#pregnant copia

[cirrus-ghoulette]

More pregnant Copia thoughts since this is apparently my brand now-

Copia holding Mass. He's not stopping his Papal duties just because he's pregnant.

His old robe doesn't fit anymore, so he had a new one commissioned. It's still royal blue and gold, but it has a beautiful, intricate design of a black goat in the fetal position across his tummy.

Slowly pacing back and forth as he talks about the sin of lust, one hand supporting his back because you know he carries heavy.

When he's behind his pulpit, reading from the Satanic Bible, he has his free hand rubbing his tummy.

When he moves to the front pew to pray, he needs help getting down and standing up again. Normally it's Papa Secondo that helps ease him down, and there's a pillow placed down beforehand to save his knees.

After the sermon is over, he chats with siblings and Clergy members for a little while before excusing himself.

He steps into the sacristy, where three of his ghouls are waiting for him. One ghoul carefully removes his robes, one ghoul helps dress him in his comfy clothes, and a third is waiting with a carton of juice and a small snack tray. The three ask him how he's feeling, if he's hurting anywhere, what he wants to do now.

Most of the time, he just wants to go back to his rooms, watch a crappy movie, and cuddle with his ghouls.

#ghost #ghost band #ghost bc #papa emeritus #headcanons #my works #Pregnant Copia #Copia #Papa copia #Cardinal copia #Mpreg #pregnancy headcanons #cw pregnancy #Ghost headcanons

[sister-kym]

No, but this: trans pregnant Cardinal Copia lying on the grass with you during a picnic in the park. You hand-feed him fruits and pastries and do everything to pamper the future daddy. After feeding your big baby and his little baby, you unbutton his cassock right over his tummy and rub, kiss and listen to the tummy for a long time. Talking to the baby, telling them how much you love them and their daddy.

At first he is a little embarrassed to expose his stomach in public, but then he melts because he loves the affection and attention you give him. And the baby already recognizes your voice and kicks with joy every time you talk to them.

#sorry #i'm rambling #tw: pregnancy #pregnant copia #my dumb fantasies #it's cause I love cardi's tummy and I often imagine he's pregnant #he would be such a cute seahorse daddy

[autianthropology]

most normal joke i have ever made w my friends

#pregnant copia #cardinal copia

[piaart]

Man I can’t believe we never got the bdsm cassock

#my art #ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost bc fanart #ghost the band #ghost fanart #papa emeritus #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #bruh look at my gynecologist bruh im getting pregnant

[wolves333]

cr: @river.hood

I have something very inappropriate to say...

#i want to impregnate him #just because men cant get pregnant it doesn't mean we shouldn't try our hardest #ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost band #phantom ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #sodo ghoul #mountain ghoul #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia

[copiousloverofcopia]

Ladies and gentlemen, theys, thems, and everything in between....

May I present to you one of my favorite highlights of my ritual with @vampghoulette, @papasbaseball, @themoderndayvirgin, etc

All I can say is 🥴🫠🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🪦

#my ritual #my video/gif #st. louis re imperator #ghost #the band ghost #copia #papa iv #papa emeritus iv #that fucking hip roll #im pregnant #🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

[dewdrops-whammy-bar]

“I could fix him” “I could make him worse” "I could get him pregnant" well I can crochet him a rat plushie while cockwarming him.

#I could probably get him pregnant too if I tried hard enough but that's not the point #I don't talk about Copia on here enough #it’s sexualizing that old man hours #and brother I’m never late #the band ghost #papa copia #cardinal copia #papa iv #papa emeritus iv #popia

[cease-your-release]

"To What Do I Owe This Pleasure, Papa?"

You are summoned to Papa Emeritus IV’s office, where a pregnant Copia awaits your attention, which you are more than happy to give him. (Fluff, 2,210)

Content warning(s): VERY light angst, mention of gender dysphoria, MPREG

I have such brain rot for pregnant Copia,,, wanna kiss his tummy,,,

As a wise someone on here once said: “I am a man who can get pregnant writing about men who get pregnant.”.

