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Raining In Your Head - Papa V Perpetua x Fem!Reader

(AN- this took so long because of catchup for uni and work but it’s here! Might be a few mistakes since it’s midnight that I finished writing this)

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⚠️Warnings: NSFW, Soft sex, PnV, anxiety,

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Summery: You're concerned about Perpetua leaving for tour and that you'll be left in the ministry to be in his place whilst he's gone. After rehearsals, he comes in to reassure you.

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The room was dark. Outside was heavy rain and gloomy, the afternoon dreary and dragging on as you cleaned up your shared room. You and Perpetua had been together before he became Papa. You became his plus one during a dinner one night for the ministry despite him having no ties to the Ministry apart from his brother, Copia, who was Papa at the time and his father, Nihil. He initially didn’t wow you upon first meeting, you were only a sister of sin at the time so of course you had to go along, you’d be stupid to not. A dinner with a potential future Papa would be something many siblings of sin would kill for. After your very lengthy and needlessly fancy dinner, you both scampered off, drunkenly, to a room on the highest floor of the ministry and drunkenly made out and had sex. Very charming from someone who only had you as a plus one. After the whole ordeal of waking up naked beside one another, both of you couldn’t deny the chemistry you two shared. `The fact that he made you laugh at the table all night, the shared glances and the flirtatious jabs and of course the sex - you two couldn’t deny it. And here you are now, three years down the line and he’s now the reigning Papa and you his Lady.

You sat on the edge of the King sized bed, letting out a tired sigh as the rain pelted off the window at such force. You glanced at the bundle of clothes on the floor that you had to sort out and put away whilst Perpetua finished up rehearsals with the ghouls for their soon approaching tour. It would be an understatement to say that you were not looking forward to him leaving. You assumed that Copia wouldn’t allow you two to go on tour together and that you would have to temporarily assume his role at the ministry. Having to file documents, paperwork, and do his meetings. All because Copia resented him for taking over as Papa. You didn’t want to be left alone for months without him, the loneliness already setting in even though he wasn't leaving for a few months yet.

You sat with your thoughts for a few minutes before standing up and getting back to the clothes that had to be put away, the ambiance of the rain malting your worries away as you got to work.

A few hours passed and you had moved on to cleaning the cabinets in the room, dusting them down before hearing the door creak open which you knew was Perpetua. You turn around and give him a small smile seeing the Papal paint sweating off his face. “Practice went well then?” You hum, finishing off your dusting of the cabinet. He wraps his arms around you, trailing kisses up the back of your neck, the paint smearing as he did so. The goosebumps over your skin only egging him on more. “You could say that. But its better being here with you now,” He mumbles through kisses, his stubble starting to scratch along the nape of your neck as he manoeuvres around your neck. You swear that you can feel the subtle scratch of his fangs as he leaves sloppy kisses. “You always say that. I swear that you only say it to flatter me.” You hum, turning around with his arms still over your waist as you shifted in his hold to face him. “Well, all the same, isn’t it, love,” He smirks, a small chuckle lacing his words as he unbuttoned his sweaty shirt quickly disregarding it to the laundry pile.

You roll your eyes at the seeming recklessness of just chucking his clothes as you go to sit on the edge of the bed, that dread from before starting to sink in again. The things that subtly annoyed you, you knew you’d miss. The intimacy, not just sexual but everything would be hard to not yearn for. The lazy morning lie-ins that you often had just in each other's company, not having that for months made it seem like you’d be lost without him by your side. The sudden change in your behaviour didn’t go ignored by Perpetua, either. He clocked it instantly and saw the small sense of withdrawing yourself come over you like a tidal wave. He came over and sat beside you on the bed, his hand crested over your thigh comfortingly whilst looking over at you simultaneously. “What’s on your mind, darling?” He asked softly, his eyes trying to read what emotion was over your face yet he couldn’t. “I just don’t want to be left here alone when you go,” you hushed, sitting sheepishly and shuffling from your spot on the bed awkwardly.

He let out a small chuckle, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze. “Darling, who said you couldn’t come?” He smiled, his hand moving from your thigh to cup your chin, his thumb gently grazed back and forth over your jawline. “Copia…He said I had to keep up your duties whilst you were away,”. He rolled his eyes with a gruff sigh, the annoyance was more than clear. “I told you, darling, he doesn’t like me being Papa. He’s just taking it out on you, he isn't in charge of that side anymore. You’re coming with me,” He sighs, his lips trailing over your neck with small pecks between words.

His touch was intoxicating. It reminded you of the first night you spent together; gentle yet just as enticing for you. The heavy rain filled the silence of the room for a few seconds before he shifted behind you, his hands planting on your waist, his right moving to shift your hair to the side to let there be room for his lips. “Is that why you’ve been distant recently, mhm?” he whispered, letting his lips trail over your neck. His lips curled into a satisfied smile feeling the soft shudder of you under his touch and from the goosebumps over your skin. You sighed and let your body weight rest against him as your mind still felt like it was overcrowded with thoughts, you felt content with the comfort and reassurance from him but you still didn’t know what would happen. “I guess…i dunno, it’s been a lot recently,” you mutter, smiling softly as his hands trailed over your thigh. “You know I won't let him dictate us. We can do whatever we want, tesoro.” He smirks knowingly, his eyes catching the hint of blush from the pet name. He knew you melted when he spoke Italian and he always used it against you. “What are you insinuating?” you smile softly, the cloudiness of your mind starting to wilt away just with a few simple acts. “Well, I think you know, love” he smirks, promptly moving from behind you to flip you on to the bed as he straddled you.

His hand laced with one of yours, his eyes looked at you full of adoration and love. He gently pressed a kiss onto your lips, letting you guide the pace which you kept slow and passionate. You couldn't lie about the softer intimate moments being your preferred way of love and he knew it. And honestly, he loved it too. It was the perfect way for both of you to turn each other on and feel safe whilst getting intimate. He softly unbuttoned the shirt you were wearing before he let his lips start to trail down onto your throat, down your sternum, over your stomach and he paused right at the bottom of the small happy trail over your stomach. His eyes glanced up at you looking for the green light to keep going. “You can keep going, love,” you smiled, readjusting to get comfortable on the bed. He chuckled softly with a smile, tugging your trousers down to the middle of your thighs before your underwear followed suit. His fingers gently grazed the skin of your thighs, the cold hitting your legs as he tugged them further. “I've been waiting for this all day. And your upset was only more of a reason,” He smiled, his thumb starting to draw in small circular motions along your clit. Your head tilted back as you let out a soft moan of pleasure, your hand gently gripping the sheets instinctually. You felt your core grow warmer by the second, the thoughts that plagued your mind before were gone now, only the pleasure of this soft intimacy clouded your thoughts. He kept the pace agonisingly slow to coax the small desperate sounds from you which he loved to hear. Not just as a turn on but he knew that you were having fun with him. “Mhm, how’s that, darling?” He asked gruffly, his other hand moved from your hands to your head, gently scratching at your scalp, smiling hearing the soft whimper leave you. “So good,” You exhaled, letting your eyes flutter and your body relax against his touch.

