#muse: sodo

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

Sodo (muse)

Sexual orientation: Pansexual

Gender: genderless (uses he/him pronouns and masculine identifiers)

Species: Ghoul

Sodomizer, nicknamed Sodo, is a demon-like monster who was summoned into being decades ago with a cast of others to serve as a servant for an organization that called itself The Clergy. Some time after being summoned ritualistically, Sodo was brought into The Clergy's newest idea, something known as The Ghost Project with the goal to take down churches, recruit powerful individuals, infiltrate in the highest positions of society, and spread the message of Satan. This project however has been fairly unsuccessful so the leaders of the church decided to take on a new idea to spread their word: a metal band. He took up the position as a guitarist, always obscuring his face when performing. Though significantly smaller than the other ghouls, at first he was very showy and provocative, living up to the name he’d been given. In return for his and the other ghouls’ servitude, they’re allowed to eat the current frontman of the band when it comes to be the time to switch over the figurehead of The Clergy, live on stage in front of an audience at a concert.

Sodo is one of the most active ghouls in the group, interacting with the others and the general public often. He likes attention and does everything to make the others look at him and record him during concerts that The Clergy call rituals. He loves to annoy the other ghouls by upstaging them and behaving provocatively, often licking and simulating sex with the other male presenting ghouls. Despite this however, he’s incredibly respectful to the female presenting ghouls, giving them flowers that are thrown onto the stage, respecting their personal space, and making sure all eyes are on them during their solos. He and the other ghouls while not traveling to hold rituals across the world are tasked with up keeping the headquarters of The Clergy, a massive cathedral and mausoleum containing the entire bloodline of the family who founded the organization centuries ago, at least the ones that the ghouls haven’t been allowed to feast upon.

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 24. threesome

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “sharing is caring”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ sodo and rain learn to share their special gift

pairing: sodo ghoul x afab!reader x rain ghoul

a/n: to make up for the missed day i will try to make this fic one of my better ones 🙏 we’re almost done with the holiday hoes event !!!

cw: nsfw content. threesome. switch!sodo. dom!rain. sub!reader. spanking. oral sex (m receiving). piv sex. anal sex. degradation. double penetration.

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“look at you two… just a couple of filthy whores.. oh isn’t this just exciting?” —❤︎

“s-shut the fuck up…” —❤︎

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sodo swore he was seeing things for a moment.

the sight before him looked too good to be true.

but alas, a familiar voice ringed out, snapping the fire ghoul out of his trance and back into reality.

“don’t just stand there.” rain spoke with a snippy tone, sounding irritated from sodo’s presence.

“either you join in on the fun, or you get the fuck out.”

lord knows what force of satan possessed sodo to make him stay, but he did, silently and slowly shutting the door behind him. his eyes never tore away from the scene before him.

what a sight for sore eyes, that’s for sure. rain has you bent over in a doggy style position, webbed fingers tightly clamped onto your hips while his cock plowed into the rim of your ass, each thrust making you squeal in pure ecstasy. the fire ghoul’s eyes drifted down to the lower half of your body, and he could see how dripping wet you were, pussy leaking and begging for attention while the water ghoul behind you abused your ass with his dick.

rain noticed how his pack mate was staring at you, and he grinned wickedly, one of his hands flying down to smack your ass lewdly.

“gorgeous, aren’t they?” rain spoke with a velvety, slick tone, thrusts slowing down slightly so he can turn part of his attention to sodo.

the fire ghoul just nodded, and crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. “so this is what you’ve been doing for the holiday season?”

“yes, why? got a problem with it?” rain mused.

sodo scoffed, a sarcastic smirk evident on his face. “maybe. you couldn’t bother to share?”

“well i’m sharing now, aren’t i?” rain quipped back, thrusting in a particular angle that had you moaning into the sheets. “and i can see your dick straining in your pants. so come on, get over here and join in on the action.”

the fire ghoul just chuckled and started walking towards you both. “gladly.”

the fact that rain and sodo were just casually having a conversation like you weren’t being absolutely pounded into, it just got you going even more. your eyes were hazed and blurred with instinctive tears, slowly watching sodo make his way over to you while his calloused fingers undid the fly on his pants.

sodo got up on the bed and positioned himself in front of you, being sure that the front of his lower body was directly at your face. before you knew it, he had completely pulled down his pants and boxers, his hardened cock springing free from the restraints of his undergarments. the spitfire looked down at your lustful face, and smirked.

“like what you see?” he chuckled, one of his hands moving to grab onto the shaft of his dick, aligning it in front of your lips.

your eyes were dotted with stars while staring down at the chub of sodo’s cock. it was already leaking with precum and throbbing with need. damn, he got so turned on just from watching you and rain.

rain seemed to have noticed that you were very much star struck by the sight of sodo’s gorgeous dick. he growled, and thrusted into you hard, making you whine loudly.

sodo saw this and took this as an opportunity to shove his cock into your mouth while your lips parted, making you whimper in surprise from his shaft invading your mouth. though, your lips tightened around it, and sodo groaned with delight.

“fuck. that’s it.” he snarled, grabbing a fistful of your hair to control your movements. “suck on it.”

the sensation of being fucked from behind by rain and sucking off sodo, it was so goddamn hot. to just be used and pleasured by these two incredibly sexy ghouls, it was a fantasy like no other. the eagerness was evident in the way you were sucking sodo’s cock, tongue swirling around the head and getting a good taste of that salty precum. the fire ghoul was definitely enjoying it too, given by how he was grabbing your hair and forcing you to go deeper while his pleasured sounds increased in volume.

while all this was happening, a certain water ghoul was observing you and the fire ghoul closely. rain chuckled lustfully as he watched sodo’s expression morph from arrogant promiscuity, to desperate and needy. sodo’s tongue hung out of his mouth as you sucked him off, and rain was reveling at the sight of you two.

“look at you two… just a couple of filthy whores.. oh isn’t this just exciting?” he chided with a lewd edge, grabbing one of your legs and hooking it around his waist from behind.

sodo let out a high pitched growl and moaned in response, gritting his sharp teeth together. “s-shut the fuck up…”

“oh you know it’s true.” the bassist responded, slapping your ass, a loud smack echoing through the walls and your moans quickly following after.

