can we hear more about copvia baby family shenanigans? :3
part of the au where all the papas are brothers in the regular world who just live in an apartment, as seen here
Primo has pretty much raised the twins from the age of 14, so he knows all of their little quirks and habits.
The way, in the winter, the twins would refuse to sleep in their own beds, preferring to crawl into Primo or Secondo's bed (lucky Terzo being spared by them) and putting their tiny, cold feet directly on their stomachs. It never failed to wake them up from a deep sleep, and Primo would have to hold back from cursing when they would do it. Secondo, however, would loudly curse when they would do that, and the twins would giggle in response.
The way that the twins would be awful at lying, but loved to try and play pranks on him, so he would have to play along. They would giggle the entire time as Primo would walk, with full awareness, into their little traps: updog, 67, stuff in his shoes, any one of their silly tricks. If their sweet giggles and warm hugs didn't make him so happy, maybe he would get irritated.
He does fuss at Terzo when he gives them ideas, though.
Most of their habits were shared, but they also had some separate habits that Primo was very familiar with.
Copia was really bad at taking medicine even when he was really sick, while Perpetua would swallow pills or liquid medicine easily. However, Perpetua was clingier and would always need to hold onto Copia or one of his brother's hands, while Copia only really held hands with Perpetua, unless he was upset.
Copia was really good with all animals and played with all animals he met easily, while Perpetua was more scared of bigger animals, like dogs or horses. Perpetua was more adventurous with food and experiences, while Copia liked the foods he liked and didn't much enjoy going outside of his normal experiences.
However, both boys shared a love for their brothers that was delt amongst them all. They all had different ways they hang out, but they all loved each other deeply.
"Primo!" Copia calls out from the couch, where Secondo is on the edge, Terzo hanging off of his lap, and Copia is cuddling up to them. Perpetua is holding Primo's hand, looking up at him with his bright, sweet eyes, small smile lighting him up. "Are you gonna cuddle with us?"
Perpetua nods at him and starts dragging Primo over with his tiny arms, and Primo could dig in his heels and stop the boy, but he doesn't.
How could he stop, when he could get to have cuddle time with his family, and enjoy the time that he has while the twins are still small enough to want to cuddle?
in a completely different mood, i feel like Copia is likely now super chronically online and says random online memes to Perpetua who thinks he is saying nonsense
"hey do you know about skibidi toilet rizz? do you have that gyatt on you today?"
"what in the fuck are you saying to me?"
Perpetua is confused but, as he always is with Copia, turned on at the same time
modern au! secondo and terzo and (sfw) cute panties (highly recommended listening during/before reading)
Once Secondo was able to get a job that paid a decent amount--not a lot, but enough to give him a little extra in his pockets after helping Primo out--he immediately went to online shopping for his princess.
Terzo would be huffy every time Secondo called him his princess, saying it was too babying, but his cheeks would get pretty and pink and his mouth would be all pouty and kissable, so he knew that Terzo secretly liked them. Or, at the very least, Secondo liked the way he would react, so he kept doing it.
After finally finding a website that actually shipped discreetly--the first one he found had shipped a vibrator he had gotten for Terzo with a big label saying "SEX TOY" and he had to quickly hide it before the twins could see it and ask too many questions--he had gone a little over the top.
He had bought toys, little whips, blindfolds, lingerie, but his favorite thing to get Terzo was panties. His skin fit almost any color, and Secondo thought he looked pretty in every cut.
He loved the way his ass would be accentuated in every cut, and the way he would blush and try to act shy would drive Secondo up the wall.
"Why do you have another package?" Terzo asks, holding up a little white envelope package, rolling his eyes. "Be glad I saw this before Primo did or he'd give you so much shit."
Terzo walks into Secondo's room like he owns it--which he probably does, partially--closes the door behind him and perches in Secondo's lap, legs dangling off the side of his creaking chair. He's wearing these tiny shorts that leave his bare legs open for viewing and touching, so Secondo does, he looks and touches his brother's warm skin.
"It's for you," Secondo says, dipping his face into Terzo's neck and kissing him gently until he giggles.
"Oh, what have you done this time?" Terzo mumbles around his giggles. "Can I open it now?"
Secondo just nods in his neck, too busy listening to the beautiful sound of Terzo's laugh.