He knew you loved the softer type of intimacy, you appreciated it more than anything. Not only was it more intimate but so much more calmer and overall more pleasurable for you both. He unbuckled his belt, leaving his trousers, shirt and underwear on the floor, letting the pitched tent show with the tip slick already. “Showing up for me, pretty boy?” You chuckled softly, the pleasure from those few seconds ago still coursing through you. “Only for you, Tesoro,” He smiled sweetly, laying next to you with a soft sigh. The sigh more than likely from having a place to rest his body after hours of gruelling rehearsing. You rolled over to face him, letting your leg rest over his to give him a comfortable entrance which he took no time in doing. He effortlessly slipped into you, the moans from you both coming out in unison. You gently rocked your hips back and forth as did he, relishing in the slow and much needed intimacy. He let his fingers trace up and down your back gently, your hand traced along his chest as your bodies worked in a slow tandem to get each other to the peak. He left small kisses over your neck, his hand moving from your back to take off your shirt swiftly for you. His kisses slowly trailed down your chest which made you give another soft moan. Your hand tangled in his hair, pushing the slick curls behind his ears feeling his movements get a bit more urgent. “I love you so fucking much,” He rasped out, his lips meeting yours before you had time to respond in a slow kiss full of passion.

You felt like you were laying there for hours when it had been around 45 minutes before you both climaxed and practically melted into each other for a few minutes to let your bodies catch up. The heaving breaths interrupted by a small chuckle leaving his throat as he sat up and walked to the ensuite for a towel to clean up the patch between where you were. “Do you feel better, darling?” He asked softly, letting his free hand run through your hair. “A lot better,” You smiled, letting him re-join you in bed after he cleared up the mess. He gently wrapped his arms around your waist, peppering kisses over your face which earned him a small giggle from you. “I'm glad. You don’t have to keep your worries from me, love, and don’t listen to Copia,” He chuckled, pulling the covers over you both. You nodded softly with a sigh, cuddling in flush with his side, letting your head fall on his chest with a smile. “Thank you,” You muttered, a blush coming over your cheeks as you spoke. “You don’t need to thank me, tesoro. Let’s rest up and watch a film, mhm?” he suggested. You nodded against his chest, his head falling onto yours as he picked up the TV remote. The ambient sound of the rain and movie that was on in the background made you drift off quickly in his arms. “Rest well, darling” He whispered, planting a kiss on your head. You knew he was the one for sure.

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Possible perpy x reader today or tomorrow

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Officially finished uni for the year!

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Gave my account a small spruce up it’s still me!

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why is this so cute it's sending me

i am obsessed with how purple he is

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writing some good old Papa V spice night is good rn

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Ofc!!! I love writing these types of prompts and I’ve lowkey missed yours lmao it was a nice first one to come back to 🫶🏼

AOUGH. We need Perpetua destroyed by Cirrus, he's adorable and deserves tickles!

~Erin 🫶🏻

RAHHH IM SO HAPPY TO BE BACK!! It’s been a slow integration back to fic writing due to uni, my disability and work but I’m starting to find my motivation again!🖤

Also i couldn’t wait to write this one especially from Erin I just melted at this request wholeheartedly and it was such a nice outlet after so much uni bullshit so here we go! (And I may or may not wright one where he gets fully wrecked…)

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Ghoulish Remedies

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Warnings ⚠️- tickling, very subtle and light restraint, not proofread yet!

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Summary- Perpetua is stressed from his new position as Papa and it hasn’t gone unnoticed by the ghouls.

Words: 2034

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Stress. Stress was the only word to even describe Perpetua right now. Despite his new entrance to the ministry and the ghouls instantly jumping to question him, more specifically Phantom, but he was a man of very few words. Or so it seemed. He was purely stressed taking on the Papa role after his twin brother became Frater, it was intimidating. For such a stoic and firm seeming man, his mind didn’t reflect it at all.

The countless sleepless nights worrying over paperwork and impressing his brother weighed on his mind constantly. As well as having to look after the ministry, being the head of the sisters and brothers of Sin, and, of course, keeping the ghouls in check and making sure nothing happened to them. He knew if something did, Copia wouldn’t forgive him, and nether would the others.

He laid in his bed awake, the matted curls practically clung to his forehead from the beads of sweat, the moonlight peaking through the curtains of his room. He rolled over with a sigh, looking at the clock above the door. It was only just past 4 AM. And thankfully it wasn’t a busy day. Or it shouldn’t be at least. Just the usual paperwork and rehearsal duties which were still being overseen by his brother with that grimace and disdain over his face. Copia clearly wasn’t happy with the circumstances but he couldn’t do anything about it, it was in his best interest to still impress Sister Imperator even in her afterlife.

It took a few minutes for Perpetua to come too, or at least it felt like a few minutes. He woke up in a bundle of his duvet, cocooned up comfortably as he rubbed his eyes, a small yawn left his lips as he stretched up and sat up in his bed legging his eyes adjust to read the clock. 10 AM. Way past when he should have woken up. He practically hauled himself out of bed and rushed straight to his bathroom to shower, grabbing a bundle of Papal clothing on the way past. He quickly washed his hair and body in a more flustered manner, knocking over bottles of body wash and bubble bath in the process. He dried himself off and rushed into the clothes, towel drying his curls whilst doing his teeth. When he finally got his bearings together, go looked at himself in the mirror, his cheeks flushed and his eyes dark from lack of sleep. His whole body tensing up straight away as the warmth of the shower wore off. “Just get today out of the way,” he muttered to himself, opening his door. His voice was husky and gruff having only woken up about 15 minutes ago.

Lucky for him, though, no one picked up that he was slightly late this morning compared to his normal start, everyone except the ghouls of course. Phantom as per usual noticed Papa on his arrival, a smirk crossing his lips as he went to approach before Rain pulled him back prompting a huff from Phantom, “Let him get some food first and settle in, Tom,” Rain huffed looking between Phantom and Perpetua to gauge a reaction. Both Rain and Cirrus catching the exhaustion on the new Papa’s face with a frown as Perpetua slinked into his office arose the hall. A frown came over both of their faces seeing the stress furrow on Perpetua’s brow. “He’s more than stressed, isn’t he?” Cirrus hummed, standing up from her position on the couch as she walked to the doorway. “I’ll check in on him,” Cirrus sighed, looking over to both Rain and Phantom with a conflicted look. One part of her brain was yelling at her to leave him be but the other was concerned.

Perpetua slumped in his seat, taking a big breath in and sighing. His eyes scanned the paperwork on his desk with a disdain over his face. He picked up his pen and promptly got to work on the stack of documents. A lot of them being contracts for tour, preparations for tour and orders for the ministry and siblings of sin which only fueled the boredom and monotony of his few days he’s been here. And from all the chaos he forgot a coffee which didn’t help his case either.

Minutes passed which felt like hours and he hadn’t signed off a single document, his head rested in his hand and his eyes were closed over in a light sleep not even realising that he did fall asleep at his desk.