“you two are like dogs in heat. it’s pathetic, really.”

“h-hahhh… s-screw you rain… ahh..!”

rain was turning you and sodo into his bitches, using your bodies for his own personal pleasure. he liked watching the fucked out expressions on your face, and the blissed twinkle that shone in sodo’s eyes every time your tongue dragged across the most sensitive part on his dick.

eventually, sodo had enough and wanted to feel something better. removing his cock from your mouth with a popping sound, sodo had changed positions a bit.

grabbing your body and lifting your hips up, sodo positioned himself underneath you and aligned his cock along your glittering wet pussy. rain seemed to take notice of this, and smirked. while still inside of you, rain grabbed your thighs and spread them further apart, before forcing your cunt down on sodo’s cock, loud gasps rupturing from your guys’ throats.

your mind was being numbed from the feeling of two things penetrating both holes all at once. sodo was underneath you and sat up slightly, cows grasping at your thighs while he bucked his hips up into you. pleasured grunts fell from his lips as he did this.

“f-fuck you feel so good…” the fire ghoul praised, moving you deeper onto his length. you could only babble nonsensical words while he spoke to you.

rain looked down at the two of you and scowled lustfully. his hand gripped your hair and forced it up while he went to town inside of you.

“look at that, sodo.” rain chided, a promiscuous twinge evident in his voice. “see that face on them? you think that’s you making them feel this good?”

sodo snarled and rammed his hips up further into your tight cunt.

“what ever happening to sharing, rain?” he gritted, tail coiling around your thigh possessively.

“i am sharing.” rain retorted. “was just statin’ the facts.”

“well i think that your ‘facts’ are complete and utter bullshit.”

the two ghouls snarled at each other, their cocks hitting deeper inside of you to try and prove that one was better than the other. you on the other hand, were forced to take it all.

after a bit of back and forth bickering, rain just smirked.

“you know what? how about we just keep fucking them, see who makes them cum the hardest, eh?” rain challenged, and sodo’s eyes fluttered in pleasure and intrigue, anger fading away for a moment.

“i know you like a good challenger after all, firefly. so how about it? wanna keep doin’ this like rabbits and see who gets them off the hardest?”

sodo took a moment to speak back, moaning in delight as he felt your pussy clamp around his cock more upon listening to rain’s words. he had a feeling you were getting excited just from hearing rain’s suggestions. looking directly at you, you gave sodo a haste nod, moaning from the way rain was pounding into you.

that was all the confirmation sodo needed.

“alright then.” sodo confirmed, returning rain’s wicked smirk. “challenge accepted, water boy.”

rain chuckled darkly, and slapped your ass again.

“then let’s do this.”

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[paines-heart]

This is specifically for a friend of mine and their take on Dewdrop/Sodo from the band Ghost.

I decided that I wanted to draw him as they described him in our RP's, and I have to admit I adore this ghoul with my entire being. And so does my muse.

Ah yes, who doesn't love RP shenanigans? And who doesn't love having friends who very willingly draw your muses and your ships, just because they can? uwu

Hope you like it @iomadachd <3

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[ghost-in-the-hall]

I Want (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

(A/N: I gotta be honest this was inspired by a Lil Nas X song, I was originally writing this for Secundo but it got way too soft for how I plan on portraying him, so who better to write about than our sweet boi Copia! Would you guys want a Secundo fic? Thanks for reading!)

You sighed, slumping down on your desk, glancing over at Copia's closed door. He was currently in there having a meeting with Terzo about God knows what. You were really hoping that you would get a chance to have some alone time with Copia before your day was over. "Well you certainly don't look happy." Swiss muses, leaning down to make eye contact with you. "Is someone taking up your time with your precious Papa?" You simply roll your eyes at his remark.

"You know it's nothing like that." You absentmindedly start straightening things out on your desk, trying to keep the blush off your face. Swiss groans loudly, laying dramatically across your desk.

"When are you both going to accept that you're in love with each other, the tension is suffocating." You couldn't help but audibly scoff.

"You can't be serious. There's no way in hell Copia's in love with me."

"He's right." You let out a small shriek as Sodo started talking next to your ear. "We've all seen how the two of you are together.

"(Y/N), are you alright?" Copia suddenly bursts through the door. His eyes narrowed as his gaze switched between Swiss and Sodo. "You two aren't causing her any trouble, are you?" They both shake their heads.

"Sodo just startled me Papa, I didn't realize he was here." He gives his two Ghouls one last stern look before heading back into his office. "Did you two really come all the way down here for this?"

"No, we came down here to ask you for a favor." Sodo sits on the edge of your desk. "We have to travel into the city tonight to perform a ritual, Sister Imperator and Papa Nihil are going to be reviewing this ritual so Copia's pretty nervous."

"We were hoping you could convince him to let you ride over to the venue with him, help steady his nerves a little bit." Swiss jumps to the point of what Sodo was trying to ask you.

"You both know he would never agree to that, he likes to be by himself before rituals."

"He wouldn't agree to it if it was one of us, but you, (Y/N), that man would give anything in the world to spend time alone with you." You were still very skeptical about this plan, you crossed your arms and leaned back in your chair. "Come on, I know you want to spend time with him too. Sitting alone in a car with Papa, maybe he'll even want to hold your hand. Maybe, he'll even find the time to confess his feelings-" You cut him off by shushing him, Swiss was borderline yelling at this point and you knew there was only one way to shut him up.

"If I say yes will you guys leave? Terzo's not going to be happy if you keep interrupting his meeting with Copia." They both give you expectant looks. "Fine, if that's what will make you happy, I'll talk to him after his meeting."

"Have fun." Swiss sings at you.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Sodo gives you a clap on the shoulder as he passes by. You nervously began bouncing your leg, checking the time every three minutes. You nearly jumped out of your chair when the office door finally opened. You watched Terzo and Copia exchange a handshake, Terzo wishing him luck at the ritual tonight and Copia telling him that they would talk soon. Terzo bids you a good rest of your evening as he heads out, which left you alone with Copia whose eyes were currently locked on you.

"Can I talk to you for a moment my dear?" You nod, Copia motions for you to follow him into his office. He carefully shuts the door behind you. "Please, have a seat. Can I get you tea? Coffee?"

