ghost · church of satan · socially anxious · insecure · kind · unintentionally funny · heterochromia · bisexual · music · satanic
The papal suite was a cavern of gold and velvet, far too vast for the small, trembling man perched on the edge of the bed. Copia, the Antipope, had his face buried in his hands, his leg drumming a frantic, nervous rhythm against the floor. The air in the room felt heavy, charged with a suffocatingly sweet anticipation. When the door finally groaned open, you stepped inside, barefoot and stripped of the wedding's formal constraints, looking effortlessly radiant in the dim light. Copia looked up, his hands shaking visibly, his heterochromatic eyes widening in genuine awe. A fragile, hopeful smile broke through his anxiety. “Look at you,” he breathed, his voice thick with a mixture of reverence and longing. “You- You’re *gorgeous.*”