#young Secondo

[kabukiaku]

NEW ANIMATIC IS UP!!! Young Terzo has some emotional baggage.

[anamelessfool]

NAMELESS GHOUL5 DEMON METAL 18 ONLY, November 1979 (art from my fic)

(14 year old Terzo could not attend but I assure you he tried hiding in the van)

[steamyearlgray]

Did you talk about Hellmark 4 yet?

I have not, omg. I was hoping someone would ask about this, thank you so much.

So Hellmark 4 (otherwise known on AO3 as Match Made in Hell) is Primo’s story in the Hellmark universe.

It takes place in 1988, first in London then in Rome, NY (where I have set Ministry HQ). Primo is 19, Secondo and Terzo are 6, and Copia is about 6 or so months old.

Currently it’s 5 chapters long on AO3. I’ve got two versions of chapter 4 and 5 because I lost a shit ton (I mean like 7-10) followers on the fic after I posted them that I haven’t recovered. Also replaced those chapters because I couldn’t got through with killing off a baby.

H4 is doing the worst (statistically speaking) out of all of the hellmarks but I do have to say this is probably the best out of all of them. (I think no one wants a pre-papacy Primo/the boys where they all have actual names other than their papal names)

Which breaks my heart because I’ve really poured time and effort into this one and created a bunch of sweet moments. We have moments with Secondo’s mother and Nihil doing a shit job of parenting.

I’ve thrown the summary and link below the art of you/anyone else is curious about Hellmark 4. (I’ll even throw the new piece I made for it here, I was going to wait until I finished the fic to share it but eh. We know how the story ends anyways)

“Our dark lord made a match for everyone, Dante."

“Is Papa your match then, Mama?”

"I used to think so. I’m sure you’ll meet yours soon enough.”

There is a curse placed on Nihil’s unholy bloodline.

Despite this, he pushes for his oldest son Dante (Papa Emeritus I) to settle down in a vain attempt to continue their reign. Dante is barely grown, when the proposition is made: an arranged marriage.

Eliza is the daughter of one of Nihil’s highest-ranking European cardinals; a man hungry for power and influence in the American branches of the ministry.

Can their cursed union flourish?

[sketches-of-stories]

Nihil caught the boys trying to plan a prank in the middle of black mass... Needless to say, they each had different reactions to the lecture that followed the service.

[cupfullofpapas]

for @cirrus-ghoulette's Whump Month I merged Days 2+3: collapse + Infirmary Can also be read >>here&lt;< Reader x young Primo

"Okay, we have to move this set to the dock and those guitar cases-." You directed the ghouls were helping you move the equipment seeing that you weren't feeling 100% that day, as hard as you tried to hide it from Primo he caught wind of your condition and insisted that the ghouls help the Emeritus not taking no for an answer. At the moment you were sort of glad that he did instruct the ghouls to help, you were sweating like crazy and hadn't even moved anything.

You felt a poke to your shoulder making you almost jump out of your skin, it was one of the ghoulettes who seemed as equally startled. In her hand was a cup of water which was held out to you. "You looked like you needed some."

"You read my mind." You attempted a chuckle but it sounded more like a cat losing its shit, accepting the water and sipping it down it felt so refreshing, so nice on your poor hot scratchy throat. Another hour passed by and you were almost finished thank sweet Lucifer to as your vision was getting a little fuzzy, but of course, you didn't say anything a ghoul was talking to you, you knew the words he was saying but your mind couldn't quite comprehend them.

"Hey, you okay?." "Yeah yeah I'm-." the next thing you knew is that you hit the ground, the scuffle of feet around you the frantic voices, the last face you saw was a distraught-looking Primo calling your name then-, darkness.

You stirred slowly blinking awake you were in the infirmary tucked in surrounded by flowers, stuffed animals, and 'get well' Balloons you looked around until you saw Primo. He was asleep in the chair beside your bed arms crossed and feet up on a separate chair, with his hair having a few greys he looked like an old man sitting there asleep. You jumped a little hearing the door a young Secondo, entering with hands held up and index finger moving to his lips before continuing, stopping to take a seat on the edge of your bed since Primo's feet currently occupied the other chair. "How are you feeling Sorella?." He whispered "I'm-". "Shh!." "Sorry." You whispered. "I'm feeling much better, what happened?." Secondo arched a brow looking at you as if you'd gone crazy. "You passed out in the band room while moving stuff around." "Is that all?." You were about to get mad at yourself for being weak but Primo's little brother continued. "That was four days ago sister- he hasn't left your side." Secondo nodded toward his older brother whose head had fallen back, mouth a gape his dark mitre falling from his head and landing on the floor, you could feel a warmth build up on your face.

