#sodo x gn!reader

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𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

Inspired by this video and TikTok audio. I just wanted to get out my headcanons about what would happen if you tried that on the ghouls, Copia, and definitely totally a sibling of sin Mary Goore. I will do a separate one for the ghoulettes too, I promise! Also this isn't proofread because we die like men (also I bashed all this out straight onto tumblr rather than in a word document like I usually do oops)

There's no smut in this, but it is suggestive so minors please DNI or I'm going to pull a Copia and shart in your car.

The two of you had been flirting for two or so months now, the tension between you both growing gradually as time went on. In the greatest of wisdom one could only be bestowed in the early hours of the morning, you decided that you had enough of the silly games. You both wanted each other and you knew you had feelings for them but you also were aware of the fact that they were enjoying this back and forth too much to end it any time soon. So, you were going to take matters into your own hands.

The next day, you sought them out at the place you knew you could usually find them. They raised their hand in greeting when they saw you, but you gave them no chance to say anything as you pushed them up against the nearest surface and pinned them their, a thigh between their legs and one of your hands grasping their chin to make eye contact.

"That's it," you hummed with a smile as you pressed in closer to them. "Yes, this is perfect. You just keep looking at me with those pretty eyes. Don't take your eyes off of me."

𝐒𝐨𝐝𝐨

While you weren't unwelcome in the underground dens, Sodo hadn't expected to see you today. Not that he was complaining, of course. Seeing you and getting to enjoy the thrill of your back and forth flirting was his favourite part of the day, but this? Being pushed up against the kitchen counter as you commanded his attention made a flush of heat run through him at the thoughts of what else he'd like you to do to him in here. Anyone could walk in at any moment, and that just made the moment all the more delicious.

The fire ghoul's tail wrapped around your leg as his clawed hands settled on your hips. "Only if you keep looking at me like that, sugar. You might even get a kiss out of me if you lean in just a little bit closer."

He thought he got you at first, the cogs turning in your head practically visible on your face. He couldn't help but inhale your intoxicating scent - a mix of your shampoo and excitement - when you began to close the gap. Just as he was about to press his lips against yours, you moved to speak into his ear.

"Why don't we take this somewhere a little more... private? If you're down for that."

Sodo grinned as he lifted you and began to carry you towards his room, your legs wrapped around his hips and the two of you barely making it in before he attacked your lips and locked the door behind you both.

𝐀𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

To say Aether was shocked would be an understatement. He gazed into your eyes just as you commanded, your words repeating in his head as he tried to process what was going on. It wasn't that he thought you were shy or anything like that - quite the opposite in fact. It had just never crossed his mind that you could be so forward.

It also hadn't crossed his mind how hot he'd find it.

You let out a quiet gasp when one of his hands reached round to rest on your ass, his thumb caressing back and forth as he pushed you into him. Your noses touched as neither one of you dared to look away. The quintessence ghoul felt the shift in your mood from confident and mischievous to aroused and he purred.

"What's brought this on, angel? Hm?" he asked, his voice low as his warm breath fanned against your lower face.

"Huh?" You blinked at him and he chuckled.

"What? Lost for words? Where's all that boldness from a moment ago gone? It suits you."

He relished the smirk that appeared, already hoping he'd get to see more of that more dominant side of you.

"Maybe if you weren't feeling me up and looking at me like you're about to bend me over a table I'd be able to think straight," you replied.

He quirked an eyebrow at you. "Maybe I don't want you to think about anything other than me. How does that sound?"

Your tongue brushed against his lower lip and he shuddered. "I think that sounds perfect."

As you pulled him towards his room, he couldn't help but mentally curse at how tightly you unknowingly had him wrapped around your little finger.

𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧

The first thought that round through Rain's head the moment you pinned him against the tree by the lakeside was oh. While he may have come out of his shell more over the past few years, he was still one of the more reserved ghouls at the ministry. He hadn't considered that he'd ever be in this position with you, worried that your flirting was just you being nice to him, so now he was ill-prepared for how to react if you pushed him up against something and made your interest in him so clear.

"What's wrong, Rainy?" you asked, tone lightly teasing. "Cat got your tongue?"

The water ghoul ran one of his hands through his hair as he exhaled, trying to calm down and not appear as flustered as he felt. "I wanna kiss you."

Immediately, Rain's eyes widened and he hid his face behind his hands. That was not what he'd meant to say. Now you were going to laugh at him and look at him funny and think he was weird. Great! Maybe if he wished really hard, Mountain would make a hole appear beneath him and he would vanish forever so he wouldn't have to live down the embarrassment.

"Hey, there's nothing to be ashamed of! Please don't hide from me," you cooed, trying to gently pull his hands away so you could look at him.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say that. I mean, I did mean what I said. I just -"

"No need to apologise, Rainy. Please let me see you. I'm not going to laugh or think you're creepy or anything like that, I promise."

After a moment to collect himself, the ghoul dropped his hands. They were immediately replaced by yours as you placed a gentle kiss on his lips, making him blush.

"That wasn't so bad, was it? Come on, let's go sit down by the lake and we can talk."

Relieved, Rain nodded and allowed you to pull him over to the lakeside.

𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧

"You think my eyes are pretty?" Mountain asked, completely unfazed by the fact that you'd managed to pin him against the wall of the practice room. No, instead it was your words that struck him more. He was used to hearing other siblings of sin talk about how much they loved the colourful glowing eyes of the other ghouls. He was happy to be the only ghoul with eyes that didn't glow, but he sometimes felt that his eyes weren't as attractive or interesting to them because of this.

You couldn't help but laugh in surprise. "I... Mountain, I literally just pushed you up against a wall and laid it on as thick as I could and you're focused on the part about your eyes?"

When you said it out loud, he had to chuckle. "I suppose when you put it like that..."

As he trailed off, he reached up to cup the side of your face with one hand while the other rested on your shoulder. Just as you asked, he didn't take his eyes off yours for a moment. He took in every fleck of colour in your irises, every eyelash, every detail he could.

"Nobody has ever told me they think my eyes are pretty before. You're the first."

You grinned in response. "Your eyes are the prettiest out of all of them. They're so different to the others. Don't get me wrong, their eyes are interesting, but there's only so much glowing orbs in the middle of the night I can handle, you know? Your eyes are calming. They feel like home."

The earth ghoul felt himself blush. He'd admittedly never thought of that before. As an earth ghoul, his eyes didn't glow because of how accustomed he was to hunting outside and trying to blend in so he wouldn't chase away his prey. He assumed that you would find his eyes to be boring because of that.

You snapped him out of his thoughts when you turned your head to kiss the palm of his hand, finally breaking eye contact.

"Why don't we go head back to the dens? And I'll tell you all about everything else I find pretty about you."

With a hum and a kiss to your forehead, Mountain led the way, a fluttering in his stomach as you intertwined your fingers with his.

𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐬

Heart thudding, Swiss forced himself not to just spill all the filthy words he wanted to say to you. He was used to being the more dominant one in relationships, always taking control and being the one to make others flustered with just a few words. Now, however, he found that he enjoyed the control being taken away form him a lot more than he originally believed. So much so, that he had to shift his position a little so that his erection wouldn't be so obvious to people walking past you both in the corridor.

"Mm, someone's feeling obedient today," you commented, smirking as you noticed him changing the way he was stood up against the wall.

"Hey, I'm always good and obedient! Just ask Papa," the multi-ghoul replied, feigning offence.

You leaned in ever so slightly, reveling in the way his breath hitched for a moment. "That's not what I've heard."

"Oh yeah? And what's that then?"

Swiss' eyes rolled into the back of his head when your lips brushed against his ear. He could smell how much you enjoyed taking charge, picking up on your feeling of satisfaction and the rush it gave you. He may not have as strong a sway over emotions as Aether did, but he could still feel everything you were feeling when you were pressed up against him like that.

"Rumour has it that Swiss likes to be a brat for Papa and doesn't like being told what to do. Is that true?"

Fuck, the way you teased him had his head swimming. "Shit, maybe. Would that be so bad?"

Relief washed through the ghoul when you leaned back, though he felt a knot form in his stomach when your thumb tugged on his bottom lip.

"Why don't you take me back to your room and I'll show you how much I hate brats that don't know their place."

He didn't know if you were just saying that because you'd figured out that he liked being treated like a naughty brat, but he certainly wasn't going to waist time complaining.

𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐚

The best way to describe Copia in that moment was a beautiful, stuttering, breathless mess. Still in his Papal robes and his smudged paint from the night before, his hands gripped onto the shelves of the bookcase behind him. He hadn't expected you to come seek him out in the library, especially not before morning mass, and he was feeling conflicted about how to react. Depending on his reaction, he could end up ruining whatever the two of you had or take things past the point of return and he wasn't sure which would be better or worse.

"You're overthinking again," you stated, taking in the way his chest rose and fell with shallow breaths.

"I am not," he retorted, trying and failing to sound casual about it.

You sighed. "That wasn't very consisting, Copia. Would you like to try that again?"

The way you said his name made him want to fall to his knees before you. How did you make it sound so good coming from your lips? He hated it when other people called him that while playing the role of Papa, yet when you did it it sounded so right. So sinful.

Fuck, he was in deep shit here.

Copia's voice wavered. "Why do you have to make me feel like this, eh? What black magic is this?"

"If I'm making you uncomfortable we can drop it and pretend this didn't happen," you said, letting go of his chin and starting to back away.

You gasped when he grabbed hold of your hips, moving you back into position. "Oh no, you don't get to run away after that display. I am not uncomfortable, just... unsure."

"Ah. Because you're Papa, and I'm in a position beneath you."

"Satanas, the way you say these things! I just worry about ruining what we have by making the wrong move. That's all."

You didn't need his face to be bare to tell he was blushing, the tips of his ears reddening. Smiling, you rested your hands on his chest and kissed him, not caring if his paint transferred to your lips.

"Why don't we just take it a day at a time and figure this out together? It doesn't have to be anything more or less than what we want it to be."

Copia couldn't help but feel reassured at your words, nodding in agreement and basking in the way you beamed back at him.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞

"Shit, babe, you know how to make a dead guy's blood start pumping again," he joked, hands resting firmly on your hips to stop you moving away. His little hiding spot inside the booth after confession had become a place for the two of you to hang out as of late, but the two of you had never been so close in proximity with this much sexual tension before.

He wouldn't have been opposed to having a little fumble in here.

You scoffed. "You're not dead yet, Mare. As much as you like to say vampires are dead, the fact I hear your heartbeat every time you fall asleep in my room says otherwise."

He rolled his eyes. "One day you'll actually play along with me. I thought people ate up that Twilight sparkly dead vampire shit."