He hears Terzo ripping at the package, clearly excited for whatever it was he had for him, before he gasps.
Secondo backs his head up to see his reaction.
He holds the pack of panties in his hands--lace ones with a thong back, with a cute bow in the front and roses embroidered in the lace--in multiple colors: pink, blue, purple, and his favorite, red.
Terzo blushes, his mouth pouting, an embarrassed tilt to his eyebrows, and this is one of Secondo's favorite parts of gifting these to Terzo. Nothing beats the actual wearing and fun together, but he loves how cute and embarrassed Terzo looks when he holds them in his hands.
"Wanna try them on for me?" Secondo asks, watching his blush deepen.
"Are you going to actually let me have a fashion show, or are you gonna jump me after the first one?" Terzo mutters, staring at the panties in his hands still.
"You know I can't promise anything, princess," Secondo teases, hand dipping into inner part of Terzo's thigh, and enjoying the way he hisses in response.
Terzo hmphs in response, but he stands and locks Secondo's door--another lesson that was learned the hard way--and Secondo smiles, knowing he won.
He can't wait to see how his princess looks in them.
can I get some uhhhhh copia dressing his baby boy pet up in pretty clothes before fucking him crazy pls
your wish is my command!
“can we play dress up today, daddy?” pet asks, eyes big and round, hopeful tone in his voice as if copia would ever say no.
“of course we can, little one. are you going to be my princess today?” copia smiles at his boy, watching him scramble over to his chest of playtime dresses.
copia waits patiently for perpetua to make his choice, happy to play along with his baby.
the boy had been having a hard week, had zero free time and was desperate to spend time with copia. he had cried upon slipping, frustrated that he had been ‘forcing’ copia to care for him. obviously this wasn’t the case, copia was always so glad when he got to take care of his boy, but it was apparent that perpetua was struggling to handle the weight of his stress and it was migrating to anxiety about their relationship.
long since been soothed, perpetua rifles through his collection slowly, taking his time deciding with dress he will dawn for his daddy today. perpetua never wanted to a knight or a cowboy, nothing typical of a little boy, it was always a princess, or a mermaid, or a unicorn, he wanted to be a pretty girl every time he got to dress up. copia found this endlessly charming, he always loves seeing his brother in a dress.
“pink, or blue? i dunno which one daddy, i need help.” perpetua pouts.
he turns around with his dresses in hand, holding up the hangers infront of himself. one was a sparkly pink lacy little thing, puffy and round with tulle. the other was less structured, shimmering sapphire blue with white accents, soft lace around the collar and some puff to the skirt section. copia smiled, pointing to the blue dress.
“i think you would look very pretty in this one, principessa.”
perpetua blushes, nodding before pulling his shirt over his head. when he’s like this, he has no sense of privacy, just undressing infront of his daddy whenever he feels like it, walking into the bathroom while copia is washing up, or brushing his teeth and just sitting down to pee, not caring whatsoever if his brother is watching.
copia watches intently as he steps into his dress, now just clad in his little panties, a red pair copia had gotten for him, tiny hearts in white scattered on them. it makes copia flustered to see his claim on his baby boy.
“can you zip it up for me?” pet waddles over, holding the dress up by the neck.
“of course, doll.”
copia has the boy turn around, running a soft hand up his bare back before taking the zipper and tugging upward. he watches as the dress tightens up to fit his figure, his slim waist accentuated and gorgeous. standing, copia presses himself to perpetua’s backside, gently removing his unruly curls from the collar of his dress where it had gotten tucked in.
he pushed pet’s hair so that he can see the back of his neck, freckled and pale, pressing a soft kiss there, delighting in the surprised little noise pet makes.
“such a pretty boy… perfect for daddy” copia hums, his hands wandering.
pet squirms in his daddy’s grasp, feeling the way copia presses his crotch against his bum. he blushed, twisting around in his arms. pet presses his hands onto copia’s shoulders, pushing him back down onto the couch behind him, following suit as he straddles his lap, sitting prim and pretty as copia admires him.
it brought such a rush to watch his baby boy be so firm with him, just pushing him right back down onto the couch. he knew exactly what he was doing, yet he looked so shy as he perches in copia’s lap, blushing furiously from the attention.