"That's- very sweet of him." A smile rested on your lips your eyes lingering on the sleeping form of Papa Emeritus l, jumping again you heard the youth chuckle. "Oooo I think someone's got a crush." That blush on your face grew darker about to scold the young boy. "That's okay though, 'cause he likes you too he sometimes whispers your name in his sleep." With that, the young Secondo took off out of the room your attention going back to your now not-so-secret admirer.

[papascelus]

THEY PUT THE GHOST SKULL THING IN THE NUCLEAR EXPLOSION ITSELF WHILE THEY HELD EACH OTHER I LOVE THEEEMMMMM

[max-uhhhh-talks]

A re...re-do of the Ghost timeline...

☆ Primo born about 1930s (stated in wiki)

- Nihil AT LEAST in his 20s, technically

☆ Secondo+Terzo born about 1950s (stated in wiki)

☆ Dance Macabre mv (date unknown)

☆ Kiss the Go-Goat 1969

- Nihil about in his 50s?

- Primo 39

- Secondo + Terzo 19

☆ Copia born ≈ 1970 (stated in wiki)

- 2023 - 1970 = 53. Copia's abt 53 yrs

☆ 2018 Papas die, Copia is cardinal

- Primo ≈ 88

- Secondo + Terzo ≈ 68

☆ 2020 Nihil dies, Copia is Papa

- 110 IF roughly 20 years at primos birth…

☆ 2023 Sister dies, Copia is Frater Imperator

☆ Nihil says he's “almost 80” in 2023 (RHRN), which would mean he was born in 1943 OR 1940 if he died almost as an 80 year old. However that doesn't match with Primos birth year, as Tobias said he was in his 80s when Secondo and Terzo were in their 60s. So either that or the “almost 80” statement isn't accurate😭

[emeritus-fuckers]

I love this blog so much, has become one of my favourites! How would the papas react to a cheeky butt slap/grab from reader? 🍑

Here you go Kay, you slapped Nihil's ass, now stop crying (I will not give you the context) - Jez

Papas when their s/o smacks/grabs their ass

Primo

You two would have to be a thing for a while before he's comfortable with things like that.

And even then, I think he'd much prefer if you just gave his butt a comforting squeeze instead of smacking it.

He dislikes how obscene the idea of slapping someone's ass is to him.

He's okay with you patting or lightly groping his ass while hugging, though.

So as long as it's something he's comfy with, he'll chuckle and pat your back lovingly.

Secondo

He grabs your wrist before you get the chance and raises a brow at you.

Pulls you into his chest and whispers to your ear to keep things like that for the bedroom like a good little darling.

He knows he would blush if he let you do it and his pride (and reputation) can't allow for that to happen.

He even puts on his stern dom persona for a moment just to make sure his dominance is not threatened.

Touch him all you want in private, though.

If you do smack that ass in private, he barely flinches, gently holds your chin and asks if you want Papa to spank you, since you seem so eager.

He doesn't mind, he just likes seeing you stutter <3

He does prefer if you grab his dick, though.

Terzo

This cheeky motherfucker-

He's gonna moan. Loudly.

And then he'll tease you about what you did. You can't fucking win with this dude, don't even try, love.

You do one thing that can be see as somewhat pervy and this motherfucker makes it his personality for a week, if not longer.

"You can't keep your hands off Papa, can you?" And then he has the audacity to playfully grope you all over but pretend you're the kinky one???

And then he gets upset when you don't do it again.

"You make fun of me for doing that, Terzo."

"Oh please, I would never. I love when you feel me up a bit, it makes your Papa very happy."

It's an endless cycle.

Copia

Considering how many times he smacked a Ghoul's ass, you'd think he'd be used to it. But he is not.