"Oh yeah, because everyone wants to Creep-o Cullen with his weird habit of breaking into a seventeen year-old girl's room to stare at her while she sleeps. No thank you."

Mary laughed at that, his thumbs rubbing back and forth over your clothed waist. "Don't think that I don't know you watch me when I drift off in your room. You're just as bad as him."

He watched you bite your lip and wanted nothing more than to do that himself. Maybe even draw some blood if he bit hard enough. He didn't know if you'd be into that, but if you were into him and all his weird eccentricities then he was willing to bet you'd enjoy it just as much as he did.

"You know," you teased, "vaguely insulting me isn't the way to get into my pants. Or anyone's pants for that matter. Well, maybe Swiss' or Sodo's. They both seem like they'd like the arguing and degradation."

Mary hummed, dragging you closer so that your chest was pressed against his. "What about compliments and praise then? You've been such a good sibling of sin, haven't you? So good I could drag you away somewhere and have my way with you. Would you like that?"

Silence filled the confession booth for a moment before you burst into laughter, making him pout in irritation.

"Wow. Okay, Mare. First of all, thanks for the praise because that is actually kinda hot. But was that really the best compliment you could come up with? 'You're so good that I want to fuck you'?"

He tutted, tilting his head back to hit the wood. "Shut up. It's not my fault I can practically smell how horny you are."

You smacked his chest with a giggle. "Like your dick isn't pressing against my thigh right now, hypocrite."

Mary smiled, ducking his head to suck your bottom lip into his mouth and graze his teeth against it.

"Maybe I'm a hypocrite, but you love it all the same."

[inkrabbit]

Can I request a Sodo ghoul x reader fanfic where idk maybe they wake up early and have to go to something or Sodo does but he’s so comfy cuddled up with the reader he doesn’t wanna move

The alarm you had set on your phone is what wakes you up, that annoying melody ruining whatever dream you were in. Your movements are slow as you tap over the top of the bed, finally hitting your phone and swiping the icon so the alarm shuts off. It’s too early for this. Why did you let Sodo talk you into staying up to watch one more episode? You knew it was never just “one more episode” because you would say the exact same lie right after the one you two watched had ended. His laptop is still on the bed a few inches away from the edge. You’re surprised one of you hadn’t kicked it off in the middle of the night.

“Alright, time to get up,” you yawn out. Sodo’s still got his face buried in your neck, his hair covering his face. “I know you can hear me.”

“Mm...” Still, he only moves closer to you, nuzzling his nose against your skin. “Just five more minutes.”

“You know it’s never “five more minutes” with you.” You try to move and get up. That normally works. Without you in bed, Sodo’s more inclined to start getting dressed. But this morning is different and his hold around your waist tightens, caging you against his chest. You should’ve known this was going to happen.

“No.” He sounds like a child, pouting when you turn to look at him. He gives you just enough room so you can turn over, that pout turning into a smile when you settle down next to him. You bring a hand up, running it through his hair and ridding him of any knots that snag your fingers.

“You have practice, and I have duties I gotta get to,” you tell him softly.

“C’mon, just a little longer. I’m happy right where I am right now.” His lips press against yours, one of his hands sliding down, fingers curling underneath the back of your thigh and pulling it over his waist. You know what he’s doing and you hate that it’s working. Every touch and every kiss is so soft, a stark contrast to his normal demeanor.

“You’re insufferable.” And still, you let him kiss down your jaw and to your neck. It’s not the same hot, open-mouthed kisses you’re familiar with. They’re still soft, butterfly kisses that make your heart flutter.

“We got time,” he tells you softly. “Dunno why you always worry.”

“I’m worried we’re gonna be late and get in trouble.” He lets out a soft hum, but he doesn’t make any moves to get up. His lips still travel across any skin he can find, and all the while your hands run through his long hair.

You finally roll him over, straddling his waist. That smile he gives you is so genuine, like he’s actually won as he holds onto your waist. You keep your hands planted on his chest as you lean down, and the kiss you drag him into is heavy. It’s enough to draw him in and keep him distracted, that soft little groan from him ringing in your ears.

And just like that, you pull back, the poor ghoul still trying to chase you as you swing your leg over and slowly get off the bed. He looks like a deer caught in headlights for a moment, lips parted as he stares at you.

“C’mon. We gotta get up.” You smile when he just lets out a whine, rubbing his face.

“Fine. You win.” He slowly when he finally sits up and you move back so he can swing his legs over the edge of the bed to stand. Still, he wraps an arm around your waist and draws you flush against him, nose brushing against yours as he gets close to your face. “But I expect some extra attention throughout the day.”

“I’ll see if I can make time for you.” He gives you one last kiss before he lets you go. You take your time getting ready, picking your clothes out from underneath Sodo’s.

“Hey.” You let out a hum as you hear his voice. He stands behind you, holding that signature inverted pentacle necklace by its chain. There’s a small smile on his face as he holds it out to you.

“You want me to wear that?” you ask softly. It was something you had never seen off of him, claiming it was for good luck. Still, he rolls his eyes.

“No, I want you to look at how pretty it is,” he scoffs. “Yes, I want you to wear it!”

“What about you?”

“I’m a big ghoul. I’ll be fine.” He looks you up and down. “Really… I just wanna see you wear it. Just for today.”

You can’t keep yourself from smiling as you finally give in. He hooks the chain around your neck for you, turning you so he can admire it.

“Think it looks better on you,” he tells you softly, but he smiles against your lips when you bring him in for another kiss.

“I’ll take good care of it,” you promise. He mumbles out a soft “I know” before he leaves you alone to get ready.

Though you did miss being in the arms of your ghoul, you had to admit: everything was going right today. One of the nicer siblings helped you with your duties, and the new part you had to study had come as almost second nature. You had hoped Sodo was having a good day like you were.

Until your phone went off and you saw the screen lit up with the message.

Sodo: I BROKE 3 OF MY STRINGS IN LIKE 5MIN

[shinnyscats]

!¡ Scenario Swiss

Versión Esp aquí !

A wave of excited screams rises from the audience. Sweat trickles down the back of your neck, evidencing the energy you had put into the show.

The lights come on and you see how the other Ghouls begin to approach the edge of the stage to greet the fans. You don't stay behind and decide to get down from your platform to meet and joke with fans, where you dedicate some smiles and kisses that make the audience scream, which took pictures and recorded videos that you would soon see in forums.

Some fans would start pointing at you. You laugh, not knowing what they were referring to, although you soon realize what they were pointing at, or rather say, who they were pointing at.

You feel two forearms resting on your shoulders, generating enough pressure for you to fall and sit on your knees. You turn your head as best as you can and meet with Swiss's bright smile, who was looking at you with eyes that silently communicated that he was going to annoy you. He always transmitted that irritating message.

Without getting off of you, he grabs your mask tightly and pulls it close to his face. Without warning, you receive a long lick on the left side of your mask. Furrowing your eyebrows, your shoulder nimbly seeks his weak spot in his abdomen to free yourself, but it was too late. Your mask was left with drool, and fans stretched out their cell phones as they recorded everything that happened and screamed in excitement. The Ghouls that saw the act burst out laughing, and at the same time Copia turned to look at the audience with a disappointed expression, disgusted by the Ghoul's actions.

Swiss quickly gets up and walks away wanting to escape another blow. His laughter manifesting as it came out of his mouth as he waved to fans. You were going to return it to him, and you would show no mercy….

[popiastar]

Hello there!

I like your fics. ⭐️⭐️ and I really like mountain! He’s very tall, and I think he’s very sweet. 🥰 he deserves more love.

Could I request him and maybe the other ghouls like sodo/dewdrop idk, with an SO that loves baking? Like cakes and pastries.

thank you so much! ✨

true, he deserves it more and more! mountain is our baby giant and your request is lovely 🥺 besides dew i chose phantom, hope you don't mind it ✨

❗info: gn!reader, reader have a lot of patience, mountain very good at decoration, dewdrop more like at tasting food and read the recipe, phantom thinks reader is a magician

⛰️ mountain

- he likes when you put your apron on, his heart melted

- mountain is your second chef

- sometimes you have to correct him because he uses so much strength

- he's a drummer, probably tapping the counter with every crockery while you mix ingredients

- your focused face literally get him more in love with you

- "... oven at 180° degrees celsius for 30 min- hold on, we have the flames of hell is not the same?"

- you have to explain that the cakes or pastries might burn

- so surprised when you use food color, the cream doesn't seem cream anymore!

- king of decoration, sugar flowers put in chromatic scale

- when you are done, mountain proudly claps at you and compliments your skill in front of everyone (even inanimate objects)

🔥 dewdrop/sodo

- him and kitchen in the same phrase is a big no no

- the first time you tried to let him cook he burned the cranberries, broke the blender, swapt salt for sugar, etc.

- dew became your assistant, an important job as well

- the determination, passion and fire he read in your eyes make him think how beautiful you are

- basically dew just stands there and ordering you what you have to do and arguing

- "this fucking recipe says you have to SEPARATE the yolk to the white in two DIFFERENT bowl and you didn't! read it yourself, you were wrong!"

- he just read the part you did at the beginning while he tasted biscuits

- dew imitate your tone after you tell him

- you make a mini cake just for him and he get not-very-secretly red

- compliments are not for him, he just say it's not bad... remarking because you follow his orders

👻 phantom

- phantom doesn't even know how to cook an egg

- cooking/baking=magic

- he gifts you an apron that say "magician of my heart"

- following every single move you make, adoration written on his face

- recipes book aka spellbook

- "what potion is it? where did you find this dusty thing?"

- you have to explain him over and over again that the dusty thing is flour and you find it at the supermarket

- now he thinks the supermarket have a space for witchy stuff

- hands on his hips because is impatient while pastries are on the oven

- everytime phantom eats your pastries or cakes he tells to the ghouls that he's on your spell

[a-lonely-little-phantasm]

Day 2: Viewed Masturbation

Victim: Sodo

Gn!reader x Sodo

@kirbybean @shadowdreamer22

Parts are not described.

It really had been a rough day. Getting tossed between Imperator and Saltarian like a doll, and flopping onto your bed when you got to your quarters. Somehow, that ended in burying your knuckles in between your thighs. Curling up, and pulling back out with a squelch. The sound alone was filthy, but your moans were filthier. Let alone the fact you were screaming someone’s name. A Ghoul you wish could stuff you full. The guitarist, with the white horns. Years of watching him play from backstage, sending reports to Sister about the tours. You just wanted his hands to be inside you so bad. You were thinking about how deep he could get inside you, and how deep his-

“Fuck are you yellin’ my name for?”

It was Sodo. You can barely muster a word out before your door is open, and he stands their mouth agape.

“Well..That’s new.”

He chokes out, shutting the door behind him.