He soon came too hearing the door shut to his office, startling him to the point that the jumped and felt his neck crack from the fast movement of his head moving from his hand to sit up. “How many times do I say to- oh…Cirrus, is there a-uh a problem?” Perpetua muttered, clearing his throat to rid the tiredness from his throat. The fact that he was sleeping not slipping by Cirrus unnoticed. “I just thought I’d check in, I brought you some coffee,” Cirrus smiled sweetly, she stepped over to Papa’s desk with a soft walk her tail swaying behind her with a smile wider than before. “That’s…really kind of you, love,” Perpetua smiled tiredly, a blush coming to his cheeks which was rare from how often he wore the Papal paints. Cirrus placed the coffee on his desk, it only being left for a second before Perpetua took a few sips. “I used to take care of Copia when he ascended to being Papa from Cardinal. He was more scatterbrained though,” Cirrus chuckled, pulling one of the spare office chairs next to Perpetua and taking a seat. Perpetua smiled awkwardly at the mention of his twin, picking up his pen again that must have fallen when he fell asleep.

He barely lifted the pen into his hand before Cirrus plucked it from his fingers with ease, looking at Perpetua with a smirk. “Cirrus, I have work to do,” he huffed, his Italian accent coming out strong from a mixture of the tiredness and determination to get the stack tackled. “Well, that can wait, you need to de-stress first,” Cirrus hummed, fully turning the chair to face Perpetua. “Love, I’m fine I just-I didn’t get much sleep last night but I need to finish this-“ “Nuh-uh, not until there’s a smile on that face,” Cirrus cut in, her tail snaked around Perpetua’s waist earning a breathy giggle and a wobbly smile.

Perpetua didn’t even have time to find a defence before feeling the leathery spade drift back and forth over his stomach which made him jump jack as much as he could in his tight office chair. “You see, when the ghouls get stressed or need to unwind, we do a little thing to help them to relax a bit,” Cirrus started, hooking her leg around Perpetua’s chair to pull herself closer. Her fingers slowly scratched over the top of Perpetua’s knee coaxing a small squeaky giggle from his lips that he measily attempted to cover with a cough. “Ah-! Doll I’m-I’m fine,” Perpetua grunted out, his teeth gritting together in a futile attempt to keep his composure. “Now you and I both know you’re stressed, it’s just us here. Just let go,” Cirris smiled, her voice so soft and sweet unlike the many voices he faced since joining the ministry as Papa.

Cirrus escalated the scratching around his kneecap, his lips curled into a smile which he couldn’t contain now. The moment reminded him weirdly of when him and Copia were kids playing around. His laugh slowly started to bubble up with a muffled quality still trying to keep the professionalism up as much as he possibly could, even despite the words that just came from Cirrus. Cirrus only saw this as a challenge knowing how therapeutic it would be for him, her other set of claws started to scratch around his side which got the dam to break. The office filled with out of character squeaky laughter, bubbling up to a small set of hiccup giggles which Cirrus couldn’t help but smile at. “Aww! I told you!” She teased, moving her hand from his knee to his other side starting to squeeze gently trying to gauge a reaction.

Perpetua’s laughter grew more frantic, his arms coming to his side tight to try and protect himself which to no surprise didn’t work. “W-wait! Cirrus!!” He managed through laugher, not finding himself protesting at all which only made it more flustering. The fact that he was enjoying this. “Wait what? There’s no waiting for the tickle monster silly!” Cirrus giggled, her smile widening hearing how much more flustered Perpetua’s laughs got from her teasing. Perpetua tried to twist in his seat, only dragging cirrus with him in the process. Cirrus’ hands moved to focus on his stomach, her eyes lighting up hearing a shrill squeal and a panicked “Wait!” Draw from Perpetua’s lips at the same time his knee came up in defence. As if Cirrus’ could smile more, she let her tail hold his hips down to the chair laughing slightly at the reaction. “Well I found a weak spot~” she sing-songed out, gently starting to scratch over the area prompting a loud giggle fit already.

Perpetua could feel his cheeks heat up wildly, unsure if it was from the laughter or the whole situation. His Jaw started to hurt from his constant smiling and laughing, his hips bucked slightly as he felt her claws drift over his happy trail which was more instinctual than anything. Every word he thought of he couldn’t say, his brain felt like it was short-circuiting from the sensations. But he didn’t mind it. In a way he felt loved, less like a burden now. After the stress of joining and adapting to the ministry and the harshness of life, the ghouls have taught him to start to unwind. And Cirrus was the main leader of that. “Tickle tickle Papa~” Cirrus teased, her claws scratching all over his stomach with a quick pace yet just as gentle as before sending Perpetua into hysterics. He doubled over in his chair, his laugher louder and more frantic and still just as squeaky as before, and his legs kicking giddily as he practically melted into Cirrus.

He couldn’t deny he felt leagues better than he did waking up so late, his breath came out ragged and heaving as Cirrus pulled away with a smile legging her tail uncoil from his hips. She noticed the difference right away, from how much more physically relaxed he was and ultimately the fact he didn’t protest only told her that it was more than needed. “I said you’d feel better,” Cirrus teased, giggling at the flustered puddle of a Papa in front of her. It took a few seconds for Perpetua to respond, still catching his breath in the process, “That…wasn’t expected,” he replied sheepishly, laughing at his own embarrassment as he tried to get his breath steady. “That’s the art of it, you should see Phantom when he gets stressed. Poor bug is adorable when he’s in your position,” Cirrus smirked, ruffling Perpetua’s hair with an affectionate smile. “You don’t need to get yourself so worked up Papa, you’re too stressed it’s not good for you,” Cirris added more seriously this time, her eyes looking at Perpetua with concern underlying her expression. “I know I know, love,” Perpetua sighed, running a hand through his hair with an exhale.

Cirrus stood from her chair and took a small step back, offering her hand to Perpetua with a small giggle, “c’mon, you need to relax. I’m sure Mountain can give you some herbal tea and Rain can give you a book. All of us want to look out for you, Papa,” she said genuinely, her smile widening when Perpetua took her hand and stood up. “Maybe work can wait after all, love,” he replied, walking with her across the hall to the ghoul quarters. The day was a lot different to what he expected when he woke up, a full pamper session in store for him and a lot of cuddles awaited him.

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AOUGH. We need Perpetua destroyed by Cirrus, he's adorable and deserves tickles!

~Erin 🫶🏻

RAHHH IM SO HAPPY TO BE BACK!! It’s been a slow integration back to fic writing due to uni, my disability and work but I’m starting to find my motivation again!🖤

Also i couldn’t wait to write this one especially from Erin I just melted at this request wholeheartedly and it was such a nice outlet after so much uni bullshit so here we go! (And I may or may not wright one where he gets fully wrecked…)

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Ghoulish Remedies

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Warnings ⚠️- tickling, very subtle and light restraint, not proofread yet!

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Summary- Perpetua is stressed from his new position as Papa and it hasn’t gone unnoticed by the ghouls.

