his attention. Why hadn't you shown him before this point, anyways?

It didn't take him long to find the fic on his phone, he did have your writing blog on every platform, after all. Poker face on as usual as his eyes scanned over the words, carefully taking in each and every word. Memorizing them. Greeting you as usual as you walked into your twos shared chambers. Nodding and giving you a kiss, asking how your day was going and pointing you to the dinner he had made, as always. Going right back to reading, when he was done. Which wasn't odd, he was often stuck in a book, online or a physical one.

He doesn't say a thing for a few weeks. Bordering on a month. Just... waiting.

Not until your period, that is. He wakes you up with soft words and soft kisses, making you giggle happily, joining you with a shower and a wonderful breakfast, then gently leading you back to bed. Before harshly grabbing your wrists, asking for a safe word, and then doing Every. Single. Thing. You had written, keeping each moment to how you written it, and even going back to match it.

Perhaps a bit more mean, honestly.

Terzo (he/they)

Reacting to “Love Story” Terzo x f!reader one shot (READ CW)

Terzo wasn’t one to necessarily snoop at what you were writing. He knew it was your favourite hobby to partake in when you had free time. However, their curiosity got the better of them seeing a song connected to the story you were writing.

He put on the song as he read what you wrote, a little surprised to find it was a story about him. Humming as he began to reading. The first part was unbearably sweet, a smile appearing on his face as he read through. You did have a talent with words.

You walked in to him holding his neck as he read the second part, giving you a look of horror as you stood by. Awkwardly rubbing the back of your neck.

“Cara Mia…should I be concerned about where you got this idea to have Copia pose with my severed head from?”

You didn’t reply, just giving a sheepish smile as you came to lay beside them in bed. Looking at them with an awkward grin. Immediately setting off alarm bells in his mind.

“…you haven’t read the third part yet have you?”

Mismatched eyes returned to the screen as he seemed to fearfully begin reading the next part. His brows furrowing as they tensed up. Holding you close as if you trap you at his side, eyes widening after a few moments. Slowly looking at your sheepish smile.

“First thing amore, we are getting you…a very good therapist. Second…if I ever start acting that way I implore you to actually kill me. I am obsessed with you…but not to that degree.”

He huffed, putting aside the cursed story and stopping the music. Holding you close and breathing in the scent of your shampoo. Relaxing in your presence…

And hoping this inspiration hadn’t come from the bag he had hidden out in the garden…

Copia/Frater Imperator (he/him)

Reacting to Biggering ⸸ Cardinal Copia

Contains spoilers for Rite Here Rite Now.

"Wha- Amore, why would I- she's my mother! I would never-"

Copia stumbled over his words, looking between you and the screen of your laptop. He was just going to look something up real quick (although with his knowledge about modern technology, it wasn't really going to be too quick, but let's not get into those details), unaware that you left your Tumblr up with some sort of... story, as he assumed. He knew you wrote silly stories occasionally, but he never got to actually read any of your works. He got curious, especially seeing his name in the title of the story.

He played the song attached to the thing, since he deduced from the title that it was probably rather important. He knew he shouldn't snoop around, but curiosity got the best of him, as he got his glasses from his pocket and started to read what you wrote. He couldn't believe his eyes, especially at the end. While yes, he did enjoy the fame, he wasn't a villain! And he would never kill his mother, he mourned her death! He was heartbroken when he lost her!

And now, he was struggling to express just how confused he was by what you wrote. Even despite you assuring him you were just having fun with a concept of him, your anxious little ray of sunshine, being evil. A concept he did not really enjoy.

Needless to say, it took a big plate of rigattoni and about an hour of apology cuddles for him to stop pouting about that one little fanfic.

Old Nihil (he/him)

Reacting to “Tattoo” ♡ Old Papa Nihil x female!Reader (smut)

He begged and pleaded for you to let him read it. Hours and hours after he heard you'd written something about him. But you kept going bright red every single time. This story haunted you, it would never go away now that you had finally put pen to paper. You finally gave in when he looked at you with those simpering big eyes. Why not let him read it, it was out there on the Internet and it might actually make Nihil rather happy, even if it did give him a rather in depth view of your imagination.

You passed him a printed copy. He started to read, devouring each word.

At first he kept looking across at you, lounging on the sofa as you watched his every reaction. His gaze often went to your legs, which were covered by your jeans.

You raise an eyebrow, wordlessly daring him to ask, but then he swiftly reached for his oxygen mask and took a large hit.

He must have reached the smutty part.

A playful smile lit up your face as he read on, needing more and more oxygen with every paragraph.

"Ooooh, this is very good." He is transfixed and you are almost as mesmerized by the obvious rising of his own seven inches. "You write very well." He added as he reached the fanfic's ending with the biggest grin on his face.

"Thank you Papa. I can put a skirt on later if you'd like?"

He reached for his oxygen again while nodding enthusiastically.

You walk over to him, settling on his lap which only excites the man more.

"So, did you get the tattoo, my dear?" He asked, gently trailing his fingers up your thigh.

You lean in to whisper in his ear.

"You can find out tonight."

Young Nihil (he/him)

Reacting to Papa Nihil falling head over heels for reader

"What are you doing?" Nihil watched the ice melt in his cocktail and huffed. He should have been doing his work but fuck that, he'd rather be having fun with you...

Except you were in his office, on his sofa, with your clothes (well, the shirt was his) on and worst of all, working. What in the Dark Lord's name had gone wrong?

"Baaaabe..." he stood behind you to see what you were up to and you froze.

"Oh, you're writing!" he said happily, he was always so impressed by your work. He leaned in closer to get a better look. "About me?!"

It started off about right, his broken heart, his fear of rejection... wait, how did you know?

"You think I'm in love with you???" You went red but kept typing. "Babe..." He whined again but then trailed off and kept reading.

"Maybe I am... I like this part." He says with a large grin hiding his hammering heart. He was in love with you, he really did smile every time he saw you. How had you worked that out?!

He let out a sigh of relief, it all made sense now. He should have just told you himself.

"Why d'you stop before the good part?" His hands rested on your shoulder as he started to rub them. "The world should hear about my skills in bed. How I can make ya scream my name." He winked before he started kissing your neck.

Yet you were tense, still embarrassed as you stared at your writing. Your shoulders sagged.

He goes round so you can see him as he knelt down in front of you. "You don't have to write your hopes and dreams, just tell me about them. I mean, by all means, write, I love you imagination but this..." He pauses thinking of the right words. "I do love you and I won't mess it up this time." He takes both your hands and kisses them.

"I love you too..." You said with the most perfect soft little smile and his heart melted all over again.

"You keep writing if you want." He leaned in, his lips achingly close to yours. "Maybe the world should hear about your skill in bed. You are truly a dark temptress. Write about it. Or you can tell me now and I'll make your fantasies come true."

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Papas I and Nihil written by Nyx.

Papa II written by Zenith/Jasper.

Papa III written by Death.

Papa IV written by Nosferatu.