“But not unwelcome. Mind if I watch?”

He asks so casually, and you can’t help but nod. He takes a seat in a chair by the bed, watching as you painstakingly removed your hands from your hole.

“Ah- Ah. Don’t give up now, lovely.”

He eggs you on, his hand resting on his dick.

As he says, you think. You shove two fingers back in, the stretch familiar but filling. In a quick but deep fashion, your fingers reach the spongy spot of your walls. He groans as he watches your hips buck into your fingers, palming his hardening cock as he watches.

It’s astounding to you, hearing the guitarist get himself off watching you fuck yourself. You reach your other hand down, teasing at yourself before he stops you with his hand.

“Why don’t we get you some proper care, yeah?”

[xximperioxx]

Call It What You Want

Phantom Ghoul x GN! Reader

Word count: 2k

Warnings: a lil spicy (I couldn’t help myself)

Note: ITS BEEN SO LONG IM SO SORRY. Seeing ghost on Saturday really got me in the mood to write again. For my man phantom. I listened to Call It What You Want by Taylor Swift while writing this. I’m a bit rusty since it’s been a bit so I apologize in advance but please enjoy 🖤🖤

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You sat by yourself in the cafeteria with a book in your hand and a coffee in the other. It was one of those cheesy smutty-romance novels you couldn’t help but love. Maybe it was because you are in a desperate need of some romance yourself after your last relationship went downhill or maybe it was a great distraction. All of your so-called friends took his side of the breakup and left you in the dust. You couldn’t help but feel lonely sometimes but books were a saving grace.

Your face remained stoic as you read, getting lost in the words in front of you.

His fingers trace the shape of her body as her breath hitches. Stopping at the edge of her panties and gives her a smirk before he brings his mouth close and brings the fabric down with his teeth. She lets out a breathy moan as she feels his teeth grazing against her ski-

“Whatcha reading?”

A shriek escapes your lips and the book falls into your lap. You quickly cover your mouth at the noise you made. Heat radiates off your cheeks as you look up and see a ghoul. Your reflection staring back at you in the goggles of his mask.

You gape at him for a minute and remember he said something. He stares back in an almost giddy manner Slowly bringing your hand down from your mouth, “W-what?”

He grins sheepishly, “Your book,” he nods to your lap, “I was wondering what you were reading.”

Your blush returns and you wave it off, “oh, just some silly little romance novel.”

His grin turns into a teasing smile, “Sureee, that’s why you dropped it so fast.”

“You scared me!” You try to defend yourself but fail as a small smile fights through. His grin grows bigger and so does yours.

“I’m (Y/N),”

He stares at your hand in front of him. He places his in yours and shakes it slowly.

“Phantom.”

Your eyes glance behind him to see his tail waving in excitement. “You’re the new ghoul Papa summoned for the band, right?”

He grows shy, “Y-yeah.”

You sense his uneasiness and give him a gentle smile, “Well, I’m excited to see you play.”

His face lights up, “Really?” You nod and he grows excited, “I have been practicing with Sodo and I’m getting really good!”

You check the time and your eyes widen as you realize you're late for a meeting with Primo. You stand up and grab your book and coffee. “I’m really sorry, I have a meeting wit-”

Phantom grabs your wrist to stop you, “Do you think maybe I can play for you sometime?”

You’re surprised. An invitation to hang out with someone? It’s been so long. You give him a happy nod.

He jumps up, “Great!”

You begin to walk away before you turn around and give the ghoul one last smile, “It was nice to meet you, Phantom!”

His tail begins to wave back and forth in excitement as he gives you a wave goodbye.

Sodo stands next to him, getting hit with Phantom’s tail. He gives a shove to his side, “Cut it out.”

“Sorry.” Phantom gives him a sheepish grin.

“We got to work on that.”

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You and Phantom continued to see each other after the first guitar session. He showed you tricks he was learning to play on tour, his solos, and even offered to show you how to play to which you politely declined.

He would meet you at the library when he wanted to see you. He would find a book to read and the two of you would curl up in chairs next to each other in the back of the library. Your heart fluttered the first time you had glanced over and saw him entranced by the book in his hand. His mask laying on the arm rest next to him, you got to study his features. How his hair slightly covers his face or how he bites his lip when he reads. You smiled to yourself and continued to read.

The following library visits turned to him picking out cheesy romance novels for you to read, purely judging by the covers, and you picking out some books for him. You both share a couch now and end up with his head in your lap.

You run your fingers through his hair, reading the page. Bringing your hand up, you turn the page and Phantom lets out a whine at the loss of contact.

You don’t notice, too busy with the words in front of you. Your fingernails gently scrape against his scalp. He lets out a choked moan. Yet again you don’t notice.

After a while you put your book down and glance down at the ghoul. You sigh, “You have such pretty hair. I hope you know that.”

A blush grows on his face but looks up at you steady eyes, “Yeah, well, you have such a pretty face. I hope you know that.”

Your laugh fills the quiet back section of the library.

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You were having a rough night. You had seen your ex and ex friends hanging out together and it triggered a panic attack.

You sat, hidden away in a back aisle of the library, with your knees to your chest. Keeping your head down, you count your breaths.

Footsteps approach you. They stop and the person sits down next to you.

Peaking, you see Phantom looking at you with a tilted head. You shake your head before hiding in your arms.

You hear him take off his mask and feel him nudge you.

Not getting anything from you, he pulls you into his side. He didn’t need to know what was wrong, he just wanted to be there. He began to trace shapes on your back.

After you have calmed down, you place your head on his shoulder. “Panic attacks suck.”

Phantom hums in agreement.

The two of you sat in silence for a while before you spoke up slowly, “Would you run away with me?”

It was quiet again. “Hypothetically,” you add.

He turns his head, “I would go to heaven and back with you.”

You stare at him with glistening eyes. You never wanted anyone more. You send Papa a quick ‘thank you’ in your mind for summoning this ghoul. You wanted nothing more than to lean in. Phantom smiles at you, “Hypothetically,” he adds.

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You and Phantom were the only ones in the practice room. You both sat on the couch as he practiced. He seemed off today but didn’t know how. He seemed extra twitchy. He brought up teaching you how to play again.

“Come on, (Y/N)!” He pleaded. He slid off the couch and onto his knees. He’s in front of you on his knees. You’re definitely mentally freaking out.

You rolled your eyes. “I’m not good with my fingers,” You pretend to play as a joke, “See?”

He grabs your hands, “Yeah, but I am!” Your heartbeat quickens. Your mouth goes dry and you pray he doesn’t hear the thumping of your heart. He pleads again, “I can show you.”

You don’t even know what to say. Does he know what he’s doing to you right now? “I-..”

He slowly gets up, hovering over you. He licks his lips and whispers, “Please, (Y/N).”

He nuzzles his head against yours before your neck.

“You’re not talking about the guitar anymore, are you?” you breathed out shakily.

You feel him shake his head, “Please let me touch you,” he whines into your neck.

You’re so close to hyperventilating, you can barely hear what he said. He slides back down on his knees, his hands gripping your thighs as he looks back up with you with needy eyes.

You grab his face and lean down to kiss him. Another whine leaves his lips as you touch him. His skin almost burning to the touch.

The door suddenly opens and in comes Swiss and Sodo. You jump back embarrassed.

Phantom whips his head around to the other ghouls and growls. Your eyes widen at the sound.

“Well well well. What do we have here?” Swiss grins.

Sodo elbows Swiss hard in the stomach, “Calm down Phan, it’s okay.”

Quickly getting up, you apologize. You’re too embarrassed. You’re not sure what you’re apologizing for but it’s the only thing coming out of your mouth.

Grabbing your stuff, you head to the door, “I’m sorry,” you look at Phantom, “I’ll see you later, okay?”

He nods. Realization of what happened hits him and he feels just as embarrassed and guilty.

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When Papa announced they would be performing at the Abbey, you were unsure if you wanted to go. It had been a week since the practice room incident and you hadn’t seen Phantom since.

Your thoughts have been too loud since. Maybe you offended him somehow or maybe he didn’t like you anymore. You’d gone to the library everyday in hopes he’d show up. Maybe you’ve read too many romance novels to still have your hopes up.

It was the night of the ritual and Siblings around you were buzzing with excitement. It had been a while since Papa performed for the Abbey and would be the first time the two new ghouls were to be performing on stage. Primo had essentially threatened you to come after you mentioned you were unsure. Needless to say, the old man can be intimidating.

The room is crowded and you make your way to the back of the room. You keep your head low, not particularly in the mood to see your ex and ex friends.

You felt anxious enough. Not only for seeing Phantom but you were nervous for him performing. He’s practiced so hard the past few months. You only hoped the siblings loved him on stage as much as you do.

The lights dim and screams erupt as Papa and his ghouls emerge on stage. You see him. Your anxiety disappearing as he begins to play Kaisarion.

You cover your mouth to hide your smile. He’s doing amazing. He displays such confidence you haven’t seen in him yet. He looks like a daydream. Your daydream.

Throughout the concert, he has become a favorite with the siblings as he blows kisses to the crowd and shows off his tricks like playing the guitar under his leg. Copying Sodo as he performs to the crowd.

You were unsure if he had seen you as the ritual nears its end. But Phantom had seen you as soon as he came out on stage. A light shined on you and he nearly tripped over himself. He knew if he stared at you, he’d get distracted and mess up the song.

The ritual ends with Square Hammer. The crowd singing loudly, nearing screaming the lyrics. With the final note, Papa thanks everyone for joining them. You cheer loudly with your heart full of pride. You need to tell him.

Phantom puts his guitar down before jumping off the stage. He has his head down as he makes his way through the crowd. He didn’t want to waste another moment without you.

He lifts his head up seeing you, you give him a small smile and little wave. He reaches you, pulling down his balaclava that was covering his mouth.

“I’m sorr-” he shuts you up by pulling you into a kiss.

You’re in shock for a moment before placing your hands on his and kissing his back.

Slowly pulling away with a smile, you both catch your breath. Your hands find the bottom of his mask, taking it off before pulling him into another kiss.

For the first time in your life, you didn’t care what anyone thought of you.

He pulls away first and looks down at you, “Hi.”

You grin, still holding his hands, “Hi.”

Giving his hand a squeeze, “You were amazing. I’m so proud of you,” you emphasized.

His hands caress your face, “I’m so in love with you,” he confesses.

You beam, “I’m so in love with you.”

The two of you walk out, his calloused hand in yours.

“So was that like a scene in one of your romance books?” He teases.

“Even better.” You cuddle into him.

“We can recreate the other scenes later.”

Your laugh echoes in the hall.

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

Gimme your most stupid ghoul headcanons possible, like Sodo is scared of idk dust particles or something funny.