"Papa, you're making me feel like you're about to fire me." You say nervously. His eyes immediately widen at your statement.

"Oh, no! Nothing like that at all, (Y/N), you're the best assistant I could ever ask for." He pulls up a chair next to you. "Are my Ghouls treating you alright?" He holds one of your hands in his.

"Is this about how Sodo scared me earlier?" He nods and you laugh. "Your Ghouls treat me perfectly, they're my best friends."

"That's a relief, seeing Sodo and Swiss together is usually trouble so forgive me for being so concerned." He chuckles.

"I honestly think it's really sweet you were concerned about me Papa." You give his hand a gentle squeeze. Looking at him now you could see the nervousness in his eyes. Swiss and Sodo weren't lying, he was terrified. "Is everything alright? You seem awfully stressed."

"I just hope this ritual goes really well tonight." He says with a sigh.

"You're going to be wonderful like always." You lean in a little closer to him. "And if you would like someone to hold your hand and help you through it I'm more than happy to volunteer." The two of you exchange a smile.

"It would be an honor for you to accompany me to this ritual tonight."

"It's a date." Copia's grin grows.

"It's a date. Meet me back here by six, alright?" You nod, giving his hand one last squeeze before you left his office to go get ready. You had to stop yourself from skipping down the hallway you were so happy. You had the perfect outfit in mind for the occasion, you had been looking for a reason to wear this. You planned on being elegant yet sexy. Yes, this was your first official date with Copia, but you also had to follow through on your promise to Swiss and Sodo of distracting him from his nerves. You decided to head back a little earlier than necessary, wanting to ensure that you weren't going to be late. You were met with the sight of Copia pacing in front of his door.

"You look very handsome Papa." You say with a smile. Copia was at an obvious loss for words, jaw hanging open as he took in every inch of you.

"(Y/N), you look absolutely wonderful... Wow..." Copia couldn't stop staring, causing you to blush. "Are you ready to get going?" You nod, slipping your hand under Copia's arm. He smiles warmly at you, resting his hand on top of yours. The two of you shared in some pleasant conversation as he walked you down to the garage to take one of the cars for the night. He opened the door for you, you slid to the middle of the bench, wanting to sit as close to him as possible. "I hope you don't mind riding alone with me to the venue."

"I don't mind at all, it's nice getting to spend time with you." You rest your hand on his shoulder. Copia slowly started to lean in towards you, you cautiously copied his motions. Just as his lips were about to meet yours he pulled back, clearing his throat.

"We should probably be on our way." You could hear how flustered he was by his tone alone. You headed off, your head resting comfortably on Copia's shoulder as he drove. "You know it's really nice having you around. I always get so nervous before shows, especially when it's going to get analyzed. They could decide after tonight that they don't want me as Papa anymore."

"There's no way that's going to happen. You're an incredible Papa, I'm sure the Ministry sees that too." He rests his hand on your leg, you smile at him.

"Can I be honest with you?" You nod, giving him your full attention. "When I originally got offered the position I didn't want to be Papa. I still don't know if this is what I want even now."

"Is there anything that you know you want?"

"I want... Someone to love me, who needs me. It's great being Papa, but it's also very lonely." You found yourself smiling down at your lap listening to him. He wanted exactly what you did. You pulled up at the venue, security meeting you at the car to escort you and Copia into the building. He definitely seemed much more relaxed than when you had left the Abbey. That addictive swagger you were used to seeing on stage was starting to come out. Swiss gave you a nod as you walked past him, following Copia into his dressing room. "(Y/N)." Hearing him say your name instantly catches your attention. "After tonight can we make plans for me to take you out on an actual date?"

"Copia, you can take me on as many dates as you like." You say with a small laugh. He makes his way over to you and pulls you into a tight embrace. "You're going to do amazing tonight."

"With you here I absolutely will." The way he was holding you caused your heart to race, knowing that you were physically there with him was the only thing that was allowing Copia to hold himself together. All of the stress and the pressure of being the head of the ministry, you made it all worth it for him. You got to watch closely from the side of the stage, the crowd was eating out of the palm of his hand. Copia was born for this role, there was no denying that. You went through a wide range of emotions watching him out there, even if you weren't out in the crowd yourself you were right there experiencing the ritual along with them. You hadn't realized until everybody started to head backstage, sometime during final bows while you were applauding Copia and all his Ghouls tears had started streaming down your face. This was something you would never forget, a memory you could share with the man you loved more than anything else. He continued waving at the crowd until he was entirely out of view from the stage, the second all eyes were off him he turned to you.

"Copia that was incre-" You were cut off by him grabbing you by the hips, lips crashing into yours in a way that instantly took your breath away.

"I need you to be by my side, is that something you can do?" You nod, absolutely speechless. "I love you (Y/N)."

"I love you too Copia." He laughs with excitement, pulling you to him once more. In the background the faint sound of the Ghouls screaming out in happiness could be heard, some were pissed they lost their bets but happy for the two of you regardless. You wanted Copia more than anything else, it was nice to know he felt the same about you.

[spoolghoul]

Hello!

🎃🎃🎃

This is my official RP request post. Here you can find all the information you may need about me. Hopefully.

18+ MDNI

This is something I take very seriously. Being 22 years old, I will not interact with anyone below the age of 18. My blog as well as my writing is full of NSFW content, and I will not risk my safety or the safety of a minor at the hands of not expressing this.

Private RP

As of right now, I am only interested in doing private roleplays. I am not the most confident in my work, and posting live on tumblr for everyone to see response by response is, frankly, terrifying to me. I don’t do group roleplays either.

CC ONLY

This may be controversial, but I only roleplay as canon characters and I expect you to do the same. While I love the creativity that goes into crafting an original character, this is simply not for me. I ask you can respect this.

NSFW/SFW

I welcome both! If you have limits, boundaries, or triggers, please let me know. I am always going to respect them. Moreover, if you ever become uncomfortable later on regarding something we have not discussed, please let me know as well.