Words: 2034

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Stress. Stress was the only word to even describe Perpetua right now. Despite his new entrance to the ministry and the ghouls instantly jumping to question him, more specifically Phantom, but he was a man of very few words. Or so it seemed. He was purely stressed taking on the Papa role after his twin brother became Frater, it was intimidating. For such a stoic and firm seeming man, his mind didn’t reflect it at all.

The countless sleepless nights worrying over paperwork and impressing his brother weighed on his mind constantly. As well as having to look after the ministry, being the head of the sisters and brothers of Sin, and, of course, keeping the ghouls in check and making sure nothing happened to them. He knew if something did, Copia wouldn’t forgive him, and nether would the others.

He laid in his bed awake, the matted curls practically clung to his forehead from the beads of sweat, the moonlight peaking through the curtains of his room. He rolled over with a sigh, looking at the clock above the door. It was only just past 4 AM. And thankfully it wasn’t a busy day. Or it shouldn’t be at least. Just the usual paperwork and rehearsal duties which were still being overseen by his brother with that grimace and disdain over his face. Copia clearly wasn’t happy with the circumstances but he couldn’t do anything about it, it was in his best interest to still impress Sister Imperator even in her afterlife.

It took a few minutes for Perpetua to come too, or at least it felt like a few minutes. He woke up in a bundle of his duvet, cocooned up comfortably as he rubbed his eyes, a small yawn left his lips as he stretched up and sat up in his bed legging his eyes adjust to read the clock. 10 AM. Way past when he should have woken up. He practically hauled himself out of bed and rushed straight to his bathroom to shower, grabbing a bundle of Papal clothing on the way past. He quickly washed his hair and body in a more flustered manner, knocking over bottles of body wash and bubble bath in the process. He dried himself off and rushed into the clothes, towel drying his curls whilst doing his teeth. When he finally got his bearings together, go looked at himself in the mirror, his cheeks flushed and his eyes dark from lack of sleep. His whole body tensing up straight away as the warmth of the shower wore off. “Just get today out of the way,” he muttered to himself, opening his door. His voice was husky and gruff having only woken up about 15 minutes ago.

Lucky for him, though, no one picked up that he was slightly late this morning compared to his normal start, everyone except the ghouls of course. Phantom as per usual noticed Papa on his arrival, a smirk crossing his lips as he went to approach before Rain pulled him back prompting a huff from Phantom, “Let him get some food first and settle in, Tom,” Rain huffed looking between Phantom and Perpetua to gauge a reaction. Both Rain and Cirrus catching the exhaustion on the new Papa’s face with a frown as Perpetua slinked into his office arose the hall. A frown came over both of their faces seeing the stress furrow on Perpetua’s brow. “He’s more than stressed, isn’t he?” Cirrus hummed, standing up from her position on the couch as she walked to the doorway. “I’ll check in on him,” Cirrus sighed, looking over to both Rain and Phantom with a conflicted look. One part of her brain was yelling at her to leave him be but the other was concerned.

Perpetua slumped in his seat, taking a big breath in and sighing. His eyes scanned the paperwork on his desk with a disdain over his face. He picked up his pen and promptly got to work on the stack of documents. A lot of them being contracts for tour, preparations for tour and orders for the ministry and siblings of sin which only fueled the boredom and monotony of his few days he’s been here. And from all the chaos he forgot a coffee which didn’t help his case either.

Minutes passed which felt like hours and he hadn’t signed off a single document, his head rested in his hand and his eyes were closed over in a light sleep not even realising that he did fall asleep at his desk.

He soon came too hearing the door shut to his office, startling him to the point that the jumped and felt his neck crack from the fast movement of his head moving from his hand to sit up. “How many times do I say to- oh…Cirrus, is there a-uh a problem?” Perpetua muttered, clearing his throat to rid the tiredness from his throat. The fact that he was sleeping not slipping by Cirrus unnoticed. “I just thought I’d check in, I brought you some coffee,” Cirrus smiled sweetly, she stepped over to Papa’s desk with a soft walk her tail swaying behind her with a smile wider than before. “That’s…really kind of you, love,” Perpetua smiled tiredly, a blush coming to his cheeks which was rare from how often he wore the Papal paints. Cirrus placed the coffee on his desk, it only being left for a second before Perpetua took a few sips. “I used to take care of Copia when he ascended to being Papa from Cardinal. He was more scatterbrained though,” Cirrus chuckled, pulling one of the spare office chairs next to Perpetua and taking a seat. Perpetua smiled awkwardly at the mention of his twin, picking up his pen again that must have fallen when he fell asleep.

He barely lifted the pen into his hand before Cirrus plucked it from his fingers with ease, looking at Perpetua with a smirk. “Cirrus, I have work to do,” he huffed, his Italian accent coming out strong from a mixture of the tiredness and determination to get the stack tackled. “Well, that can wait, you need to de-stress first,” Cirrus hummed, fully turning the chair to face Perpetua. “Love, I’m fine I just-I didn’t get much sleep last night but I need to finish this-“ “Nuh-uh, not until there’s a smile on that face,” Cirrus cut in, her tail snaked around Perpetua’s waist earning a breathy giggle and a wobbly smile.

Perpetua didn’t even have time to find a defence before feeling the leathery spade drift back and forth over his stomach which made him jump jack as much as he could in his tight office chair. “You see, when the ghouls get stressed or need to unwind, we do a little thing to help them to relax a bit,” Cirrus started, hooking her leg around Perpetua’s chair to pull herself closer. Her fingers slowly scratched over the top of Perpetua’s knee coaxing a small squeaky giggle from his lips that he measily attempted to cover with a cough. “Ah-! Doll I’m-I’m fine,” Perpetua grunted out, his teeth gritting together in a futile attempt to keep his composure. “Now you and I both know you’re stressed, it’s just us here. Just let go,” Cirris smiled, her voice so soft and sweet unlike the many voices he faced since joining the ministry as Papa.

Cirrus escalated the scratching around his kneecap, his lips curled into a smile which he couldn’t contain now. The moment reminded him weirdly of when him and Copia were kids playing around. His laugh slowly started to bubble up with a muffled quality still trying to keep the professionalism up as much as he possibly could, even despite the words that just came from Cirrus. Cirrus only saw this as a challenge knowing how therapeutic it would be for him, her other set of claws started to scratch around his side which got the dam to break. The office filled with out of character squeaky laughter, bubbling up to a small set of hiccup giggles which Cirrus couldn’t help but smile at. “Aww! I told you!” She teased, moving her hand from his knee to his other side starting to squeeze gently trying to gauge a reaction.

Perpetua’s laughter grew more frantic, his arms coming to his side tight to try and protect himself which to no surprise didn’t work. “W-wait! Cirrus!!” He managed through laugher, not finding himself protesting at all which only made it more flustering. The fact that he was enjoying this. “Wait what? There’s no waiting for the tickle monster silly!” Cirrus giggled, her smile widening hearing how much more flustered Perpetua’s laughs got from her teasing. Perpetua tried to twist in his seat, only dragging cirrus with him in the process. Cirrus’ hands moved to focus on his stomach, her eyes lighting up hearing a shrill squeal and a panicked “Wait!” Draw from Perpetua’s lips at the same time his knee came up in defence. As if Cirrus’ could smile more, she let her tail hold his hips down to the chair laughing slightly at the reaction. “Well I found a weak spot~” she sing-songed out, gently starting to scratch over the area prompting a loud giggle fit already.

