ANTI AI FUCK THAT SHIT Hello! I’m the trusty Walkman of Papa Emeritus I. I’ve seen many things; ass, dick, and every album Aerosmith ever released. Sharing my stories here, airing the Emeritus family’s dirty laundry one post at a time.
Hello, I'm Papa Primo's trusty Walkman, and this is my blog. How am I, an inanimate object with no hands, blogging, you ask? Don't even worry about it :)
𐕣 THIS BLOG CONTAINS INCEST + HEAVY RELIGIOUS THEMES + SEXUAL CONTENT, AND THIS WALKMAN IS AN ANTI-CENSORSHIP PROSHIPPER. IF THESE TOPICS MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, THIS BLOG IS NOT FOR YOU 𐕣
All ships + kinks will be tagged appropriately, warnings will be posted, and the fic will be tucked neatly under a cut. If you notice something tagged incorrectly, or not tagged at all, send an ask or DM and I'll fix it! Tags will be added as I need them, but for now, relationship and housekeeping tags I intend to use are beneath *this* post's cut as there are a lot of them.
This blog will be primarily oneshots, but there is a tag for my Ghost AU. It does not adhere to official Ghost lore and I would call it a 100% rewrite. The AU is incest free. Tag is 'I’ll hold you for the minute it takes (longfic tag)’
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Incest
Terzo x Primo, Priiimo
Terzo x Copia, Copiiia
Terzo x Secondo
Terzo x Perpetua
Copia x Primo, Cop1a
Copia x Perpetua, Copvia
Copia x Secondo, Copiia
Secondo x Primo, Priimo
Secondo x Perpetua
Perpetua x Primo
Unholy orgy; participants will be noted in the summary
Canon x Canon
Terzo x Omega, Terzomega
Terzo x Omega x Alpha
Nihil x Imperator (AU versions of this ship will also have the tags Lihil + Nihil x Lily, from the name I gave Imperator.)
Primo x Chain
OC x Canon
Primo x Elizabeth, Primobeth
Secondo x Victor
Perpetua x Sage
Mary Goore x Dice (OC member of Repugnant)
OC x OC
Ahimoth x Abigor, Abimoth (Papa OC and his not-boyfriend ghoul)
Misc Yapping, Updates, Non-Fic Posts will be tagged with "walkman beeps"
Secondo's least favorite sibling. Either lore literal or fictional, not because he hates them, just because they are very frustrating in a way he can barely deal with. Personally, Clergy wise, on the road... He's worried mostly as the responsibility falls on his shoulders despite being a working Papa
I’ll answer both:
Out of the brothers, Copia. They’re just so different in their ways of showing and receiving affection, imo, and just their general way of being… I think Secondo is really selective about when and how he likes to be touched. And if he isn’t in the mood? He needs that respected or he gets very disregulated and upset.
Copia craves touch constantly, and if he’s hanging out, he wants to be touching you all the time, no matter what. Secondo cannot handle that. Their choice of background noise is also very different, as well as the equipment requirements for a lot of their hobbies; ex, Secondo would like to cycle through CDs he picked at random while doodling at his desk, while Copia is so incredibly a ‘emotional support cartoons as he plays the sims’ sort of guy. And Copia has a favorite fucking episode. That he plays four times in a row. Secondo tries so hard to just *deal with it* but the repeating makes his brain explode.
Additionally, Secondo likes to say his ENTIRE thought before any feedback, and Copia will get excited and interrupt without thinking every five minutes. So even chats are kinda hard for them. They love each other, they love each other a lot, but it’s just not easy for them to be around each other a whole lot.
And out of the Siblings of Sin, I’m going to be honest: It is INCREDIBLY easy to become one of the ‘least favorites’. He finds people who don’t use clear language really exhausting to talk to, and avoids them. If you touch him without asking then you’ll never see his ass again. If he knows someone has a certain earworm in their head, he’ll avoid them, as he knows how frustrated he gets with repeated sounds. However, the true ‘least favorites’ are those that disrespected him when he said he did not wish to be touched, particularly those that grabbed him. He just cannot handle it.
What are your thoughts on sightseer/psychic secondo...