Literacy

I’m quite relaxed about this. As long as you give me enough context to respond to, I’m all set! Really for me it’s quality over quantity. Don’t stress so much on reaching a certain word count. Just have fun! With that being said, one-liners are typically lacking. So just keep that in mind! I personally tend to write around 12 paragraphs, but it varies. I just love details, okay? 🎃

Online Frequency

I work part time, so I just ask you be patient with me. My schedule is not set. If you ever feel I am not responding quick enough, feel free to send me a quick check-up message! I just ask for no spam if I don’t reply within the hour. Shit happens.

Characters/Plot

My muses are definitely Copia/Papa IV/Frater Imperator, but I am also versed in playing Dewdrop/Sodo. I very much enjoy playing Phantom as well. But I have pretty much played every Ghoul/Papa at this point. So, if you have a certain pairing you’re looking for, I can pretty much guarantee I can provide.

We can get more into plot later. I have so many shoved away depending on the pairing.

If you’re interested, send me a DM!

Looking forward to hearing from you.

Jude (he.him.his)🎃

[undyingghoul]

Hiya can I have a Sodo x reader request where he sneaks the reader into his room at the ministry to cuddle with him (maybe he’s just being v clingy that day) but maybe the other ghouls catch them n start teasing him but they still cuddle anyway

*rubs hands together like a fly* yes. --------

Pairing: Dewdrop x GN!Reader Warnings: Swearing Title: How'd That Work For Ya

Summary: Dewdrop thought he was being sneaky enough when he snuck you into his room to cuddle. Unfortunately, he was wrong, the other Ghouls totally saw it.

“(Y/n)?” Dewdrop asked, causing you to startle and yelp. “Good Lucifer almighty-” You gasped as you looked at Dewdrop and away from your studies. “Don’t do that to me!” You hissed at him, though he knew you weren’t actually mad. “Sorry, sorry- Accident, I promise,” Dewdrop said as he fidgeted with his fingers. “What do you need, hun?” You asked gently, standing up and holding his hands. “I wanted to cuddle… I miss you,” Dewdrop mumbled and you smiled. “Of course, we can cuddle,” You cooed and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Take me away.”

Dewdrop peeked his head into the hall before pulling you in and sneaking down it to his room, having to pass the main area on the way. The fire Ghoul thought he was quick enough to sneak you into his room but when you two passed the main area you were spotted by Swiss. Swiss chuckled mid-conversation with Aether and the quintessence Ghoul cocked his head to the side at it. “Little Dewdrop snuck a Sister in… Looks like the one he’s been around for the past couple of months, too,” Swiss explained to Aether and catching the attention of Rain and Mountain. “Oh, you mean (Y/n)! Yeah, they’re super nice and fun!” Rain chimed in with a wide smile. Swiss rolled his eyes a bit and stood up. “Let’s go pay them a visit, yeah?” Swiss suggested with a smirk. Aether nodded and stood up, leaving just Rain and Mountain. “Sure, I like (Y/n)!” Rain beamed and stood up. Mountain huffed and stood up as well, taking his place next to Rain.

The four Ghouls made their way to Dewdrop’s room and once arrived Swiss opened the door and leaned against the doorframe. “Aww, would you look at that! Little Dewdrop has a partner now,” He teased playfully. You and Dewdrop looked up and Dewdrop growled a bit, cursing himself for not being sneaky enough. Rain moved into the room and waved eagerly at you. “(Y/n)! Hi!” He bubbled and you smiled and waved back. “Hi, Rain!” You replied and waved to Mountain as well, getting a nod from him in response.

“Fuck off, Swiss,” Dewdrop huffed as he held you closer. “You know, I could tell Papa about this…” Swiss started, Aether resting his arm on Swiss’ shoulder and putting some weight on the multi-ghoul as he leaned on him. “Tell him what? That I have a Sibling in my room? That I love them, too? If that’s the game we’re gonna play I could easily tell on you as well, Swiss, I know you’ve got someone out there,” Dewdrop scoffed. Swiss shrugged his shoulders, brushing off that last part a bit. “Alright, fair enough, fair enough. But it’s still a wonder that you’ve got a partner!” Swiss mused. Dewdrop flipped him the bird and his tail curled around you. Swiss put a hand over his heart and faked hurt. “That hurts, Dewdrop,” He said as he pouted. “Get out you idiot,” Dewdrop rolled his eyes as the corners of his mouth just barely tugged upward.

“Let’s leave them be, Swiss, c’mon,” Rain said before slipping out of the room with Mountain following closely behind him. Swiss and Aether chuckled a bit before leaving as well, Aether having the decency to shut the door behind them.

You leaned on Dewdrop and hummed. “You’ll get a chance to get payback, don’t worry Dewy,” You reassured him as you pressed a kiss to his cheek. Dewdrop nuzzled into you and nodded. “I will definitely get my payback on them. I’ll make sure to give you every single detail,” He said. “But for now, let’s cuddle some more.”

[allexandrianrejects]

[ NIBBLE ] (from Sodo @w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l for whomever your lovely heart desires 💚)

[ NIBBLE ] ― your muse gently nibbles on my muse’s earlobe.

@w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l

Minthe wasn’t as confident in her abilities in summoning creatures from other realms. Most of her specialty lay in reanimating dead or animating inanimate objects. Still, like any good wizard, she wanted to learn more. She’d found scrolls to summon elementals, fey spirits… then soon enough, in her possession was a scroll to summon fiends. Writing the spell down for later, she then decided to try it. Of course, summoning a fiend wasn’t as easy, especially since it required a vial of blood. Even summoning a shadow spawn was easier, as she’d cried the tears required herself. Still, she took blood of her own body for her sacrifice, kneeling alone in a remote part of her aunt’s mansion, summoning the friend to prove she could.

She didn’t emote until she felt a body behind her own, not in the center of the summoning circle. There were hands on her body, barely hidden by a gauzy white nightgown, and there were sharp teeth nipping at her earlobe. This creature, no matter what sort of fiend it was, was hungry for energy, for a human’s willing body. …who was she to deny it? Grey eyes flickering back as she craned her head, she saw a vaguely masculine entity, one that both frightened and enticed her. “How eager, my friend. You are lucky you were pulled here for curiosity, not for battle.” Minthe gasped as he nibbled at her ear again. “Joe improper etiquette if you were summoned to vanquish my enemies.”