Perpetua could feel his cheeks heat up wildly, unsure if it was from the laughter or the whole situation. His Jaw started to hurt from his constant smiling and laughing, his hips bucked slightly as he felt her claws drift over his happy trail which was more instinctual than anything. Every word he thought of he couldn’t say, his brain felt like it was short-circuiting from the sensations. But he didn’t mind it. In a way he felt loved, less like a burden now. After the stress of joining and adapting to the ministry and the harshness of life, the ghouls have taught him to start to unwind. And Cirrus was the main leader of that. “Tickle tickle Papa~” Cirrus teased, her claws scratching all over his stomach with a quick pace yet just as gentle as before sending Perpetua into hysterics. He doubled over in his chair, his laugher louder and more frantic and still just as squeaky as before, and his legs kicking giddily as he practically melted into Cirrus.

He couldn’t deny he felt leagues better than he did waking up so late, his breath came out ragged and heaving as Cirrus pulled away with a smile legging her tail uncoil from his hips. She noticed the difference right away, from how much more physically relaxed he was and ultimately the fact he didn’t protest only told her that it was more than needed. “I said you’d feel better,” Cirrus teased, giggling at the flustered puddle of a Papa in front of her. It took a few seconds for Perpetua to respond, still catching his breath in the process, “That…wasn’t expected,” he replied sheepishly, laughing at his own embarrassment as he tried to get his breath steady. “That’s the art of it, you should see Phantom when he gets stressed. Poor bug is adorable when he’s in your position,” Cirrus smirked, ruffling Perpetua’s hair with an affectionate smile. “You don’t need to get yourself so worked up Papa, you’re too stressed it’s not good for you,” Cirris added more seriously this time, her eyes looking at Perpetua with concern underlying her expression. “I know I know, love,” Perpetua sighed, running a hand through his hair with an exhale.

Cirrus stood from her chair and took a small step back, offering her hand to Perpetua with a small giggle, “c’mon, you need to relax. I’m sure Mountain can give you some herbal tea and Rain can give you a book. All of us want to look out for you, Papa,” she said genuinely, her smile widening when Perpetua took her hand and stood up. “Maybe work can wait after all, love,” he replied, walking with her across the hall to the ghoul quarters. The day was a lot different to what he expected when he woke up, a full pamper session in store for him and a lot of cuddles awaited him.

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We feeding good tonight (slight sneak peek for my beloved anon you know who you are 🖤✨)

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For no particular reason at all…what laugh do we think Perpetua has? Or his giggles?

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That cirrus and Perpetua fic is incoming soon I hope! The stress of learning monologues has me flying through fic writing 😭

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Writing request! Phantom being a soft little attention whore and doing everything to get the flustered GN!Reader's attention? Doesn't need be NSFW, Phantom just wants some cuddle time.

Anon I need to thank you for adding fuel to my Phantom obsession

Also ignore how long this got

Tags: none! Just good old fluff

My request are currently open !

You had gotten to dinner later than normal because of some overflow work you were assigned. Being Sister Imperator’s assistant had its perks, but most of the time it left you with a stack of paper the size of your torso. That’s how you ended up displaced in the dining hall. Where you normally sat with the other Siblings who have been at the Ministry for a decent amount of time was crowded. You couldn’t justify trying to worm your way in. So you took up an open spot with some of the newer Siblings at the end of the hall. You were engrossed in your own world trying to get your brain to stop buzzing for the better part of the meal, only occasionally answering some questions or clearing up misunderstandings that you may have overheard. That was until you heard snickering. You looked up and noticed that the ghouls of The Ghost Project were seated at a table not far from yours. You also noticed that one of them, the quintessence ghoul by the looks of it, was approaching while Dew and Swiss tried and failed to hide their amusement. 

The Siblings you were seated with forgot about any conversations that might've been going on when the ghoul came to a stop at the head of the table, his tail wagging rapidly. The mask may have hidden his face, but his mood was clear as day. Everyone at the table looked at him with wide wonder-filled eyes. You just cocked your head at him with a small smile. His tail beat faster if that was even possible. 

“I couldn’t help but overhear some of you have never seen ghoul magic before.” He smiled so wide his fangs were peeking out from his lips. Some of the Siblings made small noises in affirmation too wonderstruck to formulate a proper response. 

“Well lucky for you I learned a new trick! Do you wanna see it?” All it took was one nodding their head for him to clap his hands together “Great! I’ll need a volunteer though.” 

You had never seen people move so quickly in your life. Each one of the Siblings was leaning over one another to get closer to the ghoul in hopes they’d be picked. He just laughed and held up his hands in a passive gesture. 

“Alright okay, how about…you!”

 The ghoul motions to the Sibling closest to him. He nods his head eagerly and waits for whatever instruction. The ghoul reaches out and places a hand on his shoulder. The air smells like ozone for a brief moment and you can hear a faint static noise as you watch tiny purple sparks dance to life and connect the two. Everyone at the table seems to be holding their breath watching with an intensity you don’t even see during Black Mass. You huff a little amused laugh and eat while you watch the display. 

When the ghoul removes his hand the Sibling is staring at him in awe as he beams down at him. There’s a confused murmur through the group and out of instinct you answer their questioning 

“Telepathy. Some quint ghouls have that ability.”

 It’s almost humorous how casually you talk about demons and magic. It goes quiet for a moment. You look up from your plate to see all of the Siblings and the ghoul staring at you. His mouth was half open and it was only then did you realized you definitely just interrupted him. You panic internally for about a second before you notice his tail never stopped wagging. He made a move to walk over to your spot at the table, but he didn’t get very far before he was yanked backward with a yelp. 

“Stop bothering the Siblings and eat your food before it gets cold or else you get leftovers in the den.” You recognized the voice of Cirrus from under the mask. 

The moment he was gone, they all began questioning the man who was lucky enough to be chosen. He tried his best to describe it, but it was obvious he was floundering under the attention. You weren’t completely exhausted yet so you decided to throw him a bone and began to explain what you knew of ghoul magic and some of the things you’ve seen it do. However, the entire time you spoke you couldn’t help but notice the little quintessence ghoul hadn’t taken his eyes off you once. Every time he realized you were looking back, he would wave and smile broadly, and every single time Dew and Swiss would tease him. You couldn’t help but laugh at the display, it was pretty cute seeing how excited he got. 

After you had finished and decided you had enough conversation for one night, you stood to leave, bidding everyone at the table a nice night. You made it approximately five feet out of the dining hall before you felt a clawed hand on your wrist. You stopped and turned to face none other than the little quintessence ghoul. His purring was filling the otherwise quiet hallway. 

You cock your head with a smile not quite reaching your tired eyes.

“Need something…?”

“Phantom.” He grinned.