Also on AO3!

The tap of your leather shoes against the freshly polished tile floor of the ministry halls is striking and quick.

You were doing your usual duties, going about your job as normal, until the phone of your department rang. “Papa has asked for you.” Said to you the sister who answered it. To them, it may have seemed cause for concern. You knew better.

It wasn’t long at all before you reached the doors of his office, excitedly knocking at the wood. In response, you hear a voice equally as giddy call out for you to “Come in!”. You do, shutting the entrance behind you, and are met with the image of your partner, sitting behind his desk with a stupidly lovestruck grin on his face.

“Amore, what took you so long?” Copia asks with exaggerated distress, though the ruse doesn’t work as well when he can’t stop cheesing.

“It wasn’t even two minutes!” You respond with a laugh, making your way over to him. “To what do I owe this pleasure, Papa?”

He rolls his eyes and giggles. “Very funny…” His voice drips with sarcasm, turning his chair while you round the corner of the large desk.

And oh, what a sight it is.

His papal robes may hide it well enough, but to you it was unmistakable, especially in a seated position. When facing you, unobstructed by the table before him, the slight outline of his subtly rounded stomach was immediately in your focus. Copia is roughly 6 months along now, though it’s fairly difficult to tell when you cannot utilize the on-site medical professionals in the workplace, and getting an outside visit would not go unnoticed by one Sister Imperator. The others may have their suspicions about your relationship, but none were aware of his pregnancy, you weren’t even sure most of them knew of his ability to bear children. You estimated based on time frame and size, and kept telling yourselves that you would coordinate a day off to take a trip to the local clinic to see for sure. That had not come to fruition yet.

“It’s nothing too pressing, tesoro. Just that I- we… wanted to see you.” He answers your question, bringing a hand to rest atop the bump. That causes the jeweled fabric to shift, and accentuates the shape. You honestly can’t tell if it’s on purpose or not anymore.

“Ah, of course.” You say with a knowing smile. “Did they tell you that?” You lean forward to press a kiss to his forehead, which he hums happily at. One of your hands supports your weight on the armrest of the chair, the other settling over the one of his on his belly.

“Sì, they did! Bambino has been using me like a punching bag, and I could hear them calling for you. I told them ‘Mi dispiace, Bambino, Baba is hard at work, you’ll have to wait’, but…” He gestures to himself with the free hand. “You know how it is, eh?”

The two of you had thought of names by now, but nothing was truly settled on just yet, and you still didn’t know the sex of the baby. His solution was to simply call them “Baby”, like a temporary name, though you both preferred the way it sounded in his mother tongue.

You laugh at his reenactment, and nod in playful agreement. “I do know, Papa.” You say, sliding your hand down to the side of it. You go in a circular motion, a gentle caress. That earns a soft noise of appreciation from him.

“Will you ever tire of that?” Copia asks.

It was a little joke you had thought of shortly after the discovery. About a week in, you were trying your best to go about your work day like nothing was amiss, and you saw him in the hallway. A formal greeting, you bowed your head and said “Good afternoon, Papa.” and that was when it clicked. Later that night, in the safety (what little there was, anyway) of his bedroom, you revealed it to him. “Because you are Papa, and you will be a Papa!” You said. “Ahh, I see! That is very clever, amore.” He laughed along with you then, but now it was like a bad pun- and he liked those, so that meant something.

“Mm.. no, I don’t believe I will.” Is your answer to his question back in the present. He scoffs. “How are you feeling?” Your voice turns much more genuine, almost serious, and your expression reflects that. You could always be lighthearted, but the underlying worry never really subsided.

“I am… better, now that you are here with me.” He sighs, eyebrows pinching upward. His eyes meet yours, and you notice they suddenly seem much more tired than just a moment before. "Non è poi così male quando sei in giro..." Comes from him in a near whisper.