[schizografia]

Come potremo definire Carmelo Bene? Un regista con i piedi fermamente appoggiati sulle nuvole? Se non si ammira Jarry (o piuttosto la sua rabelesiana spietatezza), se non si ama Laforgue (o almeno la sua poetica demistificazione delle leggende letterarie, Amleto, Salomè, Andromeda etc…), se non si pensa che il teatro debba essere anche una dichiarazione di follia, inutile andare a vedere il suo spettacolo al Teatro delle Muse. Stavolta ha messo inscena, appunto, Salomè. Si tratta, ovviamente, della Salomè di Oscar Wilde. Anzi “di e da Oscar Wilde”. In realtà, Carmelo Bene ha tirato le sontuose coperte della tragedia dalla sua parte e ci ha dato piuttosto un Erode Antipa “con Salomè schiava d’amore”. Ma non importa. Contaminazione, chiarificazione, massacro di un testo celebre? Un po’ di tutto questo. Comunque Salomè è uno spettacolo che non lascia indifferenti. Ci ha persino svegliati. Nel breve giro di due ore siamo passati dall’ammirazione al sospetto, dalla sorpresa più eccitante al fondo del dubbio. […] Diciamo subito che l’inizio è inquietante, pieno di promesse. Immaginate il festino di Erode. Nella tragedia si intuisce che avvenga nell’attigua sala dei banchetti. Qui invece diventa una sorta di cocktail-party o di partouze, giovani invitati in frac coloro geranio o amarillo, alcune donnette scalze (le cortigiane), due soldati confidenziali e conniventi, che suonano anche la chitarra, tutti attorno a un mobile che può essere un bar o un altare alla Huysmans, tutti intenti a mescersi bibite in perfetta immobilità, a scambiarsi sorrisi soffusi di alta idiozia. Un grave silenzio pesa sulla scena, c’è l’ineffabile stanchezza dell’orgia portata alle sue conseguenza più letterarie. Erode si aggira da amabile padrone di casa, una coroncina di rose attorno al capo (i cocktail-party sono una forma di messa mondana, l’unico simposio che ci resta?) […] Questo preludio non sarebbe spiaciuto a Oscar Wilde e credo piacerà a J.R. Wilcock, se il poeta di Luoghi comuni va ancora a teatro. Come Oscar Wilde, Carmelo Bene potrebbe dre: “io resisto a tutto, ma non alle tentazioni”. E infatti non resiste a lungo. Non resiste alla tentazione di spingere questo giuoco un po’ affascinante, un po’ disperato oltre lo spirito della tragedia. Ecco Salomè bambina caratteriale (mi sembra ottima Rosabianca Scerrino) che strepita e si aggira sul palcoscenico come una gatta rauca, sessuale, petulante e irresistibile. Benissimo. Poi le cose prendono una piega meno rigorosa, col ritorno del profeta Johanaan. Costui è Franco Citti, l’attore pasoliniano. Parla in romanesco, no vuole ascoltare la lunga profferta amorosa di Salomè, dice battute comiche, urla, scompare, non lo vedremo più. E ci lascia nel dubbio che il regista abbia voluto dire: Questi sono i vostri profeti, teneteveli. Vanno e vengono dalla periferia. E queste sono le vostre Salomè, minorenni cocciute e libidinose. A tanto vi ha condotto il vostro squisito estetismo, anzi era qui che volevate arrivare: all’innocenza sporca. […] Insomma, una Salomè pestata, che vive in una dimensione diversa da quella immaginata dall’autore, come se il testo fosse andato perso da secoli, e gli attori se lo fossero tramandato oralmente, corrompendolo fino a perderne il significato. Quanto al pubblico…be’, al pubblico desideroso di istruirsi divertendosi, a questo nostro pubblico che ama tenersi al sodo e detesta la follia, una Salomè così conciata può fare l’effetto di uno scherzo insolente. Ma non è uno scherzo. Per intenderci meglio: detesto chi fa i baffi alla Gioconda, ma non ho niente da dire a chi la prende a pugnalate.

Ennio Flaiano

[blanchebees]

Hi there! I’m really really in love with your art of sodo/dewdrop, and I write him as a muse on Twitter(now ‘X’ I suppose). Would I be allowed to share a few pieces of your art of him over there with links back to your tumblr as references for how I picture him? I understand entirely if not, but I figure there is no harm in asking. Thank you for all of the beautiful content you provide us! 🖤✨--Stolas

Hey there! Thank you for appreciating my stuff and yes, i only allow links back to my posts :)

Thanks for reaching out ☺️

[carbo-ships]

Chapter XX

Beginning: Chapter I Previous: Chapter XIX

That night, after receiving hugs from Papa and several of the ghouls, Ardis accompanied Aether back to his room. He heard her quietly giggle to herself as he shut the door behind them. "What has you so amused?" he chuckled, turning to face her.

She gave him an embarrassed grin. "It's just, well, I was about to ask you to take your mask off, like I always do. But I suppose I don’t have to anymore, do I?”

Aether smiled. “Wait, is this your first night with me where I don't have my mask on?"

"Where I'm not blindfolded, at least,” she confirmed with a nod.

"Well, well, well," he purred, sauntering up to her. "We should celebrate this momentous occasion." His hands found her waist and tugged her closer. She giggled again, a bit flustered. When he leaned in to kiss her, she held his shoulders at arm's length. "What's wrong?" he asked, confusion evident on his face. She’d been so eager to receive his affection when she first arrived.

Ardis sighed, averting her gaze for a moment. "You know they're sending me here in hopes that I'll distract you all from your work, right?" she asked, her voice laced with guilt.

He chuckled. "I know,” he assured her. “Papa knows. We all know, cara, we just don't care. You're our guilty pleasure. And what would be more in line with Papa’s teachings than indulging in that? Now, come here."

That was enough to convince her. She raised herself onto her tiptoes and kissed him as his tail wrapped around her hips to pull her closer. When she pulled away, she cupped his face to delicately trace his features. It was strange to finally pair what she felt beneath her fingertips with what she saw before her. He held still for her, letting her get the awe out of her system.

"How about we get ready for bed so we can get cuddled up, hmm?" he suggested when she seemed satisfied. She agreed, and they made their way to the bathroom to complete their nightly routines.