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THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABOUT SECONDO!
I love him but also think he freaks himself the fuck out.
*Primo* was always the one getting the funky visions and future predictions… everything Secondo called had to just be coincidence, right? Those dreams meant nothing, that looming sense of dread is just the beginning of getting sick…
And he just lived in denial for a long ass time, I honestly think that, until he got a vision of something absolutely indisputable and also VERY life-altering, he’d refuse to acknowledge it. But once he has to, he gets very paranoid.
Afraid to build relationships, because is the fear of losing them normal or a sign? Afraid to think too much about his brothers, lest he learn something terrible is coming to befall them. He’d really shut down, I think, and I’m not entirely sure if or how he’d manage to get out of it. It would always be a struggle, and he’d really, really wish he could give up the ability.
I’ll Hold You for the Minute it Takes- Chapter One
2,343 words 𖤐 Sister Imperator x Papa Nihil
So, I’m getting brave. This is the first installment of my longfic, an entire rewrite of Ghost’s lore. This is a lawless fic. No limitations of canon apply. I do what I fucking want. This is the first installment, in which Seestor and Nihil meet and puppy love takes over both of them. Warnings listed will apply to the chapter they’re listed on and will change from chapter to chapter.
Car Handjob ♱ Praise Kink ♱ Size Kink ♱ Anal Fingering ♱ Face Sitting ♱ PIV Sex ♱ Your Honor, They Are In Love ♱ Nihil IS Afraid Of Horror Movies ♱ Don’t Let Him Fool You
Lily was fascinated by the ad on the telephone pole:
Ghost- One night only!
With a picture of a man and his guitar. His face was painted like a skull, and the jacket… it was, frankly, horrendous. She just had to know what this was about.
She went to the specified venue, a bar she'd never been to on the other side of town, ordered a drink, and sat at one of the tables nearest the stage to wait on the performance to start.
The bar filled rather quickly, and she wound up sharing her table with a handful of other young women. They were chattering about how dreamy the frontman is, and how otherwordly the band members seemed. Lily rolled her eyes.
A guitar chord was struck, and she looked up with mild interest.
"Hey, baby! Kiss the goat!"
His voice was captivating… Lily felt herself becoming more and more intrigued, he was clearly having so much fun. It was quite endearing. One of the girls elbowed her.
"He's watching you, look."
Sure enough, he was stealing glances at Lily every so often, seeming to watch what made her smile. Their eyes locked as his band played the introduction to his next song and he knelt on the stage, holding out his hand, staring at her expectantly. She stared back at him for a moment before getting up, standing before the stage and taking his hand. In one swift movement, he lifted her onto the stage beside him and put the microphone back on its stand, then began to lead her in a dance. His hand found her waist, and she swore the band was drawing out the intro on purpose…
As suddenly as he had started, he released her and began to sing; a soft, slow love song filling the air and making Lily's heart flutter like mad.
No… She couldn't be… Her parents would never approve of him…
But his voice, his eyes… His stupid, puppyish eyes…
As soon as he finished the song and turned back to look at her, she decided there was only one thing to do.
She took him in her arms and kissed him, leaning over him, arching his back terribly. She knew it likely hurt… but he didn't seem to care. When she let go of him, there was a teartrack marring his paints… Had she overstepped?
He quickly hugged her again, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. He cocked his head in confusion when the band started playing another song… they had finished the set already. He smiled softly when he recognized the melody and began to sing:
"I can't help…"
"Falling in love… with… you…" Lily finished for him.
It was impossible for them to tear their eyes off of each other, but had they been capable, they would've seen an audince captivated by the sudden, unexpected romance… and a remarkably smug band, glancing at each other and giggling softly as they played.
When the song was finished, they hugged tightly, took a bow, and stepped backstage as the band gathered their instruments.
"So… don't think I caught your name?"
"Lily! I'm Lily… and Nihil, right?"
"In the flesh."
"What kind of name is that?" She asked playfully, batting his shoulder.
"The kind of name my freaky dad would pick."
"How didn't your mom tell him no?"
"She was too dead to stop him."
"I'm sorry I mentioned it…"
"It's alright!" He smiled softly and took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Want to go see a movie?"