Pregnancy was no easy feat, a fact only made more evident when you throw gender dysphoria into the mix. There were good and bad days, and this one was erring on the side of the latter. You helped Copia throughout all of the steps of top surgery, and were more than happy to do so, but that was a lot of time off, of which neither of you had enough left that year. Bottom surgery was top of his list, but he had to wait at least a few months to get there. In that time is when it happened. Despite the hormone therapy and consistent protection, one day you were waking up to the sound of retching in the suite’s bathroom. That could have been a one-off, but after a week you took an unpermitted trip to the corner store. He called his doctor to figure out the best course of action, but in the end it was up to him. He mulled it over for days, you hardly talked about anything else. You made sure to tell him that there was absolutely no pressure, no need to do this if he was not absolutely positive he wanted it and was able to. In the end, he wanted children, biological if it could be helped, and it could. He temporarily stopped taking testosterone, and now here you are.

“I’m glad I can be that for you, sweetheart.” You say. The hand on the armrest raises to cup his cheek, albeit carefully so as not to smear his paint. He doesn’t seem to mind, though, since he nuzzles right into your palm. The other stays on his abdomen, which allows you to feel a most heartwarming occurrence. From within, something small presses against your fingers. Both of you notice immediately, and don matching, beaming smiles within the second.

“You see? What did I tell you? I’m getting beat up here, huh?” He jokes, each word laced with a giggle.

“I do! That one was pretty strong, I think you may have watched those ‘Rocky’ movies too many times.” You return the humor, though your excitement is palpable- you may even be a little proud. Strength is a good sign in development, right?

“There’s no such thing!” Copia replies in faux offense. A lot of his free time, especially once he started showing, was spent watching films from his vast collection. As much as he loved movies in general, the iconic boxer had always been somewhat of an inspiration for him, so they played quite a few times over the months. “I believe Bambino would like some kisses from you, caro.” He suggests, biting his grinning lip as he gazes up at you from his seated position.

“Oh, would they now?” You ask, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. “They told you that too, I take it?” He nods. You let out a small chuckle at his antics, and slide down to your knees before him. Already, you can’t wipe the smile off of your face, just loving seeing him like this. It is a nice angle. Carefully and slowly, you raise the intricately bedazzled fabric of his robes. He holds it up as you pull it past his ankles, then knees, until finally his midsection is revealed. You meet his eye. “No shirt again?”

“None of them fit anymore, tesoro.” He reminds you matter-of-factly, which is fair enough. None of his usual under-attire, anyway, but he refused to wear his casual tops with the papal getup.

You make a face as if to say “You got me there.”, and turn your attention back to the task at hand. Your gaze falls before you, to the swelled bare skin peeking out from under the bunched up regalia and over a pair of black pants. Perhaps just because it was him, and with your child, but the sight was truly something you could never stop adoring. Subconsciously, the fact that it was kept hidden may have influenced your feelings, the idea of nobody else being able to tell while you couldn’t not notice was enticing to say the least. On either side of the bump is black suspenders, which he found he had to use after not being able to properly fasten his trousers. You gently unclip them, and he sighs in relief. They did put a visible amount of pressure on the underside of it, metal clamps pushing up against his skin. “You could always just undo them when sitting here all day.” You offer, and instinctively begin stroking the flesh with your fingers where imprints of the buckles had formed.

Copia hums in response to the touch before answering. “Yeah, and if a clergy member walked in I would have to stand, and then my pants would drop to the floor.”

That was a good point… and an admittedly amusing image.

“You could wear no pants at all…” You say playfully, glancing back up at him.

“Ah, you would like that, wouldn’t you?” He replies with just as much humor, and nudges your side with his knee, which pulls a laugh from your throat.