As they stood beside each other, brushing their teeth at the sink, Ardis's gaze was drawn to just how sharp Aether's canines were. "What?" he asked when he caught her staring, his mouth full of toothpaste.

"Sorry, it's just been a while since I've actually noticed your fangs, I guess," she said. "They're hard to see when you have your mask on."

"Ah." He spit the toothpaste into the sink then hooked a finger under his lip to give her a better look. She stared with wide eyes, almost amazed. He chuckled a bit. She always seemed so fascinated by his ghoulish features – his tail, his horns, now his teeth. It was cute. He supposed he couldn't blame her. He often found himself admiring the gentle glow of her wings and halo. "You're going to give me an ego if you keep looking at me like that, you know."

"Well I think a girl should be allowed to stare at the man she's dating as much as she likes," she insisted.

"Alright, fair point." Dating. He liked hearing that out loud. When they were finished in the bathroom, they returned to his bedroom, said their prayers at the foot of his bed, and crawled under the covers. "I know I've probably said this ten times already, but it's so good to have you back," Aether said.

"It's good to be back. I only wish my visits overlapped with your rehearsal days," she mused. "I miss watching you all play."

He chuckled, flattered. "Are the concert videos not enough for you? There's plenty of them online."

"They never have your harmonies turned up loud enough," she admitted sheepishly. “And the camera’s usually pointed at Sodo anyway.”

"Aww, tesorina," he tutted. He’d forgotten how much she enjoyed his singing. "I'll sing for you any time you like, eh?"

"Careful," Ardis warned him with a giggle, "I'll abuse that offer."

"I encourage you to!” Aether insisted. “Go on, I'll even sing for you right now. What's your favorite song of ours?"

She became rather bashful. "Well, I… Oh, it's embarrassing, but I still really like Cirice."

“Cirice?” He looked at her skeptically. "Can you handle that?"

"Of course I can!" she scoffed with a laugh, seeming not to understand the implications of her request.

He brushed some of her hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. "You're asking me, to 'Cirice' you, in my bed, angel. I don't think you can."

She felt her cheeks warm. "Oh. Right. Okay, yeah, maybe not."

He smiled sympathetically. "Would Mary On A Cross be a safer selection for our first private serenade? We can work our way up to Cirice. I wouldn’t feel right making you quite that flustered. I’ve only just gotten you back.”

“I think that’s a much better idea,” she agreed. “Thank you.”

“Of course. Now, make yourself comfortable, cara,” he instructed. She rolled over to face away from him and snuggled back into his chest, letting him wrap his arms around her small waist. “What, too shy to look me in the eye?” he teased, and she admitted she was. “Alright, alright. Let’s see… Mary, yes?”

When he started to sing, his voice was quiet so as not to disturb the other ghouls down the hall. Ardis could feel his warm breath against her ear. She had to hold back a giggle of pure delight, not wanting to interrupt him. He struggled to reach some of the higher notes, singing as quietly as he was, but the gentle crack in his voice only made the moment feel more intimate. He was relieved when he reached the chorus, finally able to use his lower register. She nearly let out a dreamy sigh as she felt the vibrations in his chest radiate through her back. He tickled her stomach gently at the appropriate line and she finally lost her composure. Rolling over to face him with a dopey grin on her face, she gazed up at him in adoration for the remainder of the song.

“Mary on a…” Aether pressed a quick kiss to her forehead as the song reached its conclusion. “Cross.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at how much she was smiling. “Are you quite alright, tesoro?” he asked, cupping her cheek and caressing it gently with his thumb.

Ardis hugged him and nuzzled her face into his neck. He smiled, rubbing her back and pressing gentle kisses to her face until she finally dozed off in his arms.

Next: Chapter XXI

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It had only been three weeks since Terzo was pulled off stage. Sister Imperator and the Cardinal showed up not long after and everything since has been a disaster.

The ghouls and the Ministry adapt to a new headliner for Project Ghost while Terzo uncovers conspiracies running long and deep.

Read the full thing on A03, chapter 11 after the cut

Aether stepped back onto the mortal plane and felt like he brought the roar of the universe with him. He clung to his uniform and his silver mask desperately, even though being within the ghoul room made him itch to remove them. He snapped his tail and balled his hands into tight fists, glaring at the ghouls gathered—Sodo, Cirrus and Swiss, playing uno sans all human trappings.

“Someone is angry,” Cirrus pouted, eyes away from her game as she looked Aether up and down. 

“Do you need attention?” Sodo offered, half-joking and half-suggestive as he leaned back to view the bigger ghoul upside-down.

“Shut up,” Aether barked, mask finally dissolving as he sneered at his companions.

“Oh,” Swiss said, intrigued, as he laid his cards down, “it happened again, didn’t it?”

Aether crossed his arms over his chest and looked away. It took every molecule of self control for him not to stomp and throw a true tantrum. He very much wanted to.

“With Terzo?” Swiss pried, tilting his head to the side. He watched as Aether seemed to deflate, confirming the suspicion as he sunk into a large bean bag chair and covered his face.

Cirrus sighed and moved to stand behind Aether, rubbing his shoulders in as comforting a way as she could. She tried very, very hard not to announce ‘I told you so.’ She and Swiss did often warn the younger ghouls about getting into entanglements with singular souls—especially those they worked for. It did not usually end well.

Sodo stretched out and leaned back on his hands. He could sense the game was forgotten for the time being but he had little to offer in way of conversation. He watched as Swiss stood, tapping his chin in thought.

“I don’t recall things degrading so quickly last time,” Swiss mused. 

“They didn’t,” Sodo supplied, shrugging, “Secundo and Terzo transferred quickly and on good terms. Terzo’s binding was so efficient.”

“He studied,” Aether added quietly, rolling his head as instructed while Cirrus continued massaging.

“And this Copia has not,” Swiss shook his head. “They’re taking too long. She is making us wait on purpose.”

“Would she dare?” Cirrus glanced over briefly. The question was fully sincere; Cirrus would not put anything past that woman.

“I didn’t think so,” Swiss spoke again, hands now on his hips, “but she is vindictive. We’ve lost ghouls before to degrading, to failed Bindings. Either she has faith in this Cardinal for reasons unknown, or she wants us to slip away.”