“silly ghoul headcanons”

Synopsis: It’s in the title you silly goose. Just the ghouls with their silly little shenanigans

Pairing: Nameless ghouls (platonic or romantic) x GN!reader (they/them)

Theme: fluff ✿ , crack ✦

A/N: Heres my first fanfic to my Ghost blog! I gotta thank my bestie for making this request despite the silliness in it. I hope you guys enjoy it because I certainly had fun writing it. I might make a separate version for the ghoulettes cause I love my girlies <33

I also decided to add Aether in this one cuz I love him, remember to respect both him and Phantom as ppl because we don’t support that negativity and hate 🫡

TW: Swiss and Sodo joke about sex but it’s because they’re Swiss and Sodo

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Sodo, oh dear Sodo. He can be such a silly ghoul sometimes

He likes to act like he’s all tough and that he’s hot shit, but some of his habits you can’t help but laugh at

For starters, Sodo is the type of ghoul to be scared of really dumb stuff. Take hamsters for example

Sodo has this really inexplainable fear of hamsters. One day you picked up a cute little hamster from the pet store, and he hissed and erupted in flames the moment you brought it near him

“Sodo its just a hamster—“

“GET THAT THING’S FILTHY PAWS AWAY FROM ME.”

Aether once pranked him by putting a bunch of hamsters in his closet and he let out the most unmanly scream ever, it was funny

Oh and we all know Sodo has a habit of slapping people’s asses

It’s basically his trademark at this point

But there was this one particular time where he tried to slap your ass, but he somehow missed and accidentally slapped Copia’s ass instead

Needless to say, he spent a good while trying to explain to the unamused Papa that he didn’t mean to slap him, but the other pair of cheeks that was in front of him in that moment

He once played Five Nights At Freddy’s and he had nightmares about Freddy for a whole week

No joke, he once thought that Swiss was Freddy because he was so disoriented from a previous nightmare and he socked the poor guy in the nose

You forced him to apologize to Swiss after that

I imagine he’s also the type of ghoul to write stupid little messages and graffiti with a sharpie on his fellow ghouls faces

He once made you help him literally knock out Aether just so he could write “number one cocksucker” in big bold letters on his forehead

Needless to say, you two got chased around by the angry ghoul who was holding a fly swatter for a whole ten minutes

Also we all know damn well this man has a dirty mind

Like have you seen him on stage? Of course he does

He has a habit of slipping in sexual jokes and in innuendos every now and then, because he snickers when seeing people’s reactions

Though there was this one time where he made a comment about your ass and he got slapped across the face

Idk Sodo has a weird obsession with your ass

He has toned down on the jokes, but that doesn’t stop him from slipping up every now and then. And it’s quite obvious he won’t stop with those jokes anytime soon

Rain is such a sweetie and we all know that

But sometimes he can be a little bit of a menace, even to you and his fellow bandmates

To start things off, we all know Rain is a clumsy little guy

Like he’s a walking talking disaster with trails of chaos in his wake. He can hold a glass for someone and drop it like not even ten seconds later

Well there was this one time where you were giving him strumming techniques for the next upcoming ritual

Sodo tapped him on the shoulder from behind to ask him for something. When Rain turned around he accidentally slapped Sodo in the face with the neck of his bass guitar

Sodo then stumbled back in pain and literally destroyed Mountain’s drum set. You were just standing there processing what just happened, and Copia just looked… disappointed.

Rain also collects a lot of plushies

He has a literal pile of squishmallows in the corner of his room. Sometimes he likes to bury himself in that little nook of his room.

He made a little pillow fort in that area for him to snuggle in. Sometimes he’ll invite you to come and watch movies with him in there

However he once impulsively bought so many plushies so they were all flooding his room. You opened the door to his room and they all came flooding out, with a very euphoric Rain on top of them

“…. Rain what are you doing?”

“Feeling great. Thank you, Y/N.”

You helped him organize all of those little plushies in his room afterwards, even giving some of them to Phantom (who was new at the time) as a little “welcome home” gift

As a water ghoul, Rain naturally enjoys water

However he has this really cute habit of splashing around in pools/tubs like he’s a bird in a birdbath, but he gets embarrassed about this fact because the ghouls tease him for it

You once caught him playing around in the a storm in such a manner, it was so cute seeing him so happy and enjoying himself

The minute he spotted you, he immediately got all embarrassed and shy, but you reassured him it was all good and that it was fine to be excited about water

Needless to say, he’s a lot more comfortable showing off that side to you now

Oh Mountain. Sweet sweet darling Mountain

Like Rain, Mountain is a sweetie. However he tends to have his silly moments.

I’d like to imagine that Mountain often bumps his head on doorframes or walks

The fucker is really tall, I mean it’s hard to not hit something along the way.

So he has a habit of sticking his hand over his forehead to avoid bumping into anything, the poor guy

I’d also like to imagine that Mountain had that light skin stare

Like he doesn’t even mean to look creepy. He just… has a habit of zoning out, so therefore he looks like he’s staring into your soul

Though this does make him really good at staring contests. One time Swiss challenged him, and they lasted for ten minutes

Swiss needed eye drops after that

Also he deadass looks like a sleep paralysis demon when he stands

One night you couldn’t sleep so you went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Mountain happened to hear the noise your footsteps were making, so he went to check up on you

He was just standing in the doorframe… staring at you, making sure you were okay while you grabbed something from the fridge

Needless to say, when you turned around, you dropped Swiss’s leftover cheesecake you were gonna eat upon seeing the tall earth ghoul in the doorframe

Also your scream was loud as FUCK

“MOUNTAIN WHAT IN HELL— YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK! Why didn’t you say anything!?”

“… I don’t know. At least you’re okay.”

He apologized to you afterwards and promised to not accidentally spook you. Because for a moment you swore you saw the hat man

Mountain also rarely gets mad, the dude is as passive as a sheep

But the moment he gets angry… hide your children

The dude is scary as hell. Like, he’s even got Papa on his knees begging for mercy

There was one particular day during practices where Sodo and Aether were arguing a little too much. It’s normal for them to banter, but this particular day was getting out of hand

Everyone was already getting upset with them, even with Papa telling the two ghouls you knock it off, but of course they wouldn’t

Well, they didn’t until a drum from Mountain’s drum set came hurling towards both ghouls. Making the fire ghoul and quintessence ghoul yelp and duck instinctively

No one had noticed the fuming earth ghoul sitting in the corner up until that point. Everyone was speechless. Your jaw was on the floor even

Needless to say, Mountain apologized yet again, but now everyone knew not to fuck with Mountain after that

Swiss is an… interesting specimen.

For starters he was accidentally summoned,

He was summoned at the same time as Aether. And they bonked heads upon getting summoned

It was rather funny seeing Papa being so confused as to why the ritual spell summoned two ghouls, and seeing said two ghouls yell at each other for bonking heads

But it all worked out because after Swiss showed off that he can literally do fucking anything, Papa just let him stay

And Swiss was the perfect flare of spice to add to Ghost, and he’s a sweet ghoul to be around

But that doesn’t stop him from being a literal menace to society

Swiss has a really strange habit of breaking into people’s rooms and just jumping on their beds to wake them up

All while he’s obnoxiously telling them to get up, much to the other’s annoyance

You once threw him across the room for waking you up, and Swiss was just laughing so hard on the floor when he saw your reaction

Since he’s quite literally known as the Swiss Army Ghoul, he’s good at almost everything.

Including cooking. He likes to cook a lot of meals for the people living in the ministry

Bro even has a stereotypical pink “kiss the cook” apron, he got it as a birthday gift from you

But the “cook” part is crossed out with a red sharpie and instead Swiss replaced with “dick”

Why? Because it’s fucking Swiss.

He also made it a point to bake everyone’s birthday cakes, but he’ll slip in something stupid to be funny

One time Cirrus was cutting her birthday cake and she got a whole ass doll head in there, which left her very confused

Swiss isn’t allowed to make people’s birthday cakes anymore because of that

Also sometimes Swiss will get high out of nowhere

No one knows what the fuck he’s doing because this ghoul is all over the place, but when he’s high he says the most out of pocket stuff

There was this one time he messaged the ghoul group chat while taking an edible saying “this edible is weak as shit.”

But then right after that message, he attached a picture of you and sent it with the caption “I’ve always wanted to fuck them.”

You could hear Sodo’s laughter from his room after that.

And when Swiss got sobered up, you asked him about the message, but bro literally refuses to acknowledge he sent it

“Swiss did you send that message from earlier—“

“No.”

“Then who did?”

“The hat man.”

“THE WHAT MAN?!”

“Oh so this suddenly isn’t a safe space?”

Ah Aether. We all love Aether. I mean who doesn’t?

We all know how much of a little psycho Aether can be, but he’s a lovable psycho that just exerts a lot of fun energy

That doesn’t stop him from being a little fucker however

He likes to pull a lot of pranks with Swiss, Sodo unfortunately being his main target

So there was this one time he asked you to help him prank the poor fire ghoul, and you said yes because you felt like messing with Sodo

(And also partly because you were kinda pissed with him due to the fact that he ate your leftovers)

So the prank was to put a bunch of sticky notes in Sodo’s room that all read “big cock energy” (because of course it did)

However during the process of putting the sticky notes in the room, Sodo walked in on two idiotic fools, those fools being you and Aether of course

And it’s safe to say that for a solid twenty minutes, the two of you were running around the ministry with an angry flaming fire ghoul hot on your trail, giggling like little children

(Sodo spared you, but Aether wasn’t so lucky)

“SODO PLEASE SPARE ME— WHY SPARE Y/N?!?!!”

“Because I hate them less than you, NOW C’MERE—“

Aether once fell asleep with a rotten ass banana peel

Like no joke— you once walked in his room to ask for something and his whole room STANK of rancid and rotten banana

And Aether was just sitting there, confused as to why you looked like you were about to throw up on his bedroom floor

Rain had to fucking disinfect the room (with a gas mask because it smelled that bad)

Oh and you Rain breaks things? Aether is so much worse

He once tried to clean up Swiss’s mic stand for an upcoming tour and the damn thing just- fell apart

Swiss was more bewildered than upset, because how in hell does that happen?