Literally squeals the first time you do that. After a few more times he fully grows to expect it and is even a bit disappointed if you don't smack his booty while you pass him in the Ministry halls.

Honestly I would be disappointed too because he's got cake and personally I would be all over this man and his ass if I had the chance.

He'd get a bit cheeky after a while and randomly smack your butt, too.

It becomes a game of you two sneaking up on each other and smacking asses.

It's absolutely hilarious. His Ghouls keep a score. You're winning.

Old Nihil

Bro almost fucking trips 💀

Turns to fucking dust

He's so fucking shocked he literally can't figure out what happened at first.

And then he sees you, walking away and barely containing your giggles.

Well, obviously, even if he's old, he's the very definition of sex appeal (can't believe I wrote that sentence about a 100+ year old dude) so he can't exactly blame you!

He will assume you meant it sexually and will absolutely expect you to jump his dick later tonight.

There's just a certain kind of beauty to you riding his dick that melts his old simping heart.

Young Nihil

Turns around faster than Sonic could ever run and pulls you into him, holding your chin with a big dumbass grin.

You wanna grope him? Okay, two can play that game, babe.

He's gonna grope you all over, making you laugh because it fucking tickles.

His lips and teeth are all over your neck, too.

Hell, he'd fuck you against the nearest wall if you'd let him.

And you started it. This man cannot be given any somewhat sexual cue or he will actively pursue fucking you.

And you started it! You gotta take responsibility!

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

[ragequeen94]

Young Primo with Secondo and Terzo at for Chapter 7 of my fic Inferno

He raised those boys.

[kabukiaku]

Those weird Satanists who live next door. 𖤐

bonus stuff:

[anamelessfool]

Secondo (born Michael Aulenbach 25 Oct 1961)

Despite his brooding nature, Secondo does hold a bit of whimsy in his heart. He learned to love reading thanks to his mother Rebecca's influence. She had always been entranced by mystery novels. Holmes and the Maltese Falcon, of course. Agatha Christie's Poirot. Above them all was Ian Fleming's James Bond, and once the films started coming out she would take her son to every premiere she could.

Of course Secondo, being a fantastical-brained young boy, bought in immediately to the stories on the screen. Bond wore a suit, and so did he. Bond's gadgets delighted him. His companions were beautiful and he always knew what to do. He always was two steps ahead of his foes and his lovers. Before his teenage interests in splatter films and doom metal Secondo was the elegant, cool-headed secret agent with just the right accessory for the job.

You would think all the seduction, violence, torture and bondage in the films would make the stuffy Rebecca clutch at some pearls, but she's a hedonist at heart. Let us not forget she is one of the most senior siblings of a Satanic Church. "Look at him," she says out loud in the movie theater. She talks through every movie while Secondo sits stoically beside her, taking all the action in. "Gorgeous man. Honorable, but not too much. Gets things done." Sometimes she's speaking about Bond, sometimes the villain.

Her favorite is Dr. No. Elegant, brilliant monster of a man. Going to toe with the dashing spy, wit for wit. She thinks the set design of the giant candelabras and absurd aquarium of man-eating fish is elegance at its peak. She's in a New York City theater with Secondo in 1969, or she's watching the film on television beside her adult son decades later she still says the same things. "In another life..." Her eyes sparkle as she savors the concept. "In another life they could have been friends. But destiny thought otherwise, boy. Destiny always does."

My "Scenes from the Void" AU

[zombei-queen]

I drew these illustrations for my report on precautions when using the first aid kit

[sparxyv]

Valentines day WIPs

bonus: plushia

also, if anyone finds a better romantic lyric suggestion from any of the opus eponymous songs for primo that would be AWESOME

i also may do a ghoul + ghoulette from both eras 4 and 5 (if i find the time)!

[sketches-of-stories]

Sketches of the Papas before they became Papas and an inked drawing I have yet to color. Stay tuned for the complete version soon!

Left to right: Primo, Secondo, Terzo, and Copia

[ligneajackdaw]

[ghostincorrectinternetedition]

Secondo: Why do all these damn birds have to tweet in the morning!? It’s 7am and I’m trying to sleep! Go sing your mating calls somewhere else, you thirsty feathered fucks!