Aether snapped his attention to Swiss at this. His eyes grew large and his lip quivered. He reached up and grabbed at his chest, doubling over. Cirrus stood up straight and glared at Swiss.

“Look what you did. You upset him.”

“Aether, what does it feel like?” Sodo asked, leaning towards the bigger ghoul. His tail wagged against the floor.

“It hurts,” Aether growled, not appreciating Sodo’s insensitivity. The small ghoul put his hands up and scooted away.

“It only hurts because you’re anima ligatum,” Swiss approached Aether slowly. The former lifted his head with a snarl. “Cirrus and I did warn you.”

“Would destroying something help you feel better, fratrem?” Cirrus broke between the glaring Aether and the grinning Swiss. Her words caught the attention of Swiss and Sodo quickly, Aether thought for a moment before nodding.

“There you go,” Cirrus chirped happily as she helped him stand. “I heard they’re holding a special senior service in the garden today. Nihil was wanting to preach sermon and this was the only way the Ministry would agree. He’ll probably need our help, don’t you think?”

Aether grabbed the back of Swiss’s materializing jacket as Cirrus and Sodo stepped through the planes to travel. Swiss turned to look curiously over his shoulder.

“Do you think… we’re really at risk of–” his words halted as Swiss lifted a hand.

“Honestly, yes, but it won’t do any good to think on it. There is no rhyme or reason to who goes or how quickly, if it even gets to that point. Just because you’ve degraded twice when the rest of us haven’t does not mean you’ll go first.” 

Aether’s eyes grew wide as Swiss fell back into the lower plane and vanished. The large ghoul wrung his hands together at his chest, paralyzed for a moment. He took in a calming breath and nodded to no one sadly, knowing Swiss was right. He stepped into the plane after his companions… fucking up Nihil’s day would definitely make him feel better.

[snaerror]

🧥 - For your muse to show/tell my muse about what costume they’re wearing for Halloween.

tw: esse post pode ser ofensivo ao cristianismo

tinha uma banda de rock, porque não só de funk vive o homem, que ice gostava, eles se chamavam ghost e pareciam ter a energia caótica de halloween town mesmo que no mundo non-maj. ❪ eu até pensei em ser um dos papas. ❫ era um dos personagens no show como se tudo não passasse de uma peça teatral de um culto satânico. ❪ pra fazer as pessoas se ajoelharem pra rezar sabe? ❫ ele completou para garantir que o long fosse entender a referencia mesmo não conhecendo a banda. ❪ mas eu gosto muito do sodo. ❫ mas talvez fosse melhor não explicar o porque, já tinha tentado corromper zhao e o yuzi tinha cara de neném demais pra saber aquelas coisas. ❪ e continuou conseguindo testar minha tese de que consigo ser um tremendo gosto mesmo usando mascara e todo tampado. ❫ ninguém o reconheceria também o que seria interessante. 

[satelitis]

OKAY SO BASICALLY

Ghost is a silly little band with 8-9ish ppl????? i think?????? i have bad memory,,, their whole schpeel is theyre “satanists” (heavy air quotes theyre not actually evil its a bit kinda au thingy) and they spread messages through theyre AMAZING songs

theres papa emeritus IV, or copia, which is the most recent papa!!! theres formerly papa emeritus 0 or nihil, papa II or secondo (looks like pitbull tbh), and papa III— aka the hot one..

theres also the ghouls and ghoulettes!!! they do instruments and background vocals. theres swiss/multi (MY FAV!!!!) he does background vocals and othet stuff i think (again, bad memory), dewdrop/sodo, i think he does main guitar but im not sure, theres rain, he does bass guitar i think???? theres mountain, he plays the drums, and phantom! he also does guitar :)) then theres cirrus!! she, cumulus, and aurora are known as ghoulettes. cirrus does the keyboard/keytar, cumulus does backing vocals and i believe that aurora does too

phantom and aurora are the newest members of the band, they recently replaced a ghoul named aether and a ghoulette named sunshine!!

im not a huge music guy so idk who plays which guitar but ill do some research and lyk!!!!!!

omg omg omg?? that’s honestly so cool!! i’ve only heard like a couple of songs by ghost and i saw an edit of one of the members i think the papa III or IV and it was him at a baseball game edited to supermassive black hole by muse and i was actually foaming at the mouth 🤭🤭🤭 but that’s so cool that they have this whole lore and everything?? ALDO PLS DO LMK i love hearing abt my favs , favs <333

[sperlova-art]

Love Per's appreciation posts

[magpiewithacamera]

My grandmother always had a big ‘thing’ about finishing anything you were working on within the year you started it. The week between Christmas and New Years was full of her crocheting, knitting and sewing as she finished projects quickly. I remember probably about 1971 hurrying to finish a sewed ragdoll, sitting next to her on the couch, as we drank ginger ale and watched the shenanigans in Times Square on the old b&w zenith TV.

I’m going to finish something now, if y’all don’t mind.

These are my friends, who died in this past year. And I said their names at the fountain this month, but I want somebody to know them, to at least know they existed.

First. Saeb. Amazing person. An author. He sold his stories on the street. Like, can you imagine the BRAVERY to stop a stranger, thrust a stapled packet into their hands, and ask them to not only READ your work, in FRONT of you, but then give you “whatever you think it’s worth” as payment?

He was the bravest man I’ve ever met. He died in June. Had a stroke in police custody.

~~

Second. Auntie or Annie. Never sure, she spoke a bit mumbled. The pup’s name was Fifi, tho. That much I do know. She was a crackerjack. Lived in a broken down RV in SoDo. Died because the visiting nurse program she relied on was cut back due to the virus. She wasn’t found for over a week. Fifi died with her, or well, more likely, sometime after her.

I miss you, Annie, and I’m so sorry I never took the time to get to know you better. A 75 year old living on the margins. I’m sure she had an amazing story.

~~

Third. Derek. Busked at the Center. He told me he’d been ‘up and down the world’, sticking mostly to the coasts, for twenty some years. He was always ‘just a week’ away from joining a band, going into rehab, finding an apartment. The first time I met him, he gave me his coat against the cold, it was an April morning and it was foggy and miserable. He was playing ‘warm up’ at 8 am. Another busker there was playing the saw, and the combination of that unearthly sound and his acoustic strumming was magical.

