Have You Tried Offering Plushia Support In Coming Out Of The Closet? - Jez From @emeritus-fuckers

He just showed up out of nowhere. I have no idea how he got in my house, but he was in my kitchen and he ate my entire pack of sliced bread.

- V

Have you tried offering Plushia support in coming out of the closet? - Jez from @emeritus-fuckers

Oh, he came out to me months ago, and as a fellow queer person, I couldn’t be prouder for him! But the problem is that he’s squatting in my bedroom closet and won’t leave, and whenever I’m about to sleep, he peeps out and stares at me for a couple of minutes before popping back inside.

- V

Hi hi!!! If requests are open, perhaps some headcanons on Terzo's first time with a virgin s/o? I love all the stuff you have so far 🖤🖤

Terzo's first time with a virgin s/o

When you two inevitably get to the sexy things while cuddling on his bed and you suddenly stop him, he's confused.

Did he hurt you? Did he misinterpret your intentions? What's wrong?

But then you look up at him with those big, anxious eyes and tell him that you've never done this before?

His gaze has never been softer than when he assured you it's okay. That he doesn't care and he wants to make love to you because he cherishes you so much.

Will cover your face with kisses, saying some silly shit in Italian. Anything to make you giggle. He absolutely adores your giggles and he will let you know it.

He also wants to ensure your comfort. He doesn't mind waiting if you're not ready.

"You want to cuddle with Papa instead, hm? Want Papa to hold you nice and tight?"

If you say you want to wait, he's cool with it. You're worth waiting for.

If you say you do want to have sex with him, but you're just nervous, he'll understand.

This man is absolutely feral and unhinged, but he's also respectful as hell. You take your time, babes, he'll hold you and talk to you about boundaries before anything happens.

Yes, you get a safeword. You get to decide everything. This is your first time and Terzo will absolutely NOT let it leave a single bad impression on you.

It will probably be a bit goofy, with him saying stupid things to keep you relaxed.

He'll seek your approval with everything he does. Every touch, every kiss, anything you haven't experienced before.

And don't worry about him not getting enough attention.

"Amore, being here with you and guiding you through something so incredible is enough for me. You'll have your time pleasing Papa, but right now this is all about Papa pleasing you."

Terzo is attentive. All the Emeritus brothers are. If he notices discomfort, he stops and gently confronts you.

He wants to know exactly what's wrong to fix the issue if he can.

And just so you know, you don't get to feel guilty about making him stop. If you want to stop, he stops. End of story. If you don't wanna tell him why, it's fine. He won't push.

Anything he does, he does with your permission. He loves you and he won't let you forget that, babes. He doesn't mind if it takes hours to get you comfortable enough to actually do the act.

He's so sweet to you, he holds your hand and assures you everything is alright. He takes his time getting inside you for the first time, holds you tightly and kisses your temple, letting you get used to it. He loves you. He really does. With all his heart. And he wants you to know it.

It's kinda like there's two of him. The wild innuendo making one that's on stage and the sweet, caring one with you right now. Usually it's a mix of both, but right now? You've never seen this man so tender.

It's all about you. Your happiness. Your pleasure. You, you, and only you.

He calls you the sweetest names as you take your time and get used to the weird mix of pain and pleasure. Gives you the sweetest kisses, too.

Honestly he's just so nice, you fall in love with him all over again.

Your first time together will be slow. Sensual. Loving.

You'll feel worshipped by him and you wouldn't be wrong. He subconsciously considers you giving him your virginity the sweetest sacrifice anyone can make.

And he will cherish that night forever. The sounds you made when he touched you. The cute expression after your first orgasm.

He loves it. He loves you. And he'll make sure you feel his love.

Hi can you pleaaaaassse do HCs about Copias corruption kink I’ll literally die

Have a little short nonny.

Who does Papa turn to for confession with all his predecessors dead?

Copia has to try hard to convince himself once in a while. He’s a good man. He’s an honest man, well, sure, there's a little white lie once in a while, but he’s never hurt anybody with it. He’s never stolen, and he’s worked hard to get where he is now. (Even though he’s almost certain his name was drawn from a hat.) He keeps everything tidy. He’s frank. He’s polite. He’s a good man.

But his eyes are on you.

You’re new to the sisterhood and still wet behind the ears, with your habit on proper and not a hair out of place. You’re bright, you’re shiny, you’re fresh. You have a soft voice, a shy smile, and despite being a Sister of Sin, you have innocent eyes. He always sees you working, helping someone with their tasks or chores, volunteering to do more. You’re wonderful with the children, compassionate with the ghouls, and come up with fun games for both of them. You’re full of energy, your kind, you have such a sweet smile and give it to everyone, including him, you light up like a festive float anytime you cross someone in the halls. You're just so…pure.

And he wants to see you absolutely destroyed. He wants to see your mascara running with tears down your flushed cheeks. He wants to see your lipstick smeared and your lips puffy and kiss swollen. He was to see your neck decorated with a choker of bruises. He wants to see your tits suckled with bite marks. He wants to see your pussy, puffy and gummed with his leaking cum. He wants to take this pure ray of sunshine and turn it into the dirtiest fucking poster whore he can. He wants to wreck you in every way possible. Stain you in such a way nobody else will want you.