“why are you so shy, little princess?” copia coos, his hand coming up to rub against the rosy cheeks of his baby’s face.
pet shakes his head, curls flying around as he does so.
“like when you call me pretty, dada…” he tugs the bottom of his dress nervously, “it makes me feel all funny.”
copia’s lips quirk up at the corners, a predatory smile curling over his face.
“what feels funny, little one?” he already knows the answer, but he longs to hear that childish voice tell him exactly what he wants.
perpetua wiggles in copia’s lap, lip bit between his lips as he finds his words.
“feels funny between my legs.”
“and what is that called, kiddo? do you remember what daddy taught you?” copia pries, his thumb pressing against pet’s plush bottom lip.
letting out a defiant whine, pet squirms some more. “feels funny on my pussy, daddy.” he pushes out, feeling the embarrassment leak between his thighs.
“thats right, princess, daddy will fix it.” copia purrs.
managing to ruck up the fountain of blue fabric, copia exposes pet’s little red panties once again. copia rubs his hand over the front of his underwear, cotton fabric partially soaked with his arousal. his thumb dips into the core of his mess, thumbing his clit through the fabric.
“messy little boy…” copia mumbles, leaking forward press a kiss to his collar bone.
pet whines, impatient as ever. he stays planted in copia’s lap as his brother tugs his panties to the side, exposing his bare cunt, glistening with slick. copia rubs at pet’s clit momentarily, just to hear those precious little gasps, before he removed himself to tug his aching cock from his pants.
copia had planned on taking him right there in his lap, but decides in the moment that he wants to see the way his baby’s hair splays out over his head while he lay below him. lifting perpetua by his thighs, copia shuffles them over to pet’s bed, gently dropping the boy in place over the edge.
pushing pet’s thighs back to his chest, copia exposes his hole once more, his panties pushed to the side over the puffy skin of his cunt. he was so pink there, so pretty. if copia was a patient man, he would spend hours licking into the tightness of his pussy, but he just wasn’t.
the first push into his boy’s pussy was always mesmerizing. he was so tight, so wet and easy. copia slid in painlessly, the angle perfect to reach that sensitive spot inside of pet that always made him sing out for his daddy.
perpetua held his legs back for copia, exposing himself fully for his daddy to defile. his dress tucked up over his waist, hair fanned out around him, he looked like the most gorgeous little doll. as copia thrusted into him, his cunt gushed noisily, he feels that telltale embarrassment seep in, causing a deep heat to coil in his belly. the sound of him and copia moaning did nothing to drown it out, the whole scene was filthy.
“there you go, little one. does this feel better? having daddy’s cock?” copia grunts, thrusting vigorously into his boy.
pet cries out, the only thing keeping him from slipping away into the passages of deep submission and regression being the fact that he is partly focused on keeping his legs up for copia. it feels so good like this, to have copia fully let go and bare all his weight into him with every thrust. his body jostles aggressively with each drive home, copia’s belly hitting his thighs, his balls sticky with pet’s pre.
“m-much better, daddy!” he hiccups, eyes squeezed shut as he tries not to cum too fast.
he knows copia will keep going even if he does, but part of him wants to cum at the same time his daddy does, loves to hear them crying out together and have their cum mixing inside him. the very thought makes him tremble with need. perpetua doesn’t need to touch his clit to finish, copia makes up for all that pleasure just with his cock buried deep in him.
“you look so gorgeous like this, princess. wanna fill you up so bad- fuck! wanna get you nice and full.” copia groans.
pet just nods frantically, urging his daddy to cum in him.
copia can feel himself falling apart, that grip on his patience wearing thin. his thrusts pick up significantly, humping desperately into his little boy, feeding on the needy moans his kiddo lets out. his hands on the back of pet’s thighs, pushing him further, exposed fully as copia nears his end.
“gonna cum dad, cant hold it-”
groaning, copia nods to let his boy know its okay, words lost on him as perpetua clenches tight around his cock. he empties into him easily, pressing fully inside as he does, his full weight on his baby while he fills him up. perpetua was full on crying at that point, trembling and hiccuping, letting go of his thighs and allowing his daddy to hold him up.
perpetua looked so tiny, sobbing like a child while cum seeps out of him. copia decides he would look absolutely stunning with a tiara on his head next time, could really complete his fucked-out princess look. perhaps he needs little blue panties to match, too, since copia ruined the red pair with his cum.