He died in a tent because he couldn’t get admitted for a septic infection of his heart muscle without a ‘current covid test’. He had no car and no way to get to the testing center, early days, it was in Kirkland. He died the day I watched a video of nurses happily doing the ‘safety dance’ to show people how to wear masks. He died alone. Nobody was singing for him.

~~

Fourth. James. He was a flower child born 30 years too late. His smile would light up a room. He played Hendrix for me one night down on the Waterfront on a broken guitar with only 4 strings and he slayed it. His life was always a little psychadelic. He traveled with Roxy, his pup and muse, who used to sleep on my backpack while I listened, talked, took pictures. He told me once “Get good shots, I want my dad to see them someday when I’m famous”. He never told me his dad’s email, though.

You’re famous now, bro. Fly high. Died in July, of an overdose. Intentional? Accidental? No one knows. He was alone.

~~

Fifth. Jose. Had a radar connection to me by some weird Seattle magic. He would show up abruptly at my side nights when I walked through Pioneer Square. “Little Miss, don’t be alone here after dark, please!” No matter how many times I told him I wasn’t afraid, he’d walk with me, bumming cigarettes and cracking bad jokes. The last time I saw him, he was so happy and excited, he’d gotten his license to sell the Real Change. Was going to make enough money to get a room, he said.

Died in July also. Probably overdosed, maybe his heart. He wasn’t found until August, the heat had changed things a bit.

~~

Sixth. Azzy. They were special. Always wore a scarf with stars on it. Lugged a bass around, read tarot cards, composed street poetry and gave ‘advice to the lovelorn’. So brave and so proud and so very free.

Dead of an overdose. Probably accidental. Fentanyl was going around.

I miss you, Azzy. You were the best.

~~

These are the casualties of this year. A year where we closed out the poor and the disenfranchised and Amazon made $2billion in the first two weeks of the pandemic and nurses danced in empty ICUs and politicians argued if $600 wouldn’t make all these poor people lazy.

A year when the last 5 photos I sold were used for friends’ memorials.

A year when I cut a lot of people out of my life because when I cried for my friends I was being melodramatic and ‘didn’t understand’.

There are more, there’s Chastity, and Drummar (who played with James down on the waterfront) and there’s Li’l and the Mayor of Belltown (who could free form recite verse - in proper iambic pentameter, no less - for $10 or $5 or a cigarette). There’s Slim who fixed bikes up in Fremont and Marda who sat with friends through bad trips.

And nobody cares, and that hurts. A lot.

So tonight, when you go ‘hurrah! out with the old year!’ i want you to take a look around and see the empty spaces in the crowds, the same ones I see, where beautiful stars used to shine.

And for the love of god, let’s stop letting each other die. Please.

Happy new year all, may whatever gods there are have mercy on us all.

[undyingghoul]

Sodo x reader 18+ plz where the reader wakes him up with a blow job and he’s a moaning mess because no one has ever done that for him before despite him being the sinful ghoul he is

ohohoho, this is a golden idea anon!! you've got some good ideas up in that mind of yours -------- THIS FIC CONTAINS SMUT. MINORS DNI. Pairing: Dewdrop x GN!Reader Warnings: SMUT, slight somnophilia, blowjobs Title: Wake-up Call Summary: Dewdrop had always been down to trying new things and he gave you his explicit permission to do pretty much anything and everything to him. And one morning, you did try something new.

Dewdrop was always suggesting something new for you two to try in bed. Sometimes it was wild things and sometimes it was mild. Early on in the relationship, he had given you his explicit permission to do pretty much anything and everything to him. You had never put that permission to use until you woke up one morning with a brilliant idea. As soon as you woke up, the idea hit you. You had your head on his chest and you could see the tent in his sweats and his body felt hot. You slowly sat up and crawled down, straddling his legs carefully. You knew Dewdrop was a pretty heavy sleeper but you still were careful. You hooked your fingers around the band of his shorts and pulled them down, the fact that he wasn’t wearing boxers didn’t surprise you. His cock sprung free and fell against his stomach, gently taking him in your hand and testing the waters with a few kitten licks. When he didn’t have a reaction besides some soft growls you proceeded with your plan. You licked a stripe up his cock, starting at the base, going up the shaft, and over the head before you took him into your mouth. You slowly bobbed your head and took as much of him as you could while your hand pumped what couldn’t fit. Dewdrop started to move and groan softly, slowly starting to wake up from his slumber by your little act. You moaned against him and he let out a deep growl. You stopped for a second to see if he’d wake up. When he didn’t you continued your actions. Minutes passed and you moaned around him again and this time his eyes fluttering open as his head rolled to the side and lifted up to look at you. If he was ever tired all traces of it left once he saw you sucking him off. “Satanas loves me… Don’t stop,” He breathed as he propped himself up a bit and grabbed a fistful of your hair. You looked up at him as you bobbed your head faster, your tongue swirling over the head of his cock a few times that made Dewdrop shiver and moan. He thrust his hips into your mouth a bit and hit the back of your throat, making you cough a bit as drool dribbled down from the corners of your mouth. You focused harder and soon adjusted, removing your hand as you took his full length into your mouth. Dewdrop’s back arched and he let out another moan as you continued to deepthroat him, bringing your head up to his tip and then all the way back down to his base. “Fuck, just like that!” He gasped, thrusting into your mouth more as he chased his high. He held your hair tighter and you eventually stopped bobbing your head, letting him fuck your face instead as he became a whimpering and moaning mess Without a single warning Dewdrop pushed your head down on him further and came down your throat with a strangled sob, his other hand coming up to push down on his other hand. You did your best to swallow every drop but some dripped down your chin and the corners of your mouth. Dewdrop panted heavily and pulled your head up, letting go of your hair and bringing you close to him to trap you in a kiss, tasting himself in it and letting out a deep rumble. He held the kiss for a few moments before pulling back and licking his lips with a chuckle. “Good morning to you as well, my love. What an amazing wake-up call I must say,” He mused. You smiled proudly and he flipped your positions so you were under him with your back to the bed. “Now… Let me return the favor for you.”