You literally do not let him touch your equipment because he’s gonna somehow find a way to break it all

When Aether departed from Ghost you were very sad

But then he messaged the group chat with this message “I’ll miss all of you fuckers. Be nice to the new ghoul, love all of you <33 (except for you Sodo, fuck you)”

Sodo then bursted out of his room tackling Aether, but it was more so out of love rather than being an ass

Needless to say, you all still keep in touch with Aether

Phantom!!! We all love Phantom here

Since he was newer and the one of the more recently summoned ghouls, he had a hard time fitting in

But you and the other ghouls thankfully made him feel welcome, even if it took a little more time for some other ghouls to get used to him

And because of that, it didn’t take long for Phantom to start joking in the ghoul chaos

He is literally a walking meme

Phantom is the type of guy to quote old vines and also keep up with any meme trends

Part of being the youngest ghoul I guess

He often confuses Papa with his little antics (because he’s an old man), and you’re just silently laughing at Papa’s reactions to Phantom

Also Phantom has a habit of holding things weirdly

You thought it was just his guitar? Bestie no, the dude is holding things the wrong way all the time but still somehow makes it work

Like— he holds onto a pen like it’s about to grow a pair of legs and run out of his hand, but he still somehow has the most beautiful cursive handwriting there is

“…. Phantom— what are you doing? You’re holding that pen like it’s a—“

“Hush, Y/N. I’m writing everything I want for Christmas this year.”

Phantom can also be a bit of a nerd sometimes

Like— you know those kids in school that are so dorky and have that awkward teenager energy? But you can’t be annoyed at them because they’re so cute? Yeah, that’s Phantom

Man’s will ramble about the most nerdy thing so passionately that you can’t help but listen, it’s cute seeing him get all excited over… legos or something

Oh and if someone dares to insult his passion he will spread legos all over their room

(Poor Swiss was a victim of that unfortunately)

Oh yeah he almost once accidentally vacuumed Copia’s pet rat

The dude was just trying to clean up his room, and one of the little fuckers scurried in his room, and the rat’s tail got stuck in the vacuum

Phantom’s high pitched scream upon realization was enough to have you bolting in the room to check in on the poor ghoul

And you were met with the sight of Phantom desperately trying to pull out a screaming rat from the vacuum while the ghoul was on the verge of tears because he didn’t want to get scolded

You ended up helping him because no one wants to see Phantom sad

And it’s safe to say Copia now has one pet rat with no tail.

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[mx-pastelwriting]

Ghoulings

Copia (Papa Emeritus IV) x GN! Reader

Summary: Being there for Copia while getting his ghouls.

Warnings: Fluff, Established Relationship, Copia being his cute self, Ghouls being cats/ghouls (Especially Dewdrop/Sodo), Swiss is there

A red glow filled the room, watching on as the pit of the hells opened, welcoming its warm air due to Copia's hellish words calling for his ghouls. Standing next to the new Papa, struggling not to stutter from the pressure, hoping he'd remember the pep talk you'd given him moments before.

Forbidden to touch the Papa in this moment, even as tears prickled down his cheek as the new ghouls started coming one by one, seeing as they crawled out looking over their appearance. Small horns with a metal head with goggles that shined in the pit's light, dark long sleeves decorated with bronzed buttons and zippers ending in puffed thigh pants.

Awaiting their called purpose, they wondered the summoning room that echoed still with Copia's voice, seeing as their tails thrashed in response to their surroundings, some turning their feelings onto others.

Acting as cats, the small ghoul mischievously pounces on the other, watching the playful actions unfold, not noticing the ghoul that crawled close. Shocked by the feeling of a tug at your clothing, looking down to see the new Ghoul curiously admiring you, quickly flashing a smile before sitting contently next to you.

Continuing to watch as the rest crawled out, giving Copia a rest, with the close of the summoning book echoing out in place of Copia's voice. The boom turned the ghoul's attention, except for the two, causing chaos in the corner.

"Eight. I get eight," Copia says tiredly. "Five ghouls and three ghoulettes," you respond, finally allowed to, looking over at Copia, seeing his worn state yet smiling at all the work. Meeting his eyes watching hesitation take over, barely making a move over to his new ghouls you step in.

"Go C, meet them." ushering him along, taking the words of encouragement, he moves over to the ghouls. Trying his best to give a confident introduction as their Papa, observing as the ghouls listen, though not for long.

Only seconds did they hear Copia before turning on each other once more, correcting the group did little. Holding back a laugh as their Papa demanded them to listen, reminding you of him and Nihil how they would bicker with Copia in the end, not listening. Watching on a little further solidifies your thought: these were definitely Papa Emeritus IV's nameless ghouls, his little ducklings. Ghoulings.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩: @littlebitchsposts @urlocalfanficwriter

[emeritus-fuckers]

Papa Emeritus IV/Cardinal Copia Masterlist by emeritus-fuckers

What do these emojis mean?

ONESHOTS AND DRABBLES:

♡ Every breath you take ⸸ Yandere Cardinal Copia x Reader

COMING SOON. Written by Nosferatu.

♡ Sick Like Me ⸸ Yandere!Papa Emeritus IV

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🔪🩸 DISCLAIMER: Please read the CW section before reading the fanfic itself.

♡ Mama ⸸ Papa Emeritus IV

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🥀💔 // 🚫💘

♡ The Main Character ⸸ Papa Emeritus IV

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🥀💔 // 🚫💘

♡ Biggering ⸸ Cardinal Copia

Written by Nosferatu. Part of the 2023 Music Event. // 🚫💘

♡ “Player 3 loading...” ♡ Copia x gn!afab!Reader

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸

♡ Face paint date with Copia

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸

♡ Dancing in the rain with Copia

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸

♡ When you aren’t in the mood - GN! Reader

Written by Death.//🫦🔥//☁️🧸

♡ Yandere Cardinal Copia falling in love at first sight

Written by Nosferatu. // 🫦🔥//🔪🩸//⚠️🚨 tw for non-con and somnophilia

♡ Tummy kisses with Copia

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸//🥀💔 //rhrn spoilers

♡ Frater Imperator becoming your father figure

Written by Nosferatu. // ☁️🧸//🥀💔 //❤️‍🩹🫂

HEADCANONS: (will be "renovated" later-)

Copia with an awkward, easily flustered s/o (headcanons)

Drunk Copia and the Grammi celebration (headcanons)

Yandere Copia and Sister Imperator headcanons

Face paint date with Copia (oneshot/drabble)

Dancing in the rain with Copia (oneshot/drabble)

Copia with an s/o who loves being overstimulated (headcanons)

Dracopia headcanons

Copia with an insecure plus sized s/o NSFW headcanons

Copia as a dad headcanons

Trans Copia headcanon

Comfort after losing a loved one headcanons - Primo, Copia, Mountain, Swiss, Sodo, Rain and Cumulus

Copia's kinks

Copia helping his s/o with an anxiety attack

Terzo and Copia comforting their s/o

Copia with s/o who loves his thighs

Ghost characters comforting their s/o after the loss of a pet

Hopeless romantic Copia headcanons

Copia taking his s/o's virginity

Yandere Cardinal Copia headcanons - tw for noncon somnophilia, a bit spicy

Cardinal Copia with a darling who bursts into tears at the mention of doing art

Copia with a touch starved s/o

Copia finding out he's a dacryphiliac

Raising baby Copia with Sister Imperator

Papa Emeritus IV with an s/o who has benign essential tremors

[fr3akingtf0utrn]

“everything’s going to be okay, i promise.”

swiss ghoul x gn! reader

warnings: mention of suicidal thoughts, past sh scars, thoughts of relapse, relapsing, ed, etc.

- buckle up bitches, i’m sad, so this is sad. this little blurb is exactly how i feel rn.

——past memory/flashback

//switch pov/person

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The screams felt overwhelming at the end, and you have no idea why. They soon we’re blurred and you barely remember even leaving the stage and being the first one on the bus.

Everything was going so well. The rituals were amazing as usual but suddenly you got that feeling.

That feeling where you can’t anymore. That feeling that takes over your entire body, controls it.

You recalled getting this feeling in the middle of the tour while hanging out in one of the ghouls’ hotel.

You guys planned on watching many movies that night but yours didn’t last long.

It was during the 2nd movie, a triggering scene came on. The scene almost being the exact same situation you bad time through.

That causing you to be zoned out throughout the entire night, staring off into space. During that, these thoughts came back. Too many thoughts.

You felt suffocated. Not because of the ghoul pile, never, but these malicious needs egged you on more and more.

Your breathing picked up and you knew Swiss noticed since he was literally on you. You tried you best to calm down but nothing worked.

Swiss moved himself to turn to look at you, his eyebrows furrowed. He was between your legs, his head was resting on you abdomen.

He placed his hand on your thigh, and gave you a look, asking you quietly if you’re okay. You felt yourself get choked up, and shook your head.

Swiss removed himself from you and you quickly sat up, breathing. You slowly felt yourself become disgusted with your reaction and you frowned.

Swiss went to comfort you but without noticing him, you went to leave.

You quickly hopped over each ghoul and announced how you felt tired and wanted to get some rest. Everyone except swiss said goodnight and love you’s, not taking notice of your disheveled body. You took your leave and carried to your room.

Swiss sat there confused, multiple thoughts going through his head. Then it hit him, he wasn’t too sure, but was almost positive.

The scene from the movie. He knew you’ve struggled with suicidal intentions since you’ve joined the clergy. All the ghouls knew because it was easy to sense someone’s feelings..including blood.

The first time they’ve ever smelt blood on you was one of the second band practices you were in since summoned. Definitely confused but never said anything.

Through the months, of course growing close, it obvious you struggled, but one day, Aether had mentioned something to everyone when you had left.

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Aether had his mouth open and his eyes were on the ground, wavering. Sodo took notice, “What are you doing?”

Aether closed his mouth and gulped. His mind was in distraught, “I-..i knew something was wrong but…”

All the ghouls now gathered around, confused and interested. A tear fell from aethers eye, sometimes he hated being a quintessence ghoul. He had heard your thoughts and felt the urge you felt. The want. The need. The need to release and how you were going to do it.

His hands shook, “Y/n…i felt..” Aether took a deep breath, “remember when we smelt blood on them?” He looked up at them all, a tear fell once more.

Everyone froze, seemingly knowing what he was going on about because of his tears. It was silent for awhile, until swiss broke it, “are you sure.?”

Aether nodded, “i heard and felt everything as soon as they were packing up… it was..gut wrenching.”

They all kept that moment to themselves, not wanting to lose any trust they barely built up yet.

——

Swiss sat in silence as he stared where you once stood in-front of them.

He recalled when he first saw scars on your legs. All of you in the ghoul lounge and in a cuddle pile, his head on your lap. You had been wearing shorts, but they had ridden up without you noticing.

At first, he saw a big one just above your knee, assuming it was just from hell. But, he saw another one travel up farther up your thigh. And then more scattered in one spot. He lifted his head up and saw on both legs.

He had let a shuddered breath and from that moment he promised to take care of you and finally break the loneliness of pain you we’re in.

//

once you had made it to you hotel room, you crashed.

Sliding down the door, tears falling rapidly.