“Phantom.” 

He trilled happily “Say it again.” 

You huffed a laugh and took your hand from his grasp “Answer my question first.” 

He took his helmet off, shook his hair out, and looked at you with bright eyes, cheeks dusted a deeper purple. 

“Can I spend the night with you?” His tail wagged as he waited for your answer. 

That was not what you were expecting him to say if you were being honest with yourself. You had been at the Ministry for years now, so random demons offering a night of sin was nothing surprising. What was surprising was just how forward he was. Usually, it took the new ghouls a bit of time to gain that level of confidence and interest in the humans of the Ministry. 

When the silence dragged his face flustered deeper. 

“That’s not what I meant dear Sibling…I mean well not unless you’re offering.” 

You smile amused at the way his voice pitched higher awkwardly, you almost feel bad for your response.

“Not tonight Phantom. I’m exhausted from work.”

“Oh! Well that’s fine we can just—“ 

“I meant no to both sweetheart.” 

The wag of his tail faltered as his purring got softer. You didn’t miss the brief flash of disappointment in his expression before he tried to hide it. He lightly shook his head causing his earrings to jingle. 

“Well…can I walk with you to your room?” 

You laughed “Sure I don’t see why not.” 

“Great!” He immediately grabbed your hand and started walking down the hallway. You gave a light tug on his hand. He looked at you with a little ‘mmrr?’ sound. 

“Uh, Phantom…my room is that way.” You pointed to the right with your other hand. 

He smiled awkwardly making a noise of affirmation and turned to the direction you pointed to and began walking with your hand still in his. He definitely has not gotten used to his otherworldly strength because he was practically dragging you behind him. Eventually, you gathered your footing and were able to walk side by side. He kept glancing at you as he walked and would startle every time you caught him. 

When you arrived at the door to your room you dropped his hand ready to say goodnight. Before you could squeak even one word out he wrapped you in a tight but quick hug. You rolled your eyes with a smile and hugged him back with a pat on his back. When he let go you opened your door and stepped in but not before turning around to him. 

“Goodnight Phantom.” 

You began to close the door and noticed that he tilted his head to keep looking at you until it was completely closed. 

You smiled at the closed door for a moment before going about your before-bed routine. You flopped onto the horde of fluffy pillows and blankets and let the events of the day replay in your head. You let out a sigh feeling content at finally having a moment to yourself. It’s not that you didn’t like sitting with the new Siblings, but it felt more like babysitting or hanging out with a coworker. Then you thought to Phantom. You smiled to yourself. New ghouls were always so much fun, they were always so curious about everything Earth had to offer. It was even better when they finally got used to the company of humans and began seeking interactions. You would be lying if you said you didn’t find his behavior a bit endearing already. You had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time Phantom followed you back to your room. 

Turns out, that came much earlier than you expected. You had woken up a bit before your alarm and decided to just accept your fate and get up and ready for the day. When you opened your door to leave, you immediately tripped over something. The mass in front of your door let out a surprised yelp. You caught yourself before falling. When you turned around you were met with the sight of Phantom slowly sitting up rubbing sleep from his eyes.

“G’moring.” He said with a yawn that ended in a whine. 

“Phantom I did you…did you sleep there all night?” 

“Yeah, why?” He asked it so casually with a hint of genuine confusion. 

You stared at him bug-eyed

 “Why? You weren’t kicked out of the ghoul den already were you?” 

He cocked his head raising an eyebrow 

“Uhh no? I wanted to walk with you to breakfast but then I realized I didn’t know how early you got up and then I realized I usually sleep late. So naturally the solution was to sleep right here.” He emphasized his statement by tapping the floor with his tail causing the piercings to scrape against the stone. 

You laughed with a mix of amusement and disbelief “Naturally.” 

You held out your hand to him and he took it eagerly. You helped him up and he hugged you again. As you two walked to the dining hall, he wrapped his tail around your wrist. With how early it was there weren’t many people at breakfast which you didn’t mind. It was mostly older Siblings and a few Clergy ghouls. The Siblings gave you knowing looks and you just rolled your eyes in amusement. The only other band ghoul that was present was Cirrus. When she noticed the way Phantom was leaning practically on top of you she came over. 

“Bug I think you’re suffocating the dear Sibling.”

You shook your head as he whined “It’s fine Cirrus I don’t mind.” You reached up to scratch behind his pointed ears for emphasis. His tail beat heavily against the bench as a loud purr kicked up in his chest.

“Alright alright but if he does start bothering you, you know where to find me.” She said with amusement. 

“I can handle myself” you grinned at her “I know how to handle a ghoul.” 

Her tail flicked playfully behind her as she turned to go back to where she had sat. 

You finished breakfast rather quickly after that and untangled Phantom’s tail from your arm making him pout. You apologized and gave him a quick explanation of your job as Sister Imperator’s assistant and why you had to go so suddenly. He seemed to accept it despite his dejected look. You ruffled his hair and bid him a good day which caused him to brighten a bit. 

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Apparently Phantom didn’t quite accept your explanation. Your task for the day, after finishing the paperwork you didn’t get to yesterday, was to run around the Ministry delivering said paperwork to whomever it applied to. Somehow every corner you turned you bumped into Phantom. At first, he would apologize, give your hand a squeeze, and then walk off to do his own chores, but after he realized you didn’t seem to be getting annoyed with the ‘coincidences’ he simply started to follow you around. He kept his distance for a bit genuinely not wanting to interfere with your job, but every time you turned and caught his eye and didn’t tell him off he would creep closer. 

By the end of the day, he was practically your personal escort, walking side by side with you asking you questions just to hear you talk with his tail curled idly around your arm. Little did you know, that soon became your new daily routine. You would wake up to him waiting eagerly outside your door so you could walk to the dining hall together. He would disappear for a bit to speed through his own chores before coming to find you no matter what task Imperator had you up to. When you finished you two would then go to the dining hall for dinner where you’d make faces and hand gestures to each other from the tables while the ghoul pack and your friends respectively tease you both. It didn’t take much longer before he started to sleep over every so often. 

As the months crawled on and the first tour date came closer you began to see less of him which made your heart oddly heavy. You tried, and failed, to not think too much about it. You obviously didn’t like him, he was just being friendly. You saw the way he interacted with the other ghouls and some other Siblings or the way he acted when you would sneak a peek at rehearsals. He was just affectionate! He liked attention! But he only walked with you. He only got up early to meet you. He only looked at you doing dinner. He only followed you back to your room. And his purring helped you sleep so much better than any weighted blanket. And the way his tail always betrayed his emotions. And how his eyes always lit up when he spotted you. And maybe your heart skipped a beat when he once confided in you after a rough rehearsal saying that you made him feel grounded. 