"Rosemary's Baby is showing at the drive in."
"Really? You seen it yet?"
"Maybe…" She cracked a smile.
"Don't spoil it for me!" They walked out to the parking lot and she dragged him towards her car.
"I'm driving."
"Yes, ma'am."
"That's a good boy. Hop in."
"Oh…"
"What?"
"Nothing… Nothing!"
"You sound local but I've never seen you before."
"Ah, I'm from a few towns over. Asher's Valley."
"They say that place is home to a cult. Bunch of devil-worshippers." Lily laughed.
"Kinda?"
"Wait… it's true?"
"Promise me that you'll let me speak before you decide we're insane."
"That isn't reassuring." Lily drifted to a gentle stop at one of the lights in town and gazed over at Nihil. "But sure, tell me. I'll hear you out."
"Well… yes, it's technichally classified as a cult. And yes, we worship Lucifer."
"You don't, like, kill babies, do you?"
"No. Surprisingly common misconception."
"Then, er, what do you do?"
"It's pretty boring, honestly. Soup kitchens and food pantries and community meals are the main things right now. We provide a lot of public sexual education and help with safely placing unwanted or surrendered children in foster care. We actually have six or seven kids living at the ministry itself right now, because they aged out of the orphanage."
"We?"
"Oh. Yeah… about that… The Reverend is my dad."
"What?"
"There is an Unholy Mass every Monday but… it's not any more violent than a Christian service. And a lot more loving, I think, seeing as I've been to both."
They fell silent for a while, Lily staring straight ahead as she drove.
"I understand if you don't want anything to do with me now."
"Quite the opposite, actually, I'm fascinated."
"What would you like to know?"
"Why Lucifer? Wasn't he evil?"
"In our doctrines, we view no deity as pure. All of them have imperfections, and the Christian god could not accept his. Lucifer had the courage to call him out, essentially tell him that he's not above the other holy beings."
"And that resulted in the fall? But if he was right, why didn't Lucifer stay locked in a battle forever?"
"Because he acknowledged that an eternal argument would be pretty pointless. He decided to descend to Hell to welcome and care for those the Christian god would inevitably forsake."
"And by extension, your job is to welcome and care for those rejected by Christianity?"
"Yes, but also just… anyone who needs it. Lucifer doesn't care about religion or status of rejection, he just wants people to be fed. He loathes the thought of anyone being deprived of earthly needs."
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but: You feed people. You take care of kids. And everyone freaks out because you're not doing it in the name of the 'right' god?"
"Pretty much. And we have a band, courtesy of me. My dad isn't super pleased, but it's surpisingly helpful to be traveling like this. And… money from performing doesn't hurt."
"Damn." She thought. "This mean I don't need to do any convincing to make you sin?"
"You're welcome to convince me anyway."
"Maybe after the movie." Lily signalled to turn into the drive-in line.
"How married are you to seeing this tonight?"
"Not very. Why, you scared?"
"What? No, of course not," Nihil laughed while refusing to look at her.
"The left hand of Lucifer, heir to the Satanic Papacy, afraid to watch Rosemary's Baby… wow."
"I am not afraid."
"Bullshit." Lily pulled back onto the road and reached to stroke Nihil's thigh. "We'll entertian ourselves another way, then. Get me to your hotel."
Nihil's breath hitched when she slipped her hand between his legs, palming gently at his cock.
"Lily!" He whined, bucking up into her touch.
"Show me what you're packing, prettyboy."
Nihil panted softly, struggling to undo his belt and pants. His eyes fluttered shut when he felt her hand wrap around his shaft, stroking him hard. Precum dripped from his tip just moments after he reached his full size, running over Lily's fingers. She glanced quickly over at him, licking at her lips when she saw his size.
"Oh, you're big." She gave him a squeeze and smiled wryly at the little whimper that escaped his lips. "You wanna cum, big boy?"
"May… ah…"
"Asking? So polite… Yes, cum for me." Her stroking got a bit rougher, and soon, Nihil's spend was dripping down her fingers. She lewdly licked each one clean, eyeing him to make sure he was watching. He gazed at her, a long, low whine of desperate need escaping his lips.