‘why now..i was doing so good,’ you sobbed as you thought that, “i was doing so good..” you barely managed to get out.

You didn’t even make it to the bed, just laying sprawled out on the floor, hiccuping. Your claws were scratching at your skin, deep marks seeping out blood.

‘please please, don’t do it, you were doing so good,’ you silently said to yourself. Having to beg your urge to not do it, you didn’t even have your blade, only having your claws.

They hurt more then you can imagine, not the same but you can’t help but think you deserve it. Deserve this pain.

A gentle yet firm knock at your door made you jump. You froze, not knowing what to do.

“..Y/n? It’s Swiss,” Swiss. Your eyes widen as you quickly got up. Frantically searching for a hoodie.

As you were digging through your bags, swiss continued, “please let me in.. i don’t want you too-..” he cut himself off. You shook your head at yourself for being obvious but finally found your hoodie.

Swiss heard you shuffling and bit his lip in worry. what we’re you doing? why were you taking so long? why-

The door clicked, slowly opening.

Swiss felt himself break at the sight of you.

You stood still, eyes to the ground, one hand on the door, the other wrapped around yourself over the giant hoodie.

Your hair covered your face, but Swiss could sense the amount of pain you were in.

“..what’s up.?” your voice was soft spoken, afraid that if you fully used your voice, it would break.

Swiss frowned slightly, almost pouting, he was annoyed at how easily you could go from having a breakdown to acting like nothing happened.

“..just wanted to see if you’re okay,” Swiss started, desperate to see your face as it was still facing slightly down. He raised his hand gently, going to cup your cheek. You flinched slightly but let it happen. “are you okay?” He asked.

You let him tilt your face up, hair falling to the side of your cheek. Swiss saw your red eyes, he also felt the sadness immediately when touching you.

“oh honey,” just by those words swiss spoke, you broke. Eyes watering, mouth twitching to a frown, and then to the ugly cry face.

Swiss quickly guided you inside your room and closed the door, you sliding into his body along the way.

He immediately engulfed you and picked you up. You seemingly weighed nothing to him as he carried you to the bed, arms still wrapped around you as you guys laid against the back board.

Your claws latched onto his shirt as you sobbed into him. Swiss felt himself start to tear up as he heard the words you spoke to yourself quietly. Words that could break anyone.

Swiss squeezed you tighter, and he held onto you, wanting your coldness to turn into warmth.

Hours passed, you calmed down but Swiss could still feel your hurt, god how much he wanted to just take it away from you.

He wants nothing more than for your happiness to be shown again. He just wants you to be back.

He just wants you.

——

Months into the tour, and you’ve become quiet most days. Almost never speaking after the rituals. Clearly everyone took notice, it was like you always cheered people up just by your presence, but now you felt absent.

You just locked yourself away in the tour bus rooms, or your hotel room. 

Obviously Swiss was still always there for you, but it got harder when your depression turned into anger.

Recently, you had accidentally snapped at him when he tried comforting you after you messed up during a ritual.

——

“Fuck me!” you whisper-yelled and kicked a box back stage. Swiss had followed you out after you stormed off after bowing.

Sitting on the box you jus kicked, you hugged your knees to your chest. You wanted to just rip out your hair but you still had your mask on and had to keep it on till the bus arrived.

Swiss saw your glamour die down slowly, your tail being the first to whip harshly behind you and frowned but walked towards you.

“hey that is not your fault, don’t blame yourself,” Swiss said as he placed his hand on your shoulder. You smacked his hand and growled.

“of course it was my fault! Lord, i can’t even do one thing fucking right,” You stood up and started clawing at your arm, red scratch marks appearing.

He watched as you paced around, your back turned to him.

“Y/n! it wasn’t your fault, that fan literally threw something directly at you!” Swiss growled back, getting annoyed by your antics.

“but it was MY fault the others got confused, including Papa!” You whipped your head to him, baring your teeth. Swiss stumbled slightly at your aggressive state.

“it’s my fault i fucked up! It’s my fault i’m holding everyone back! it’s my fucking-..” your voice broke as you spoke. “It’s my fucking fault i’m like this,” your eyes widening as tears slipped passed your mask, hitting the ground.

Swiss’ eyes were wide as well as he watched you break yourself down. “y/n-” Swiss went to comfort you, but you immediately shut him down.

“And stop saying it’s okay! it’s not! im fucking not! You comforting me is almost useless because i still have the urge,” your claws sharpened as you gripped at your mask. Swiss knew you didn’t mean these words but it stuck to me.

“oh my fuck, i cant breath,” you clawed at the mask, three marks went through the leather. You almost collapse on the ground, but Swiss made it to you before you could.

Swiss helped with your mask and covered you as you let your full ghoul form out.

He saw your red face and saw the anger in your eyes. As your eyes met he saw your sharp slits grow big and dilate. Emotions ran through you. Embarrassment, sadness, anger, panic, and guilt.

Seeing that Swiss took off his mask with you filled you with guilt. The fact he would stand by you even when you lashed out on him made you almost cry.

But at the same time, seeing his face calmed you from doing anything else. You remembered what you said and regretted it. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean- i’m sorry i cant-” Swiss cut you off and hugged you, “i know, i know,” He placed his head on top of yours as you smushed into his chest.

——

Swiss watched you silently. You faced the wall, back turned to him as you were laid down on the small twin sized bed. His heart burned for you. He wished he could take away your pain. He would give you the world if it meant you wouldn’t have to go through this anymore.

In his mind he begged himself to tell you how he feels. He wanted to claim you so badly, to make you his. He didn’t care how horrible your emotions could be, he didn’t give one of Copia’s rats ass how you looked when you were struggling the most and had no energy to do anything.

You changed him so much when you were summoned. It was like something in him switched as you guys grew closer.

Swiss stopped sleeping around, he came to realize it slightly disturbed him because all he did was think about you. But it is because he wanted to do those things with you. Not particularly sex but love.

All he wanted was you.

As those thoughts passed through his mind, he heard you groan, and shuffle a bit. He panicked as your body shook.

Quickly, he stood up and rushed to you. Your body arched off the bed and your contorted into a frown as tears slid down your face.

Swiss sat on the bed and placed your upper body to rest against him. He mumbled sweet words and moved his hand to rub soothing circles on your shoulder.

Your body stopped contorting, resting finally as you woke up. A sharp breath left you as you realized the nightmare you had. Swiss watched you, saying nothing.

You realized where you are and looked up at him. “swiss..” you whispered, and swiss swore his heart was on fire. The way you looked at him made him realize he needed to tell you.

Swiss lifted his hand to move stray pieces of hair from your face and admired you.

Realization ran through you as you looked into Swiss’ eyes. All he has ever done has been there for you. But it wasn’t just him being there for you. No, never. You were so blinded by your own emotions that you never noticed the way he looked at you. The way he admired you. The way he loved you.

In this moment, you also realized your feelings. You’ve grown attached to him since day 1. And as you two became close, years passed, you felt your heart drop when you knew how you felt.

You searched Swiss’ eyes, praying he felt the same without realizing he was doing the same.

“Swiss,” you said once more as you pace a hand atop of his when he placed it on your cheek.

Whispering your name back, Swiss smiled softly at you. You raised yourself up to him, eyes never leaving each other.

Before even realizing, you leaned into him, lips together. Swiss mentally cried of happiness as he sighed into your lips. You smiled into it and leaned back, resting your forehead against his.

Swiss’ eyes were still closed and you closed yours. Your guys’ hands stayed in the same place as you lived in the moment.

Words couldn’t describe the amount of love you held for each other. They didn’t need to. In that moment, you could feel it, and see it.

Swiss opened his eyes and glided his hand to rest on the crook of your neck.

“Let’s go to sleep yeah?” He said as he grinned stupidly at you. You smiled at him and nodded.

Getting comfortable, swiss held you from behind and curled into you, legs twisting with yours. You held his hand that was laying in front of you as you softly breathe.

You both knew it was going to take awhile for yourself to get better, but things like these take time. Simply just being present for someone can help immensely. And right now, everything was okay for once.

Just before falling asleep, Swiss mumbled into your ear,

“everything’s going to be ok, I promise,”



[saruman-the-silly]

Freezing (sodo x gn!reader fluff)

tags: short and sweet fluff for sodo x gn!reader, I'm anemic so I'm cold pretty much all the time and I wish I had a personal heater like Sodo

word count: about 400

You were just freezing. Autumn was just around the corner, and the weather was getting colder. Your favourite was all the beautifully coloured leaves, all in many different shades of orange, red and yellow.

The Abbey was quite beautiful around September, with the almost Halloween-ish atmosphere. The Clergy was big on Halloween celebrations, and it was your favourite time of the year.

You sneezed, the cold wind tickling your hair lightly, and decided to head back inside. You wrapped your scarf tighter around yourseld and walked back inside towards your room. Or, no, it was your and Sodo's room really since you had made things official a year ago. He was a bit touch-starved (as were you) so you had decided to move in together.

You got your keys and opened the door, shivering from the cold. Even though you were wearing multiple layers of clothing, the cold always seemed to find a way through. You put away your things and walked in, smelling hot chocolate. You walked into the living room and found Sodo sitting there, waiting for you with two mugs of hot chocolate.

"Aw-w b-babe, you did-didn't h-have to do this," You smiled, despite shivering and gratefully taking the mug which he offered. "I know but I wanted to. The shop had the pumpkin shaped marshmallows which you love so I obviously had to restock." Sodo grinned, taking a sip.

You sat down on the couch next to him and snuggled up close. He smiled, put his arm around you and the two of you enjoyed your hot chocolate in silence. After you had finished your drink, you shivered. The cold still hadn't left your body. Sodo noticed, and after setting his empty cup on the table, got up, swooping you up in his arms and carrying you to the bedroom.

"Still cold, huh? I knew it was bad but didn't know it could get so intense." Sodo frowned, swiping a hair gently from your face. You replied, shivering: "Y-yeah, I t-thought the m-meds w-were gonna help, b-but I guess n-not."

He frowned, and warmed up his hands, pulling you under the covers with him. Sodo wrapped himself tightly around you and rubbed his warm hands on yours' comfortingly. The cold began to slowly melt off from your bones and you stopped shivering. You sighed contently, turning around and pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"Thanks, radiator." Sodo chuckled, and kissed your nose.

"Love you too, you cold frog."

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As always, thanks for reading <3

[brighteyedbushybrowed]

𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 Sodo reflects on your relationship as you lay together in your room. That's it that's the fic.

𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 Ashes

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩(𝐬) Sodo x GN!Reader

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 No spice here babes. Kind of a long winded introduction to the fic bc I didn't know how to start it oops. Sodo is so soft for reader. Like geez get a room. There's the brief mention of sex but no description or detail.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 913 words.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 Hens, I'll be honest. I struggled with this one and I'm not 100% happy with it but I've written it and it's being shot here so that you can read it. There also may not be a Ghosttober fic on Wednesday, depends on what I get done today and tomorrow as I'm taking part in an open mic night for my uni's creative writing magazine that I'm an editor of (still can't believe I'm an editor like what). I've checked to make sure I've not gendered terms or anything for reader but if I've missed any please let me know!

The memories of ghouls prior to being summoned can be few and far between. Some ghouls have no memory of what came before they materialised in the ministry, a haze clouding their past. It wasn’t a cause for concern. In fact, it was common for ghouls to have no recollection of their past lives until enough time had passed in the mortal plane for them to start remembering the little things. Friendships with other ghouls, past loves, sins they committed in the name of Satan, and many more.

Sodo remembers a lot.

He remembers the acrid scent of burning flesh from when he got into fights with other fire ghouls, both battles he won and lost. He remembers the chittering of younger ghouls that looked up to him and scrambled to be the first to greet him when he came home from a long day of sparring and training. He remembers a woman’s laughter, possibly his mother’s, when he was but a small ghoulie first coming to grips with his fire abilities.

Now, as he lays in your bed and watches you sleep, he thinks back on the memories he’s made here. The memories you’ve made together, both as friends and as mates.

Your first kiss was at the ministry bonfire last autumn. He helped to organise it to celebrate Halloween, but also because he wanted to impress you. Even though you told him he didn’t need to, he did so anyway because that’s just what Sodo does: he strives to impress you and prove to you that he’s worthy of being your mate. This bonfire was just the beginning of that, and it worked. You personally approached him and gushed about how perfect it was and how it was such an odd coincidence that all the activities, drinks, and food were your favourites. The way you praised him, your touches lingering on his arm and your gaze settling on his lips so often, led him to take that leap of faith and peck your lips. A peck turned into a proper kiss, and a proper kiss turned into the two of you clinging to one another as the bonfire crackled and the scent of smoke and warm apple cider filled the air.

Your first date was at a fireworks display. He brought along earplugs and noise cancelling headphones in case you needed them, ever concerned about letting you know that he cared about you and your comfort. You both sat at the top of a hill that overlooked the town to watch it. The view of the fireworks blossoming over your home as the stars sparkled in the gaps between the clouds was one neither of you would ever forget. He wrapped a blanket around the two of you to keep you warm as you huddled together under the skyline.

The first time you slept together was in his room down in the dens, the fire ghoul insisting that he not invade your personal space so soon into your relationship. It had been clumsy, the two of you joking and laughing as you tried to figure out what the other preferred in the bedroom. Both of you ended up in a sweaty, tangled heap in his bed afterwards and cuddled, his fingers trailing patterns over your skin. The air smelled strongly of sex and sweat but Sodo didn’t care because you were there, and you were real, and you hadn’t run away from him yet. You stayed with him that night, drifting off in his arms once he’d cleaned you both up, and he realised then and there that maybe he cared about you a lot more than he expected to so early on.

He remembered the first night he spent in your room. He’d been bricking it, worried he would do something wrong, or you’d realise once you saw him in your private, personal space that he just didn’t fit into your life the way he so desperately wanted to. He was so anxious, in fact, that he accidentally burned one of your favourite shirts to a crisp when you made him jump. The ghoul panicked and promised repeatedly to replace it, brushing up the ashes frantically. He froze when you started laughing and he thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world. He made sure to tell you that on more than one occasion, but in that moment, he was so convinced you were about to kick him out of your chambers that the kiss you gave him left him lost for words.

“It’s just a shirt,” you told him as you carded your fingers through his dark hair. “It’ll be a funny story we can tell at parties and shit. I bet Swiss is gonna find it hilarious.”

There’s still faded charring on the rug where your shirt had been on the floor when he accidentally incinerated it. He can’t quite make it out in the dark of your room, but he knows exactly where it is, and the memory makes him smile. He can’t believe you’ve been together for almost a year at this point. It’s not that he’s never had a relationship with a human before – he’s had plenty of them in fact. However, this is the longest he’s ever stuck around with a partner. Something about you screams home and entices him to stay.

You light the fire deep in his soul, and he does his best not to cremate anymore of your belongings.

[inkrabbit]

request idea; Sodo wanting to smooch the reader but the readers a little busy

no you see, this wasn't supposed to be this long. like this was originally gonna be like.. less than 1k words, little fluff. and then I went overboard with it, so enjoy

It’s not terribly uncommon for siblings and ghouls to occasionally… interact. Sure, everyone is given the warning “beware of the ghouls, or they might eat you!” but not everyone listened to that. Luckily, you were one of the siblings who didn’t care for the warning.

He wouldn’t lie, you had caught his interest early on. Just something about you had pulled him in. And for the longest time, he had tried to ignore your existence. In the beginning, you steered clear of the ghouls. Whether it was because the warning scared you or you just didn’t care for them was never made clear. But he saw how you warmed up to Aether first, then Cumulus; Cirrus and Swiss before Mountain and Sunshine, and then finally Rain.

Supposed you saved the best for last, right? Or had you just heard all of those horrible tales about him? He could admit some of them were true, while others had been spun out of such a small and insignificant incident it made his head dizzy. Still, he was pleasantly surprised when you didn’t turn tail and run away screaming when he first introduced himself to you. He loved how polite you were and how you indulged him in conversation.

He started including himself into your life after that. He couldn’t rid himself of the pull he felt with you. Wherever you were, he just so happened to be there, totally by coincidence. Hiding among the books in the library or having so graciously offered to help in the kitchen. He sat next to you during morning mass, his knee brushing against yours. He knew it messed with you, your heart picking up as your whole body would heat up. He loved it.

The flirting started a couple weeks after you two had gotten more used to each other and he nearly jumped for joy when he found out you didn’t mind the gentle touches he laid on you. A soft caress here, maybe a little hand squeeze there. You two spent every evening together in the dens more often than not. He played the perfect gentleman, never pushing any boundaries. He didn’t need to. He knew he had you in the palm of his hand and he was just waiting for the right moment.

But then it started, much to his dismay.

“Sorry, Sodo, but I can’t talk right now. Sister wants me to do something.”

“Oh, sorry! Papa needs me to get something for him.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t right now. If I don’t get this finished, Sister will have my head.”

Followed by a small bow or an apologetic smile. Did you really change your tune with him that quick?

For the past week, Sodo had been trying to spend more time with you, always trying to flag you down whenever he saw you in passing. Have lunch with him, take a stroll in the garden with him, watch a movie or two. You had shot all of them down with some lame excuse before scurrying off. What the hell? He had been so close! He knew you had feelings for him. He could tell by how you acted the last time you two were in the dens, watching shows on his laptop.

He remembers the moment he missed. How you two had been joking and your eyes met. Your lips had been parted and he remembered how much he had wanted to lean in then and there. He’s still kicking himself for not taking the chance, that desire still choking him. Were you upset he didn’t act on that one moment? Did he miss his chance?

Or was this all a game to you? String him along and make him feel like a fool? You weren’t with any of the other ghouls, he knew that. You never had anyone else’s scent on you, save for the time Cumulus had let you borrow one of her jackets when it was freezing out. But what if you had wanted to play with him specifically? Had he ever crossed you in the past that would make you want to do this? He didn’t think so.

Okay, you know what? Fuck it. He’s tired of waiting for you to be available. He’s gonna explode if he doesn’t act on some sort of feeling for you. You plagued his mind long enough and he’s had it. All of those thoughts and dreams, and all of your flirting with him back and forth, it all ends tonight. No more excuses. No more “maybe next time!”

The sun was already starting to set when he finally left the dens, head lifted up slightly so he could sniff the air. He can smell your scent, tired but calm and slightly agitated. He follows it past the churchyard and beyond the chapter house. Were you… still in the garden? That’s a lot better for him. A nice setting, no one’s really around, especially at this time. You still had a few hours before curfew. You could spend them with him.

He pushes open the old gate, cringing when he hears that loud creak from the old metal hinges. Maybe Papa could get around to having one of the other ghouls try to fix it so it wasn’t as annoying. But that would all come later. Right now, he could tell you were close, your scent intense and intoxicating. His tail sways behind him as he moves further into the garden.

There you are, kneeling before the edge of the stone path, your hands shoved into thick gloves as you tug at the weeds.

“Havin’ fun, sweetheart?” He’d feel bad for scaring you if your horrified face hadn’t been so funny.

“Sodo!” He moves when you throw the weeds in his direction, letting out a soft chuckle. “What are you doing here?”

“Ain’t it obvious?” He walks forward, crouching down beside you. “’m here to see you.”

“Well, I’m not doing anything particularly fun,” you huff, gesturing to the mess before you. “Unless you also wanna pull weeds?”

“Yeah, I’ll pass.” Your smile makes his heart flutter and he thanks Lucifer you can’t tell. Still, he watches you for a bit as you tug at one of the weeds. When your third attempt doesn’t work, he shoos your hands away, grabbing it himself and jerking it out of the ground with the roots still attached. He loves the look in your eyes when you stare at him in awe.

“Maybe you should be the one doing this,” you tease. “Seems like it’s no problem for you.”

“Shut up.” But he doesn’t want you to shut up. He never wants you to. “How about you take a break? Just for a little bit.”

“I’m almost done.”

“Well, you can be “almost done” after a break.”

He can only grin when you let out a huff, tail flicking when he notices you pull your gloves off.

“Just for a few minutes,” you tell him. “Then I gotta finish before curfew.”

“Sure, sure.” He stands up first, offering his hand for you. He tugs softly to help you up, but he doesn’t let go. Instead, he keeps his hold on your hand as you two start walking through the garden.

“You haven’t been hanging out with me much lately,” he starts slowly. “What? You got tired of ol’ Sodo?”

“Oh, don’t even start!” you laugh, hitting his chest. “Yeah, I’m totally avoiding you by having everyone and anyone coming to me with problems that only I can fix.”

“I knew it!” You two share a laugh and he only realizes now how much he’s missed this. Sure, he knew something was missing whenever you two weren’t together, poking fun at one another. But to bask in it again just hits him hard.

“You haven’t watched those new episodes without me, have you?” He knows what you’re talking about. In less than three days, you two had binged almost an entire series, staying up late nearly every night just to see what would happen next. He barks out a laugh at your question.

“Of course not!” He shoots you a playful smile. “But I dunno how long I’ll be able to wait before I decide to continue without you.”

“You wouldn’t!” Another smack to his chest and you two are laughing again. You’ve made a couple laps around the garden by now, still hand-in-hand. It’s almost dark now; the very end of twilight. He finally slows to a stop, looking at you. That night comes back to him.