Aw, shit was all you could think as you felt your cheeks heat and the list of reasons grew. You shook your head slightly to clear it and returned to the task at hand. You had been working on a massive project for Imperator that needed to be finished before the band went on tour. It’s taken up practically all your time, you barely had time to get proper meals in. That also meant you’ve been having less and less time with Phantom. You could tell it was definitely affecting him just as much. The moments you two did get together he was even more clingy, if that was even possible. He also seemed more tired, he still was rather energetic, but he definitely seemed toned down. Your suspicions were confirmed when he got back from a longer-running rehearsal and his quintessence sparked to life without him even noticing. He also took to sleeping in your bed every night now, burying his face deep into the crook of your neck and passing out with his tail wrapped around your waist. 

You worked for a few more hours before leaning back in your chair to stretch. Your eye caught the clock on the wall and you cursed. It was well past midnight. Phantom’s rehearsal ended four hours ago. You found a good stopping point and quickly packed everything up and made your way to your room. You were ready to have to spend the night on your own for the first time in almost a month. You were already ragged from working all day and the idea of having your new routine, your only time with Phantom, getting disturbed made you feel even worse. You choked down the burn in your throat as you pushed your bedroom door open. 

“There’s my comet.” 

You gasped and looked up to see a rather exhausted-looking Phantom sitting happily on your bed. He was already in his pajamas and there were multiple books stacked on your nightstand. He blinked slowly and cracked a wide smile. 

You smiled in return and willed yourself not to cry in front of him. However, the way his brows knit together before standing up and walking over to you reminded you. Quintessence ghouls can feel emotions. He crushed you against his chest and kicked up a purr in his chest. You attempted to stutter out a mix of an apology and an explanation, but he just shushed you and practically threw you both backward onto your bed. You didn’t even care you were still in your day clothes, you didn’t want to move now that you were right where you wanted to be. And then you smelled it. The air had suddenly felt electric. The scent of ozone and frost filled the space. You felt a little tingle in your mind before hearing Phantom.

I’m so happy you’re here. I missed you so fucking much. I like you so fucking much. 

Your eyes snapped open. Oh. You definitely weren’t meant to hear that, at least not like this. However, your sleep-deprived mind couldn’t care less at the moment. 

“Hey.” You shifted your shoulder to get him to lift his head from your neck.

“Huh? What is it?” 

You gave him a quick, chaste kiss on his lips before pulling back and kissing his nose. 

“I missed you too.” 

It took him approximately five seconds to really understand what just happened as you sent him entirely offline. When his brain finally caught up, though, he laughed with so much genuine joy that it made your heart beat a little faster. He pulled you so impossibly close to him and peppered your whole face with kisses before leaving a long kiss on your lips. He nuzzled his face right back into your neck as you scratched between his horns. The silence was periodically broken with Phantom giggling to himself and pressing another kiss to your neck and shoulder. This went on until he ended up falling asleep with a slight smile on his face and a purr deep in his chest. 

You curled into his hold and never felt more content in your life. You closed your eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep soothed by his rumble and his weight. 

Okay. So maybe you did like him. Just a little bit.

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RAHHHHH IM FERAL

Omg I love your writing! Could I request how each of the ghouls would react to an S/O who gets flustered easily? Maybe the s/o is like a sibling of sin?? Idk, whatever you decide :)

Howdy-doody! I'll keep this one gender neutral my dear, but reader is a sibling of sin and in an established relationship with the pairings (all at once or not, that's up to you... 😂)

Gonna stick to the Ghouls today, but if you'd like the Ghoulettes let me know and I'll try and figure something out for them!

NSFW 18+ content so MDNI!

(Thank you to @her-satanic-wiles for helping me out with this one. The brain fog was real, but your help has cleared it!)

Sodo

He's thinks you are adorable.

He likes to mess with you by doing out-of-pocket cute things for you, things no one ever expected Sodo to be the type of partner to do.

He comes home to you with flowers, thoughtful gifts, snacks. He loves to see your cute little reactions to them.

You always get a bit shy about it, even you don't ever expect Sodo to shower you in these little gestures. He always seemed like the grumpy Ghoul, the one who'd hiss at someone for breathing too loud near him.

You were his weakness though, as much as he was yours.

He feels a protectiveness over you that he can't explain, and has since the day he met you.

His favourite thing to fluster you is pulling you into his lap when you're in public or with other people. When his arms wrap around you you usually squeak, and he holds you tightly against him possessively.

And no, it's not his favourite thing to feel you wriggling against him while he holds onto you at all. How dare you suggest such a thing.

Rain

Rain is a soft soul too, and so when you get flustered? He gets flustered.

It doesn't take much to fluster you, but he loves how adorable you are.

Like Sodo, he brings you gifts that soften you up. Your favourite is a teddy bear he bought you with it's own Ghoul mask he'd doused in his cologne for when he was away on tour.

When he'd come home from tour, you'd made the bear it's own little bass guitar - oh, how his heart had swelled at that.

Quite often you'll find yourself in a giggle-off. He usually starts it, making you giggle. But your giggle makes him giggle. And his giggle makes you giggle. And your giggle makes him giggle. And his giggle makes you gigg-

The only way to break out of the loop is to silence you with a kiss - one that'll knock the wind right out of you and have you blushing and clawing at him for more every time.

Mountain

Oh my Lucifer, he likes to tease you.

Mostly teases you because of your size. But it wouldn't matter if you were tall or tiny, you'd still be dwarfed by him and he only does it because it makes you so flushed.

If he teases you around others, it's innocent and playful. A poke to your ribs during Mass or a light shove into a bush as you walk down the sidewalk. Sure, it flusters you, but he thinks it's hilarious watching you compose yourself.

Most of the teasing happens behind closed doors, because he can really go for it then. He knows how much he can get away with in public before you get too flustered and it does more harm than good, but at home? He can wind you up as much as he likes.

He likes the little tantrums he can induce by teasing you - it gives him an excuse to coddle you and be sickeningly sweet to win you back over. Not that it ever takes much...

The worst case scenario is he has to go the extra mile to win you back over, but... that's not really a worst case scenario for either of you. He loves to please...

Swiss

Total shitbag.

This man thrives on flustering you in public. Anything he can do, usually of a sexual nature too.

You'd taken him shopping one time and he'd very loudly asked for your opinion on a lace babydoll and asked if you'd like to see him in it. He'd revelled in the blush on your cheeks all day long.

He pays attention to details that fluster you, like when he rolls his shirt sleeves up as he plays guitar, or when he boops you on the nose with a wink in front of other people.

The worst thing he ever did was embarrass you in front of Papa, when he'd very loudly told you he would see you after band practise was over and he would 'bring the whipped cream this time'.

Phantom

Also a shitbag. But he's sneakier about it.

This fucker looks through your tiktok fyp, your search histories, your conversations with your best friends to find out what makes you tick.

The worst had been when he'd seen you liking videos of men in corset waistcoats. He'd gone out and bought one, wearing it under his jacket to dinner with you and your friends.

He'd basked in the glory of flustering you - and your friends who you'd talked about the videos with - when he took his jacket off at the table.

He'd also found out about your involvement in booktok and the exact romance novels you had read from your storygraph profile and began roleplaying the scenes to rile you up.

The first time he'd pushed you up against a wall, you'd squeaked and cowered under him. He loved that. Now, he'd do anything to hear that squeak again.