"Left up here…" He finally managed, remembering he was supposed to be getting her to where he was staying.
"Left. Got it." She turned. "Grey roof?"
"Purple."
"I know the one." She sped up substantially on the straight, smirking, eyes staring sharply at the road before them. She braked and turned expertly around the corner, then whipped into the parking lot.
"Cover up, then take me to your room," She told him, getting out of the car and slamming the door behind her. Nihil hurriedly zipped himself back into his pants and led Lily to his room, the corner of the lodge, bottom floor, furthest from the office.
"It's a little messy, sorry…"
"Doesn't bother me. I'm here to make it worse, anyway. The bed, at least." Lily slammed her full weight into Nihil, pinning him to the bed. He stared up at her as she unbuttoned his shirt, shivering as she thumbed over his nipples. "What do you want me to do to you, boytoy?"
He whined desperately, already straining against his pants. Lily backed off long enough to shrug off her dress, letting Nihil's shaky hands pull off her lacy panties. He stared longingly at her cunt, resting a hand soflty on her hip.
"Please..?" He whispered, staring up at her with wide, desperate eyes.
"Please, what?"
Nihil lay back on the bed and tugged Lily towards him, pressing her dripping cunt into his eager mouth. His trembling hands gripped her ass, guiding her to sit a little lower. He lapped and sucked like a man possessed, encouraged by the way her thighs squeezed his face as she neared her climax. She came hard, gripping the headboard to keep from falling, feeling Nihil lick every drop of her slick out of her folds.
"Oh… good boy, Nihil," She purred, sitting back on his chest as she regained her composure. "I think you deserve a treat. Show me what you want."
Nihil whined and turned on his side, pressing a fingertip into his desperate ass. Lily stilled his hand immediately.
"Let me. And never fuck yourself dry like that, promise."
"But-"
"No. You'll hurt yourself." She got up to pull something out of her bag and Nihil whimpered in annoyance. "Shut up. You can wait thirty seconds."
"Why do you-"
"Doctor's orders." She smirked. "Now ass up, prettyboy."
She generously lubed her fingers and pressed one of them into Nihil's ass, listening with satisfaction at his needy moans of pleasure. She very quickly added a second, fucking them as deep into his ass as she could.
"Tell me what feels good." She tried a handful of different depths and angles, until Nihil jerked and almost fell beneath her.
"There! God, there…"
She carefully rubbed circles where he dictated, feeling him tremble even harder. He gave a weak, pathetic whine as he came, grinding back on Lily's fingers.
"Good boy, cumming so pretty… Do it again." She pressed even harder, smiling as he gasped and squirmed beneath her. She reached to stroke his hardening cock, feeling his hips stutter forward as he bucked into her hand.
"Lily…" He whined, screwing his eyes shut. His arms gave out, sending him crashing into the bedding.
"You alright?" She purred, pausing.
"Mhm… keep going..?" He slurred, hugging the pillow and burying his face in his arms.
"My pleasure." She worked a third finger inside him and he groaned, rocking back onto her hand. She worked his cock in time with the thrusting of her hand and he came hard, clenching madly around her fingers.
"Good… you're so pretty."
"'M pretty?"
"You are… you're my prettyboy."
She lay back on the bed, legs spread wide.
"Got one more?" Lily asked as he slowly turned on his back, leaning against the headboard.
Nihil whined as he tried to work himself hard again, struggling to crawl to her.
"Lie back. Let me ride you."
"I don't know… if it'll fit…"
"I can make it fit."
Nihil whimpered desperately, tears streaming down his cheeks, paints ruined.
"Lil…"
"My god, Nihil…" She moaned, fighting to get on top of him. She laughed softly in triumph when she took the head, watching Nihil's face. His chest heaved violently, whole body trembling.
She slid down a little further, panting, struggling.
"I… can't… no more, god…"
"Just…" Nihil grabbed her hips and dragged her down a little further. Overstimulated and desperate, he came hard inside her, Lily's body sagging with relief as he softened.
"You're… pathetic," She panted, falling back on the bed.
Nihil's eyes drifted shut, whimpering softly, still trembling.