“all better, princess?” copia coos, pressing a hand to his tear stained face.
“all b-better, dada.” pet whines, sobbing still as copia pulls out.
pawing at you for fluff, you could take this as halloweeny, or regular papa paint :3
how flustered do you think copia would get if pet were to do his makeup? would he be able to survive perpetua babbling on about how handsome he is? i think he would just melt into a puddle of stammering responses, and shy objections to his compliments.
i can just imagine him blushing hard underneath the paint, pet commenting about how warm he’s getting, fussing over him and offering him water. copia finds him ridiculously charming for everything that he does.
Perpetua was so excited to have Halloween celebrations now that he was out of the church, and especially now with Copia next to him.
Copia had decided to dress up as Jason Voorhees, and while he likely could have done it himself, Perpetua had offered to help him put his grease makeup around his eyes.
They sat down together at Copia's vanity, with the black grease paint in front of him, as well as little jars of fake blood set out. Copia was rubbing his hands together, seemingly nervous, and Perpetua smiled.
"You okay, Copia?" Perpetua asks, grabbing a sponge and dipping it into the grease paint.
Copia nods. "I don't really think I'm tall enough to be intimidating for Jason."
Perpetua leans forward, his face only a few inches from Copia's, as he starts to press the sponge forward, lightly pressing it to Copia's skin.
"I think if you bring the right aura, the height doesn't matter," Perpetua says, smiling.
"So you're agreeing that I'm too short."
"Never said that, dearest," Perpetua laughs.
Perpetua sees Copia's cheeks redden, the warmth of his skin getting hotter on his cheeks. Perpetua needs to see it get deeper.
"Such a shame that you have a mask on," Perpetua says, clicking his tongue a little. "I won't get to see your handsome face all night."
Copia blushes more.
"Maybe I should be glad, though," Perpetua continues, suddenly spurred on to embarrass Copia as much as possible. "Because that means I won't have to fight off competition."
"Shut up," Copia mumbles, heats physically hot to the touch now. "We're giving candy to kids, what competition is there?"
"There are parents out, too," Perpetua moves to Copia's other eye. "I can't fight off that many people."
Copia starts muttering to himself, and Perpetua has to hold back a laugh.
"Your cheeks are warm, Copia," Perpetua says, teasing. "Do you need some water before we go out there?"
"Shut up," Copia mutters.
Perpetua moves his hand away and smiles. "Perfect. You ready to hand out candy?"
Copia puts on his mask, and the look of the mask and his piercing eyes through it sends a shiver through him.
Copia, meanwhile, is trying to calm himself down. His cheeks are still warm and he's embarrassed at his own reaction. How is he still so easily manipulated by the sweet smile of his brother, after everything?
They hand out candy, laughing and enjoying the night. Perpetua is glad to spend his first real Halloween with his brother, smiling and listening to kids laugh.
I crave and desperately want a secret romance between Copia and Perpetua.
Whenever Perpetua gets close to him, Copia deliberately pretends to dislike him. Perpetua just laughs playfully and teases him every time he acts that way. When other people are watching, Copia snaps at him and acts like he truly hates him, but in reality, he’s just trying not to let anyone discover that he loves Perpetua—and Perpetua already knows this.
When no one else is looking, they cling to each other, hug, kiss, and spend blissful moments together.
Copia and Perpetua believe that the other clergy members and ghouls have no idea they’re deeply in love and secretly dating, but in truth, every ghoul and person who sees them already knows they’re in love.
Copia curses himself out because all of this was his idea, after all.
Perpetua wanted to be public, after all, but Copia was the one who said he wanted privacy and wanted to avoid the nonsense of explaining their relationship.
The problem was that everyone still thought that Copia hated Perpetua. So now, instead of being able to smile at Perpetua when he passed him in the hallways, he had to glare at him and act like he didn't exist. Instead of getting a quick kiss in Copia's office before mass, Copia had to yell about how much he fuckin' hated that bastard V.
He didn't, though.
He loved Perpetua, so much that his chest hurt when he would look at the man.
But now, he was in this kind of situation, and it was all his fault.
He was in a meeting, and he had to cross his arms and glare at the wall while Perpetua was talking to avoid looking at the man. His foot was tapping on the ground, irritation at how long this meeting was going on, and with how long he had to pretend to hate Perpetua.