He’s a good man. He swears.

But any time he gets alone in his office, he imagines you and his cock throbs. He imagines you in his office dressed in all manner of skimpy things. Sometimes, it's your habit. Sometimes, it's a cute little plaid skirt. But more often, it's something white. Whatever it is he's flipping up your dress to slide off your cute panties (polka-dot, soft little clouds, even kittens) and stuffing his face between your thighs until your legs are quivering and you can barely stand. He imagines fingering your tight cunt and curling his digits until you sob his name just right and licks his lips at the thought of getting you to squelch.

He wonders if you’ve ever sucked cock before. He wraps a hand around his dick as it jumps at the thought that he’d be your first. Your eyes wide in alarm as he reveals to you his thick fat member and guides your hands down to wrap around it and get a feel for just how large he is. He’s the thickest you’ve ever had.

He imagines you swallowing nervously and looking up at him with a hint of fear.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” He promises. Oh don’t worry, he will. He’ll be gentle up until he manages to get half of it down your throat and then shoves in the other half without remorse. He’ll apologize. ‘An accident.’ He swears. But after that first gag and those first tracks of tears down your cheeks you’ll get the idea. You’ll try your hardest to get all of him down your throat, your pretty pink lips stretched around his cock and shiny with precum, spit, and your cherry chapstick.

He’d shower you with compliments and praise. You’d love it. He’ll help you discover your kink for it.

“Doing so good, taking me so well.” Your face would flush, and your thighs would rub together. You gag, you try your hardest to take him but your jaw hurts and he pulls you off gently by your chin and slaps your cheek with his wet, spit slick cock.

“Look at what you're doing to me. All that is for you. You're making me feel so good. Look how hard and wet I am for you." And you're wet and frustrated before he guides you to the bed and has you lay down. He pulls your legs apart and lines himself up.

Belial, you would be so tight, or perhaps it’s just been too long for you. Either way, you grip him like a vice and whimper when he stuffs you with his cock, he can feel your walls sucking him in and flexing around him as he pushes further and further into you and-

Copia grunts as the band in his lower stomach snaps and cum jets from his cock. He tightens his hand over his dick and squeezes before slowly gliding his fist over his shaft and milks himself of his release.

He sighs, slouching on his bed pillows, and lets his orgasm rumble through him. Then he reaches the nightstand and takes a few tissues, and cleans himself up.

This is always where the fantasy ends. He simply can’t help himself.

Satanas, what he would give for the real thing.

He's in the midst of cleaning up for the night when he hears a knock from his door and goes to answer only to finding you there with a flush on your face, that same flush he had been fantasizing about mere minutes ago. You're wearing a simple but thin tee-shirt with cartoon characters and a pair of shorts.

"Hello Papa...do you have a minute to talk?" And you're shifting your thighs just so, and he can't help but glance at your cleavage so obviously pronounced in your shirt. There, he sees a ruby red fabric with white circles, just barrly oeaking out from the low collar of your shirt.

Polka-dots.

And well...

...He does try very hard to be a good man.

missing him hours :(

Fully obsessed with the concept of Copia. He's over fifty years old. He's a gamer. His arrival coincides with the death of every previous Papa like he's the bringer of the bubonic plague. He rides little tricycles around the Ministry. He's apparently a professional dancer as well as being the vocalist for a metal band but has a Charisma of 8. He's pathetic (canon). He's literally the Satanic Pope. He loves his mom. He's kind of a bitch. He wears tracksuits with dress shoes. Tobias hates him but is chronically incapable of killing him off because he serves so much cunt. I really can't decide if I want to be this man or be inside him

New blood

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this megatron is just so sweet and gentle with the kids it absolutely. DESTROYS ME.

Te lo meriti! (CopiaxReader)

Summary: A birthday present for my dearest @nocturnal-birb I did my best and hope you like it. This also goes out to all you folks who feel this way and need a Papa’s support and reassurance.

Copia x Reader || Papa Emeritus iv x Reader || Fluff || Comfort Fic || Established Relationship || Poorly Translated Italian || WC: 1716

You stand before Copia’s door with a manilla folder in hand full of official documents for him to sign off on. There’s a few about his next sermon, some to do with the next tour, and notices from the clergy.

You gently rapped your knuckles against his door, loud enough to get his attention while your other hand brushes invisible dust off your habit and straightens the small amount of wrinkles. You wish you had more time to tidy up. Your hair was being very uncooperative today and you had been in such a rush this morning that you had forgone makeup.

You hoped he wouldn’t mind that you didn’t look your best. However, knowing Copia, it’s not because of your makeup that he’s always staring at your face with his dopey lovesick eyes. You smile at imagining him getting distracted again in the midst of paperwork coercing you that neither of you get any work done.

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no mom you don’t understand, that autistic geriatric satanic pope is my soulmate