"I'll take it all next time. Promise."
Next time? She was planning a next time?
"You're a mess," She cooed, cupping his cheek. "Let's clean up. Your makeup is all over my thighs."
"Mmph…"
"Bath time. Wait here, I'll run it." She got up and made her way to the bathroom, glancing back at him. "Not that you have much of a choice."
"Shut up…"
Lily ran their bath and gently helped Nihil to his feet, settling him into the warm water and sitting in his lap.
"Close your eyes, prettyboy. Let me wash your face."
"You really think I'm pretty..?"
"I do," Lily cooed, kissing his lips. She picked up a new cloth to wash the rest of his body, appreciating his muscled form. He was half asleep when she was satisfied, then scrubbed her own thighs and pulled him out of the tub.
"Lily…"
"You're not sleeping in the water. Come on, let's go to bed."
"You're staying?"
"Of course." She pulled the top blanket off and threw it in the floor and turned down the rest of the covers, cuddling close to Nihil as soon as he was under them.
"Sleep well, Lily…"
"Goodnight."
Nihil lay awake for nearly an hour after Lily had fallen asleep, mind racing. He couldn't believe it…
Yes absolutely I will be normal because I think about him a very regular amount there are a normal amount of words under the cut (SFW and NSFW, passing mention of psychiatry)
Ok SO, a lot of the dates and shit are specific to my AU (that I’m gonna be sooo brave and start posting soon… I hope…) but the general character traits/quirks/etc are how I write this man regardless of the universe.
Secondo, given the name George at birth by Beatles-obsessed Nihil, was the only intentional child of the Emeritus family. Primo was accidental (positive), Terzo was accidental (slightly negative, relationship was pretty strained then), and the twins were a disaster (Nihil cheated like a week and a half before Imperator found out she was pregnant with them. And her postpartum psychosis was so bad that she attempted to murder infant V.). Anyway, this isn’t about them.
Baby/toddler Secondo was incredibly close with his great grandmother, Anath ‘Sadi’ Emeritus. She had papal paints but wore them very rarely, and always TERRIFIED Secondo when she had them on. And, because of impaired vision made worse by (then undetected) chronic migraines, he couldn’t easily recognize who was under the makeup, freaking him out further. The skull paints still startle him, even his own, so it’s really common for ghouls to shout reminders to him when he walks into his dressing room after shows.
After the death of Nihil’s father and grandmother, Nihil fell the fuck apart, and Secondo didn’t entirely understand why, and, already being prone to lashing out and having impaired judgment due to the migraines, he started attacking people. His little brother Terzo bore a lot of the bullying, but he would also attack Nihil, because he just wasn’t the father Secondo knew anymore.
This kinda came to a breaking point when he got into a bad enough fight with Nihil that he was left bleeding and with multiple broken bones at the bottom of the ministry’s front steps. They’d both been hurt badly enough for a hospital visit, and Secondo was deemed dangerous. Primo was rather displeased, as he didn’t like the thought of not being able to watch his brother himself, but with the twins and Terzo to worry about, and an inconsolable Imperator, he didn’t have a lot of time or space to argue about it.
I am completely disregarding my own experiences in the psychiatric care system and letting this actually help him. This is not reflective of any IRL experience I’ve had, or that any of my friends have managed to have.
With that out of the way, being hospitalized helps discover that one of the roots of Secondo’s problems is *near constant* blinding pain. When his migraines are managed, and he gets prescription glasses, he’s so much more personable and has the bandwidth to react in ways that weren’t just “hit the problem until it stops.”
He also talked through a lot of shit, including why he was so eager to attack his little brother, eventually realizing it’s because Terzo reminds him of how Nihil used to be. He also started drawing, which helped him get the feelings out of his head and into something tangible. He wrote an apology to Terzo a few days before coming home, complete with doodles, and while that relationship defo was a little rocky and Terzo a little nervous, they ultimately made amends and became incredibly close.
