♡•《Ghost Ficlets》•♡

♡Terzo x Sibling of sin!reader♡

(Reader written as AFAB will post AMAB version later)
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♤Halloween/Samhain Night♤

You could just barely feel the vibrations of the bass, the annual Samhain party taking place just across the courtyard in the main hall of the Abbey. With a satisfied hum, you start towards the party, a small black clutch purse in tow.

Like your previous Halloweens, you didn't have a costume prepared. You were distraught, albeit parties weren't exactly your scene you wanted to get the proper experience, being that it was your first Samhain at the ministry. You had vented your frustration to the ghoulettes you'd come to befriend, who were generously able to wrangle together a last minute costume for you. The ghoulettes were overall pleased with their handiwork, having managed to find some poor soul's admitly cute dress in the ministry's lost and found. It was a sleek black cocktail dress adorned with a sweetheart neckline, long sleeves, and a small elastic bow synched at your waist. They were even more pleased when a certain ghoul volunteered a pair of cat ears and collar, complete with a tiny jingle bell, to complete the look.

Despite their... suspicions...

They gladly took the accessories, being sure to disinfect them before giving them to you.

Just to be safe.

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Finally having arrived, you looked in awe at the large ballroom. The iconic victorian detailing of the ministry was ever present with large columned pillars spaced evenly about the room upholding its arched, high ceilings. Siblings, ministry officials, and ghouls alike were scattered across the room, mingling together as music blared. The lights were off, the dance floor providing the most light in the otherwise dimly candle lit room. Even complete with strobe lights and colorchanging LEDs lining the dance floor.

Pretty modern for a Satanist church.

It wasn't long till you spotted a familiar anxious Cardinal nestled into a corner table. Only now, he was decked out, complete with a black form fitting suit with red detailing, black leather gloves, and a bat like cape flowing behind him. He waved to you, albeit hesitant. Regardless, you were more than glad to see him and were happy to join him in his spot in the corner.

"Y/N, so nice to see you! I didn't think you would make it er- but I'm glad you're here now!" Even in the low light you could see an all too familiar flush spread across his face. It only deepening when you returned his smile with one of your own.

"Thanks Copia, I'm glad I came to." You smiled, genuinely happy to have pleasant company at such a large gathering.

Copia looked down at his lap, wringing his hands out. He was anxious, and although he normally was in some way, shape, or form this was different. You didn't miss the way his heterochromatic eyes flit across the room, avoiding contact with your own. He began to hum, a tell tale sign he was trying to find the words for what he wanted to say.

"Ah, ehm... you look very lovely Y/N." He mumbled.

You were a bit worried about his fidgeting, but before you could ask about it a clawed hand gently gripped at your shoulder.

Copia was just as, if not more, startled to see the infamously temperamental ghoul, Dewdrop, gripping you from behind.

Dewdrop grinned, flashing his fangs, "Y/N-" he adjusted himself, leaning into you and propping his head atop his hand, with his elbow resting upon your shoulder. "-didn't expect you to be here~"

THWACK.

"Fucking dickhead."

Swiss to the rescue.

"I am so sorry Y/N, Dew here is on his 8th shot of tequila." He sighed, grabbing Dewdrop by the gruff of his neck and pulling him off you like a cat. Dew only huffed, letting Swiss hold him up just like a cat. You couldn't help but giggle.