“Why didn’t you kiss me when we last hung out?” And apparently, it came back to you.

“I-… I dunno. I wasn’t thinking?” Your hand drops his as your arms snake around his neck, his own securing themselves around your waist.

“And what are you thinking about now?”

“How much I want that chance back.”

“Well, you got it.” The second you finish your sentence, his lips are on yours. You’re tugged against his body as he holds you close to him. The kiss isn’t as slow or as innocent as he had originally planned, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s just the right amount of tongue and teeth and you two move perfectly together.

He hates that you finally pull back, but he loves seeing those puffy lips of yours. He can feel your heart hammering against your chest – Lucifer, he can hear it. But he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel the same way.

“Wish you would’ve done that sooner,” you mumble softly.

“Better late than never, right?” Another kiss, this one softer and shorter.

“As much as I love this, I gotta finish with these weeds.” You give him a sly smile. “If you help me, I’ll be done faster.”

“Hmm… and what’s in it for me?”

“Literally I get done sooner so we can go back to your room and watch the rest of that series.”

“Done.”

[shinnyscats]

!¡ Copia x Gn!Reader

"Kinda adorable."

A/N: Put an eye on Copia for a little while (・・) I don't know how to write him at 100%, so I apologize if it's a bit OOC, Enjoy!

Versión Esp aquí !

Tw: Gn!Reader, pronouns not specified, fluff

"I'll be outside for several hours." He says while combing his hair back. "Don't do anything I'm responsible for." Ghouls nodded while his hands half-heartedly fixed his suit, which seemed to have been recently ironed. "And you." He says while one finger of his pointed directly in your direction "Don't cause trouble

Your eyes are roll. You? Cause trouble? Pff, not in a million years. Maybe the other day you broke the microwave because of a supposed "constant threatening noise" that it came from it, or that the day before that you climbed onto the roof trying to hide from Sodo, who you made angry all the time, almost dying trying, or that the week before they almost canceled a live show because you had broken your instrument and, trying to fix it, you caused a short circuit in the entire theater.

Well, those are small exceptions that did not have a great impact, or that's what you called them, something that Copia didn't always find very funny. It was always something new with you. Once Papa Emeritus V passed the door and closed it, it was only a matter of seconds before the other Ghouls found out about your antics..

"I told you to give it to me!" Sodo yells angrily as he tried to grab you. "I just want to play my great solo, give me five minutes, yeah?" That makes him even more angry, you didn't even have one. His legs move nimbly to match your speed, but all that effort is in vain. "Let's see, how do you play this thing?" You say to yourself, completely ignoring the fact that a Ghoul taller than you was directly in front of you, and was prepared to stop you.

Sodo reaches out to grab his guitar before it hit the ground and broke. What did reach the ground, and what caused you slight pain, was you and your head when you collided with Mountain and fell to the ground.

"Ugh, thanks.'" The shorter one said as he left the place, but not before giving you a look that indirectly communicated 'I'm going to kill you.' You were already used to that look anyways. 'Stop stealing his guitar, he'll kill us all if you even scratch it." Mountain tells you as he helps you stand up. "I didn't steal it, I borrowed it without asking." The ghoul in front of you nods while rolling his eyes with an amused smile. "Yeah, yeah, You better come to rehearse with me."

Your hand was behind your head, where you had received the impact against the ground, as you followed Mountain towards the rehearsal room. Those few minutes in which you remained silent listening to Mountain speak were the most calm sounds that the Ghoul could witness coming from you. "You're very quiet, did you hit yourself too hard?" Sorry for tha-" but, when he turns around, a disappointed expression appears on his face and a hand rises to his forehead when he sees that you weren't around.

Well,maybe you got distracted halfway when you passed by Copia's room. Maybe you entered without being heard and maybe you were rummaging through his drawers.

You laughed while seeing how many suits of the same color Papa Emeritus IV had, perhaps it was you who could not distinguish between two almost identical colors. His room was gigantic, or well, it was bigger compared to yours. The sheets on the bed were very thick, not to mention soft too. You lay down as if you didn't have obligations gripping your shoulders and sigh deeply.

Your eyes traveled around the room looking for something fun to do, until you find a very familiar white suit shining before you. That black hat was calling you, and you knew it. It didn't take long for you to decide to put on that white suit. You noticed that it wasn't too big or too small, it was almost taylor made for you.

You look at yourself in the bedroom mirror. You looked good, pretty good. You start doing the poses that Copia did during the shows, using the cane that was next to his clothes as a microphone. Humming song lyrics, you don't notice eyes behind you. You get scared and trip, colliding with the closet and causing the hat to fall on your head.

"What are you doing?" You can recognize, by the voice, that it was Copia. You weren't usually one to be embarrassed by what you did, but this did more than make your heart race. You quickly stood up, staggering, avoiding eye contact at all times for fear of worse humiliation. A few seconds of awkward silence pass, which you can't stand, and you run out of the room. You would change and return him his clothes another time. Now you just had to hope that Copia didn't take it the wrong way and that he didn't tell anyone...

However, what you didn't see was that Copia, after grabbing the papers that he had forgotten on his desk, let out a faint laugh as he shook his head.

"How adorable."

[ask-sister-solaris]

Papa IV x Afab or Gn!Ghoul reader. Can’t really think of a scenario but just something fluffy and the setting being in the tour bus? I just enjoy ghost behind the scenes and such. Please and Thank you.

You giggled as you rushed backstage chasing Sodo. You two were close. Sibling close. As you caught up to him you heard Copia chuckle.

“You two are menaces on stage”

He wagged his finger jokingly and you giggled and dramatically hugged him. Your tail wrapped around his waist and you nuzzled into him.

“Your so comfy Papa”

Copia smiled gently and kissed your forehead gently. He’d never known a more affectionate ghoul. He picked you up and headed to the tour bus, placing you on the seat next to his. They still had fan meet n greets to do, but he wanted to stay with you.

As VIP fans flooded backstage he headed off the bus and greeted them happily, talking with them. A squeal was heard, a little girl. You had chugged an energy drink and put glamor back on, picking the girl up in your arms.

Copia smiled gently and headed over, the girls eyes wide with excitement, two of her favorite people were paying attention to her. You chuckled and gave her a Kandi bracelet that had your name spelled on it.

“Remember to always look after yourself and hail Satan”

[thatoddgent]

Personal Heater (Sodo x Gn!Reader)

A/N: So no one really requested this, but I wanted to get a quick little drabble done while I work on something someone DID request. This is just a quick little comfort thing, I have chronic pain and have been a little down about it lately, and figured someone else may be too!

Genre: Fluff and comfort (touch of angst?)

Warnings: Reader has chronic pain (non specified), depression/negative thinking.

The winter months were coming to a close, and you couldn’t be happier. Sure, the festivities were always a joy to be a part of, but the aching that came along with the cold weather was less than desirable.

The last few weeks had been especially rough, the bitter chill causing your joints to flare up, it was exhausting. You couldn’t seem to catch a break either, your chores had seemingly doubled since you just can’t say no to anyone who says please to you, even if it meant cover them for the night.

You could already feel your hands locking up when you started, but despite knowing better you pushed through, now it’s late at night and you’re almost tearing up at the pain. By the time you finally make it to your bedroom you look completely disheveled, your hair wrecked with flyaways and the bags under your eyes more prominent than ever.

The worst part of it all isn’t the pain, or the aches, or the cramps, it’s that you feel alone.

Everyone had gone on tour, and even though you grew used to your empty bed, you can’t help but yearn for the warm touch that would massage your worries away. Sodo always helped when you got bad, dropping any snark or sass to focus solely on you, but he couldn’t do that now.

Your body practically fell into the mattress, knees finally giving in under you. A long, drawn out breath filled your lungs, and you couldn’t help but let the tears that threatened your eyes finally fall. You hated it, not being able to feel normal, no matter how hard you tried. You couldn’t jump around, you couldn’t lift heavy things, you couldn’t even dance around with your friends without feeling the consequences later that night, you were hopeless.

Tears turned into crying, crying to sobs. You wanted nothing more but for your ghoul to be here, to make that feeling go away just like he always did. Maybe it’s your bad for relying on him, but he was the only somewhat constant thing in your life.

You mustered the last of your strength to peel your clothes off from your body, the feeling of the seams of the fabric and the way your sweat made it cling to you was sickening, and you really just needed any relief you could get.

There was a growing commotion in the halls, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to get back out there and see what was going on, as much as you wanted to. Instead, you crawled deeper into your bed, cowering under the blanket as you tried to calm your crying and save yourself a headache.

Quick steps were heard in the hall, stopping in front of your door for just a moment before it opened quickly.

“I’m home, doll! Kinda rude to keep me wait-”

Sodo’s voiced faded as soon as he walked in the room, he already knew what was wrong once he saw you huddled under the covers, though he scolded himself for not picking up on your discomfort when he arrived.

His bag dropped to the floor and he closed the door behind him and slipped his shoes off from his feet. He was quick to make his way to you, climbing into the bed and pulling you close, careful not to squeeze you too tight

“Hey, it’s okay, I’m here. It’s real bad today ain’t it?”

You nodded your head and turned your body to face his, your eyes red from crying. His face dropped at the sight of you, a guilt set in, knowing that you had to deal with this all alone.

His thumbs moved to wipe away your tears, your face was burning up from the stress along with overworking yourself all day. You leaned into his touch, the chill from the night air lingered on him and offered relief to your cheeks.

“I’m sorry, I guess I’m the one that kept you waiting. Let’s get you taken care of, yeah?”

Before you could even respond, he was already starting your routine. He warmed his hands and began rubbing small circles at your joints, starting from your shoulders and working towards your feet. He frowned when he reached your hands, which had newly forming callouses and marks from lifting working so much, but he knew not to push it until you were better.

The stress almost melted away from you, the heat that radiated off of him soothing the deep aches all throughout your body. Your eyes fluttered shut, and you left out a groan of relief, it didn’t make the pain stop completely, but you didn’t care, this was heavenly compared to how you felt before.

When he was done, he moved back up to meet your gaze, kissing your body on the way. An almost obnoxious smile was glued to his face.

“Better?”

His tone was cocky, he knew how good you felt after this and he loved that he was the only one that could do it for you.

“You know it, blondie.”

You laugh and lean into each other, finally sharing the kiss he’d been waiting all tour to feel again. The heat of his body grew, and his tail flicked around like a small puppy.

When you finally pulled away, he finished getting you ready for bed, brushing out your hair and getting himself undressed. He would put his things away in the morning, because to him, he had something more important to take care of.

And that important thing was already starting to doze off in his warm arms, with a kiss planted on their forehead.