Secondo’s body mod of choice is tattoos, and he started getting them on his 18th birthday (Well, he actually had a stick n poke he did on himself when he was like… fourteen… but he refuses to mention it and got it covered very quickly. It was an incredibly shaky pentagram on his thigh.). His very first tattoo, however, was an ouija board across his chest. The next covered the pentagram on his thigh with… anther pentagram. But. Not shitty this time.
He still struggled with anger when he came home, but it was significantly better, and he started helping Primo care for their siblings because Primo was about to suffocate under the amount of responsibility on his shoulders- At this point, he was Papa, as well as doing all of the paperwork that should’ve been done by Nihil, caring for all four of his younger brothers, with V being incredibly medically complex… He was crashing out a little bit.
Tiny side tangent about V- He’s got a lot of health issues. He also struggles with speech, even as an adult, and adores any skin to skin contact he can get. Secondo would often bathe him, then they would snuggle in V’s bed after, and V would spell out anything he wished to say using the letters on Secondo’s chest.
Ok, um, now I’m getting super duper rambly. So I’m going to get back on topic. Secondo.
He was very pleased to be Papa, and is arguably the most approachable. Man just radiates positive energy, and he’s a silly goose so frequently. His social interactions are a little awkward, and he’s spent too much time watching Primo and Chain, hence why he pets his ghouls onstage. When he wasn’t on the road, he was drawing. Hell, when he was on the road, he was still doodling. Man fucking loves watercolor.
Oh! And his rooms! They were originally his grandmother’s, and almost every piece of furniture was hers from the 1920s-30s. Her quilts are always on the bed, and her needlepoint on the walls. He took it up to add a few of his own pieces, typically things he drew and then remade using embroidery or cross stitch. Everything is very well kept, but very visibly used. The velvet of the settees is worn thin and bald in places, the rugs have paths worn into them from Sadi’s, and later Secondo’s, habit of pacing. The finishes are chipped, there are a few stray drink rings on the tables, and a handful of marks that the twins made when they were little that just refuse to come off of the wallpaper… His bookshelves hold a blend of ancient tomes, cheesy romance, and beloved DVDs… and he has like seven funky CD towers because he is feral for jewel cases. Primo might be the Walkman boy, but Secondo has a banging stero and so many fucking CDs to put in it. Primo listens to the same album on repeat for 3 days. Secondo cannot listen to the same *song* within 3 days without exploding.
As promised, NSFW, rapid fire edition because doing these paragraph style would discover the word limit on a tumblr post:
Switch, but, in my controversial opinion, generally prefers to be submissive whether he’s topping or bottoming. And he’s almost exclusively a gentle dom.
Wicked into pet play, like, to the point that he’s doing dog things outside of sex. There is an oversized dog bed in his rooms, and he regularly sleeps on it. He eats most meals out of dog bowls, though he does like having a fork.
Continuing the pet play thing, he is incredibly responsive to commands. I HC him having been trained with English initially, then he and his trainer quickly switched to Latin after an invitation to sit from a sibling of sin got… very fucking awkward. He still finds himself twitching or flinching at former command words, and if he’s really tired, will just follow them.
Had an orchiectomy (testicle removal) and refers to himself as neutered, and also chose to casually tell his friends and family that he was going to be neutered. This got some ??? looks. Was allowed to keep his balls and preserved them as a wet specimen and gave them to V, who is overjoyed to have his very own set of testicles. They live on the bookshelf in his bedroom.
LOVES public kink events. Take him out on a leash. You know you want to. He’s also very welcoming and kind to anyone who expresses an interest in him, he genuinely wants people to have a good time! And will NEVER decline an orgy. Ever.
His first time was a fucking disaster. They were both drunk, didn’t know each others names, and ended up trying to fuck on the bathroom floor of a bar. I say “trying” because they managed it for about 3 minutes before they both passed the fuck out, and were woken up by security during the last sweep before closing.
He’s all bark and no bite. It doesn’t matter if he’s bigger, stronger… if you show even a hint of dominance? Oh, he’s done for. Whatever you say, he does.
Big slut for Alpha. Enough said.
So, uh, that’s all I can think of for right now. Which is. Probably more than you wanted tbh. But if you have any specific questions, feel free to ask them, and if you’ll nibble a bit of pup play Secondo… I’ll be in your debt 5ever xD