In truth, when he took quick glances at his brother, he saw the beautiful lines of his face, pretty even when covered in mask and paint, the flowing lines of his cassock elegant, his hands and fingers thin and delicate. He wanted to grab the man by the waist, to hold his thin wrists, to kiss his pouty lips.
Finally, the meeting concluded, and Copia could feel a headache coming on. He slams his hands down and stands quickly, sighing loudly.
"Fuckin' finally," he mutters before heading to the door.
"Copia?" Perpetua asks behind him, voice with an edge of mirth. God, he wants to shut him up with a kiss.
"What?" He asks, terse, turning and glaring.
"Can I come to your office in a few minutes?"
"Really?"
Perpetua laughs lightly. "I have something to bring you."
"Whatever, do what you want," he spits out, putting as much venom in his voice as he can with the man he loves with his entire heart.
He leaves with Perpetua's laugh echoing in his ears.
Later, when he's in his office, there's a knock on the door.
When he calls for the person to enter, Perpetua sneaks in, locking the door behind him, big smile on his face.
"You know, you're so silly when you act like that," Perpetua says, arms crossed and smirking. "Do you really think it's worth it to just keep up appearances?"
He walks over and sits on the edge of Copia's desk. Copia sighs. Instead of answering him, he just pulls the man into his lap and kisses him silly, and enjoys the sound of his laugh.
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Rain imagines that Papa and Frater think that none of the ghouls have eyes and working brains. Frater must think that his act of hating Papa now shows that he hasn't changed, but they all have workings minds.
They can see the loving glint in Frater's eyes, they can see the way that Papa tilts his head and acts up to get attention from Cardinal.
He doesn't know when they began to be involved in this way, but he wishes they would stop the act and just be normal already.
i cant stop imagining all the brothers snuggling up in primo’s big bed, so here is a major dump of some emeritus brother hcs, and a fuck ton of fluff.
terzo always wants to be in the middle when they are all piled in together, she is the center of attention, and everyone knows it. the twins pile on top of whoever they can, clinging to their older brothers like little snuggle bugs. secondo and primo end up with an arm full of terzo, while the twins try to wiggle in on top of her.
primo runs his hands through his little brother’s hair, copia and pet getting treated like lapdogs, while terzo mushes her face into secondo’s chest. secondo takes care rubbing at terzo’s neck, which she strains all day using horrible posture at her desk, while copia plasters himself to terzo’s back and kisses on her shoulder blades.
secondo savors these moments, the calm that surrounds them. whenever he is in need of a breather he always asks his brothers to come lay with him, and they all know just how to cheer him up.
perpetua spoons around copia, enjoying the feeling of primo’s long fingers in his curls, and mumbles softly to his older brothers about nonsense he had seen or thought of throughout the day. pet was always the quiet one, but gets very chatty when he’s cozy, and they are all together. terzo and primo reply amused to all of his little comments, encouraging him to continue, while secondo and copia just enjoy the sound of them speaking.
its rare to get pet so chatty, he often stutters and trips over his words, but his brothers are patient with him, and help him with words that are particularly difficult for him to pronounce.
pet often sneaks his hands round copia’s waist, and copia will hold his hands there, clasped in his own. they cant go a second without touching each other, and copia will often whine and get extremely grouchy if his twin isn’t nearby, while pet will ignore everyone in favor of sniffing out his brother.
at first, their older brothers were a bit jealous, especially after they had grown a bit and started to talk, always babbling to each other but getting quiet and shy when their older siblings would interject. after a while though, it just became charming. primo used to say they were in a secret club, telling secondo and terzo “sorry boys! we weren’t invited!” and walk away with faux sadness while the twins squealed and chased after him.
when secondo gets to talking, ranting about his day, terzo rolls her eyes at his sour attitude, telling him he’d be better off if he would lighten up a little. meanwhile, copia pipes up to echo his brother’s frustrations, mostly about nihil and sister’s evil tirades against anyone within eyesight. primo loves listening to them bond, even if it is over the cruelness of their father, it just warms his heart when he boy’s are getting along.