He finds it hilarious, and it usually ends in a long night for the both of you culminating in absolute bliss and loving embraces.

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3 monologues to learn and two fics to write, at least one of a fluffy t fic 🫶🏼😭

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Back in my ghost writing phase plz send prompts 🫶🏼

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Slow (Phantom x GN! Reader FLUFF)

WARNINGS: Suggestive ending, all fluff, Phantom is having his first crush since being summoned.

My Masterlist! ~ AO3 Link!

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You hummed to yourself as you carefully picked the ripe berries from one of Primo's pristine strawberry plants. You waved as you saw a familiar face round the corner. "Swiss, hey!" The multi ghouls wrapped you in a side hug as he approaches you.

"(Y/N), good to see you." He flashes you a sharp smile. "Would you like some help in the garden today?" You nodded with a soft laugh.

"You know help harvesting is always appreciated." He ushers his companion forward. You recognized him as one of the new Ghouls that had just been summoned. You hadn't really gotten the chance to talk to him yet, you had only exchanged a few small waves as you passed by him in the halls, you also would always give him a warm smile in hopes he would eventually warm up to you. "Hi Phantom." You see a small grin pass over his lips as he realizes you knew his name.

"We're trying to get him more comfortable with interacting with the Siblings. I was hoping he could help you out here." Phantom shifted awkwardly in his heels, you were unable to meet his gaze.

"Of course he can, I'll bring him back down to the Ghoul's Den after we're done out here." Swiss dismissed himself with a nod and a wave, briefly stopping to whisper something in Phantom's ear before clapping him on the shoulder and walking off. "Come on, let's go get you a basket." You motioned for him to follow you. You slowed your pace to allow yourself the chance to slip beside him. "How have you been adjusting so far? I'm sure this is a pretty big change for you." His eyes darted to look at you, he seemed a bit shocked that you were able to talk to him so casually.

"It's definitely a bit of a shock." He chuckles, you try your best to hide your excited expression over his response. "I honestly feel like most of the Siblings are scared of me."

"A lot of them have never been exposed to a freshly summoned Ghoul before. I'm sure they're just a little hesitant because they're not sure how to interact with you. I, however, think you seem very sweet Phantom." You glance over at him with a smile. He just looks down at the ground, folding his hands neatly behind his back. You got him set up with his own basket of gardening tools, he listened very intently to your instructions about how to harvest the produce properly without harming the plant. He watched you closely, lavender eyes scanning over your delicate fingers as you worked. The two of you moved from plant to plant, working slowly as you took time to answer whatever questions he had for you. After a while he actually seemed to be having fun, he slowly became more relaxed in your presence. He jumped down from a low rock wall out of the flower bed, almost instinctively offering you his hand. He looked back at you, almost recoiling at his own gesture. You reached out without a moment of hesitation, your fingers gliding over his palm. He breathes out a chuckle as he notices how his hand could completely engulf yours.

"You're so small." His eyes widen slightly as he suddenly drops your hand, apologizing profusely, causing you to laugh.

"Phantom, it's okay." You motioned to his hand. "May I?" He nodded slowly, you gently grabbed his palm in both your hands, your thumbs running soothingly over his skin. You pressed your hands together, allowing him a moment to look at the size difference between the two. "Your hands are really warm, it's nice." You smile at him.

"I-um," he trails off, swallowing thickly. "Would it be alright if I saw you again?" He inches forward slightly, a nervous glint in his eyes. You nod, a smile quickly spreading across your features.

"I'd like that." Phantom hesitantly pulled his hand away from yours, allowing his touch to linger in your until the very last moment. The two of you brought your fresh produce to the kitchen before you walked with him down to the Ghoul's Den.

"I hope he didn't give you too much trouble." Swiss says with a laugh.

"He wasn't any trouble at all, I had a really nice time with you today Phantom." He nods bashfully.

"Hopefully I'll be able to see you soon." He smiles softly at you, trying to hide his fangs.

"I'm always in the library in the evenings if you'd like to come keep me company." You bite your lip to try and hide your excited smile. "I'll see you later Phantom, bye Swiss." You dismiss yourself with a wave, practically skipping back to your dorm for the night. The next night you found yourself waiting anxiously as you wondered whether or not Phantom would actually show up. You sat before a roaring fire, curled up on one of the couches in the room as you skimmed through the book you had chosen, barely able to focus on the words on the page. You sat up a bit straighter as you heard the heavy door open on the opposite side of the room. Phantom slinks out of the shadows, offering you a small wave as he steps into the soft orange glow that surrounds you.

"Would it be alright if I joined you?" You nodded, scooting over to offer him a space to sit. He was rigid as he sat down, sitting up straight as he nodded at you. "You look really pretty tonight." You can't help but blush at his statement.

"Thank you." Phantom seemed even more flustered than you felt. "I'm really happy you came." You see him swallow thickly, his gaze landing on your lips.

"I am too." He admits with a bashful chuckle. "Can I admit something?" You nod, he cautiously reaches out and takes your hands in his. "I'm still learning how to interact with humans, but I've found myself feeling very attracted to you." You felt your cheeks heat up, your eyes widened slightly at his confession. You found yourself inching closer to him, his warm breath bouncing off your lips. "Can I?" He asks softly, you could feel his lips ghost over yours he was so close. You gave his hands a gentle squeeze.

"We'll take it nice and slow, okay?" He nods in response, pausing and waiting for you to take the lead. You gently run your fingers over the exposed skin of his cheek under his mask. His eyes slid shut as your lips finally found his. His grip on your hand tightens slightly as he presses himself into you. You slowly slid your hand around to the back of his neck, you hum softly as the feeling of his soft hair brushing over your fingers. Your body jolts slightly and drops your hands to let his fingers run over your waist. He tenderly squeezes at your flesh as you pull him in as close as you could manage. You parted with soft gasps, your gaze meeting one another's as soon as your eyes opened. "You're a really good kisser." You giggle causing him to get flustered.

"I'd like to do that again if that's alright." You nod, leaning into him once more. This time Phantom's lips met yours with a greater ferocity, hands grabbing hungrily at your hips while still making sure he didn't hurt you accidentally. His lips left yours, trailing across your jaw and down your neck. He nuzzles his face against your skin, your breath shudders as you try to steady your breathing. He takes your hand, slowly bringing it up to the buckle on his mask, silently asking you to remove it. Your fingers shook as you worked at the strap, eventually sliding it out of the buckle so you were able to fully remove it. His raven hair tumbled into his face, you couldn't resist reaching out to run your fingers through the soft strands. He takes a moment to study your expression, he was met with your soft gaze that held nothing short of pure adoration. "You're… you're not scared of me?"

"No," he carefully pulled you into his lap, his head lulled into your touch as you continued to play with his hair. "I think you're very handsome." His warm lips pressed against your pulse, sending a shiver down your spine.

"(Y/N)?" You hum in response to your name. You can't help but blush as Phantom's hands slide over the curve of your ass. "How slow would you like to take things?"

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Lowkey forgot about the Rolan x Tav Fic…better get writing 😭