You wink at him, but waste no more time, and lean in to press your lips to the top of his rounded belly in a soft, tender kiss. You hear a gasp, but can’t quite get a good look at his face from down here. Even so, you grin, and bring both of your hands to rest on his sides. You trail kisses down the bump steadily, all the while faintly caressing the peripheries of it, which causes him to make a series of tiny noises ranging from sharp intakes of breath to chuckles. Evidently, pregnancy didn’t make him any less ticklish. Nearly halfway down, you manage to catch a glimpse of him. He’s looking at you through one open eye, a faint flush painting his ears, and an adorably wide smile. You swear he could truly melt you if he tried hard enough- or not at all, really. After reaching the end of your path, you add a few more around less calculated spots here and there, and rest your forehead against it with closed eyes. He’s quite warm, but perhaps that’s due to your actions.

“Anche noi ti amiamo, caro.” Copia mutters after a few long moments, and brings a gloved hand to your head, lightly stroking over your hair.

You smile, then press one last kiss to his stomach, right above his belly button, which you had observed has been turning into an “outie”. You go to reattach one of the suspenders to his pants when his hand blocks your view.

“Leave them, per favore.” He requests quietly.

“Not worried about flashing the clergy anymore?” You inquire lightheartedly in response, and begin to pull the robes back down over him, watching as the fruit of your labor disappeared underneath.

“Ah, they probably won’t come see me today.” He answers with a sigh. “Besides, I might have to call you back before the day is over.”

You raise yourself from your spot on the floor, having unfolded the garment to its end. “My department is already wondering about these frequent visits, Papa.” You warn, though only half of you really cares right now. You lean over him again, your faces mere inches apart.

Copia straightens his posture, which allows him to reach you for a quick kiss. “It’s not up to me, yell at Bambino.”

“I could never.” You respond with a quickness, your tone only half joking, and reciprocate his little peck before standing upright. You had spent a suspicious amount of time in his office by now, and the both of you knew you had to be leaving soon.

“I know, amore…” He says, stroking your upper arm before watching you step back, not taking your eyes off of him just yet. “I will call and tell them that I kept you, that it’s my fault.”

Before you can tell him not to worry his pregnant head about it, the landline on his desk rings.

He presses his index finger to his lips, and with his other hand makes a “shoo” motion. You blow a silent kiss to him before opening the door and stepping out, trying to fix your expression to be anything less than elated.

You know he’ll send for you again.

Translations (kind of):

"Non è poi così male quando sei in giro..." : "It's not so bad when you're around..."

“Anche noi ti amiamo, caro.” : "We love you too, dear."

#MPREG #I warned you #Copia is trans and pregnant! #Fluff #tooth rotting fluff #domestic fluff #romantic fluff #pregnancy #light angst #FEATHER light #mpreg fic #ghost #ghost band #ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost the band #copia ghost #papa emeritus iv #papa copia #popia #copia x reader #papa emeritus iv x reader #ghost band fic #the band ghost fanfiction #fanfic #fic #fluff fic #copia fanfiction #papa emeritus fanfiction #trans copia

[fagsarecool]

maybe next year we could talk about awesome man tummy. on anon bc scared soryr

Nah, you're good. Anyway this ask reminded me of an idea I had that was a Mr beast thumbnail with him gasping and shit and it says HES PREGNANT? with one of the dudes I want to get pregnant behind him

#like the copia pregnant image or something #edited peemo pregnant photo #or something #asks #anonymous little lad

[skywarpie]

So how does copia have kids if you hc him as trans?

For the millionth time, trans people CAN have kids. Idk what's so hard to understand this

#the band ghost #yall keep this up and im writing a trans pregnant copia just to make yall mad

[littleghoulghost]

Imma just keep sending requests lol, but how would the pacj work when for example LG is pregnant? Would they become more protective etc?

You're good! They absolutely do. Pregnancy is very hard in Hell, so instinctively they become more protective, more concerned, more doting. In Hell a pregnant Ghoul could be an easy meal for a much larger creature/demon, so it's very necessary. Animal kingdom rules all around. They ain't letting her out of their sight.