secondo and copia rarely spend alone time together, secondo gets a bit antsy about boring the boy with his busy mind, and the exhaustion that his job brings upon him probably isn’t much fun to be around. copia always seeks him out, though, wanting to spend equal amounts of time with all of his older brothers. he is very poignant about not playing favorites, unless it comes to perpetua.
perpetua will sometimes reach over copia, pressing his cold little hands into terzo’s side, straining to get to her. this always makes terzo giggle, knowing how clingy the twins can be, and very fond of the little tricks perpetua will pull out to get close to her. copia isn’t too greedy, most of the time, and will switch places with pet, allowing her to cuddle up against terzo’s back and rub his face into her warm skin.
perpetua has trouble retaining heat, something with poor circulation, and primo has the same plight. the two often press their chilly hands together and primo will bring them up to his mouth, blowing hot puffs of air into their palms and rubbing them together. this always makes perpetua smile, she loves getting to cuddle with her big brother, even if they’re both little icicles.
prompt: copvia/all the papas as brothers in the modern world au co-created with @infernalghouldrop (cannot think of a short way to describe it) as seen here; copvia and secondo comforting terzo after a breakup (set before terzo and secondo get together)
Secondo was doing his best to swallow his rage, since Terzo was upset in front of him and now the twins were in the room, too. He really wanted to find this bastard and kill him.
When Terzo had come home crying, Secondo, at first, went into fix-it mode immediately. He had tugged his younger brother into his arms and had held him, petting his head and rubbing his back until he had calmed enough to tell him what happened.
That bastard, Jake, had apparently broken up with his beautiful sweetheart of a brother and had insulted him in the process. Terzo was usually very confident in himself, especially since they graduated high school, but now he looked as if he believed everything that asshole said.
Secondo held back.
He held back from kissing Terzo's problems better, from kissing him until he forgot about that dickface, because he didn't know if Terzo wanted that.
He also held back from going out and finding that scum and slamming his head into the concrete until he couldn't move.
Now, Terzo had broken free from his hold, making Secondo feel cold, and he was sitting on his stool in his room in front of his vanity, with the twins next to him.
"What happened, Ter?" Copia asks, small voice still high.
Perpetua pats Terzo's hand, which makes Terzo give him a small smile. Even though Secondo is still pissed off, he's glad to see Terzo not sobbing anymore.
"My boyfriend broke up with me," Terzo says, sniffling.
"Are you sad?" Perpetua asks, holding Terzo's larger hand with both of his. Terzo nods.
"He was mean to me," Terzo says, voice wobbly.
"What?!" Copia shouts, tiny voice as enraged as he can be at 9 years old.
"He called me ugly," Terzo whispers.
"You're not ugly, Ter!" Copia yells, bouncing on his feet grabbing at Terzo's arm.
"Yeah!" Perpetua agrees, voice louder than before but not on Copia's level. "You're pretty and handsome!"
"You're the prettiest and handsomest!" Copia continues.
Terzo laughs a little, smile widening, and the pain in Secondo's chest unfurls a little. He still wants to kill that guy, though.
"Hey, boys," Terzo says, voice much louder than before. The twins nod at him. "Wanna go beat him up with me?"
The twins both cheer in the affirmative.
"We gonna go break his face?" Terzo asks, laughing again.
"Yeah!" Copia cheers. "We're gonna beat him up so good!"
"We're gonna protect you, Ter!" Copia assures, big smile on his face. "He's gonna regret being mean to our big brother."
"Can you help us, 'Do?" Perpetua asks, running over to Secondo and tugging his hand. "You're big and tough, too!"
Secondo feels himself smile despite his anger. "I can't let my little brothers take all the glory."
Copia and Perptua cheer loudly.
"What's going on in here, mi fratellini?" Primo asks, still in his work uniform. He must have just gotten home, eyes tired and shirt messy.
Secondo reminds himself to go and vent to him later.
"We're gonna go beat up Ter's mean boyfriend!" Copia yells, putting his fists up in the air. "He made him cry!"
Primo just huffs out a laugh as Perpetua and Copia start posing as if they're gonna throw punches. "Well, I hope he's not a boyfriend anymore."
"He isn't," Terzo says, sniffling, but his eyes are much clearer and face brighter. "And he's about to be six feet under with these guys protecting me."
Terzo tugs the twins into his arms and hugs them tight, making them laugh.
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