#little ghoul #the band ghost #mountain ghoul #cardinal copia #cirrus ghoulette #papa emeritus 4 #sodo ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #cumulus ghoulette #swiss ghoul #aurora ghoulette #phantom ghoul #ghoul pack #pack dynamics #pregnant ghoul

[running-ace21]

Can't stop thinking about people mistaking Copia as the pregnant one. Like it's early into Terzo’s pregnancy and Copia already had a bit of extra weight on him, he's just extra full of stress and sympathy snacks.

Chubby copia 😍😍😍

So @helloyesitstwig actually has a fic/ blurb about this that I find to be very sweet! If you haven't already, you should check it out.

So as we know, I always picture Copia with a beautiful round, prominent belly. When news had circulated throughout the ministry of the pregnancy, naturally everybody's interest have piqued. I could see a conversation between to siblings going something lik this:

"See I told you he wasn't just gaining weight," the other sister would blush as she noticed they weren't alone. A brother of sin walked up to them. "You would think that he would invest in maternity clothes. Have you guys seen how impossibly tight they are?!?"

"How could anybody miss that belly of his?" The siblings made their way through the halls of the abbey, before long, bumping into the Cardinal and Papa. "Cardinal!" Sister A exclaimed. "You look absolutely beautiful and radiant," she admired.

Copia wouldn't be able to figure out what she meant because he was aware at how stuffed into his clothes he was. So he just muttered a thank you before excusing himself and Terzo to be on their way.

"Terz, do i look 'radiant' to you?" Copia asked with genuine curiosity. "Oh babe," Terzo said placing a hand in his partner's belly, "She thought you were the one carrying our little bambina"

#ghost #ask box #copia #copiiia #terzo #chubby copia #mpreg #pregnant terzo #mpreg terzo

[sweatandwoe]

Ok sweaty but hear me out, Dad!Terzo

yes, but also let me be the mother

#one night stand terzo gets you pregnant fic #I actually had that outlined for copia a lil bit but Terzo takes over my brain rot #man is happily rotting my brain the dick #sweaty asks #terzo

[warp-factor-69]

okay we all assume that Secondo and Terzo were born several years (I’ve seen upwards of a whole decade) before Copia but isn’t it entirely possible that they’re all around the same age? like what if the two women nihil kisses at the end of chapter 8 are their respective mothers. perhaps nihil tried to drown his sorrows in a series of flings after imperator dumped him and that’s how we got papas ii and iii

#the band ghost #ghost lore #if anything that would make Copia slightly older than them because imperator is almost definitely pregnant by that time

[nekronyancer]

Been thinking some thoughts

About a Ghost AU....where Sister Imperator basically gives Copia to the ministry after he was born, instead of raising him herself until the point where he's old enough to start mentoring him into becoming Papa.

Of course she's lying about it, saying she "found him outside the gates". So he's raised by the sisters and brothers of sin.

Primo, Secondo and Terzo all knew what Sister did(it was quite obvious, one day she's very pregnant and the next day she's not but coincidentally she finds an abandoned baby who's also part of the bloodline? Not sus at all.) and they give her the side eye whenever they see her.

At this time Nihil is still in his prime, touring as Papa and Kiss The Go-Goating women so he could give two fucks about his sons or the fact that he has a new one.

The brothers don't meet him until he's around 5 because even though they're aware of his existence, there are a lot of children in the ministry and Sister made sure to keep him(and his identity) hidden, so one fateful day they bump into him with a sister and realize who he really is.

They decide from that point on to take his parenting upon themselves(well mostly Primo does, it's not his first time raising a brother of his afterall) and try to give him a better life than what he had so far.

The other brothers are all cardinals at this point, with Primo waiting to become Papa.

(It's really just me wanting to draw some emeritus brothers bonding and loving eachother so don't mind this post and the upcoming ones if that's not your cup of tea.)

It also needs a name or a tag I guess? So I can keep track of them and put them all in one #

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[gravehags]

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