𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰.

Oh, the Perpetua energy is STRONG, here. 🫠

🍪 ─ bake & decorate sugar cookies @legacysouls

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒   𝐀𝐋𝐋   too   quickly.   elio   sees   it   as   the   faces   of   his   children   grow   &   change   with   time.   each   passing   day   a   treasure   that   he   strives   to   preserve   as   best   as   he   could.   he   takes   a   page   from   his   adoptive   parents   book,   in   that   he   saves   everything   he   could.   photos,   keepsakes,   home   movies,   &   the   like.   still   it   never   seems   like   it   is   enough.   he   is   thankful   at   the   least   that   between   their   infernal   blood   &   elio's   own   vampiric   condition   his   kits   would   not   die   before   his   eyes   so   long   as   lucifer   blessed   them.   he   had   the   long   stretch   of   eternity   to   look   forward   to   with   his   little   family.

moving   about   the   kitchen   he   had   everything   set   out,   all   the   ingredients   for   homemade   sugar   cookies   along   with   homemade   icing.   as   his   adoptive   mother   would   have   said   homemade   is   best.   elio   can't   help   the   slight   pain   within   his   chest   at   the   thought   of   his   late   mother,   adelaide.   she   had   passed   not   to   long   after   his   father   lorenzo   had.   the   two   truly   had   been   too   in   love   with   each   other   to   allow   even   death   to   keep   them   apart   for   long.   he   missed   them,   lamented   that   his   kits   only   had   a   little   time   with   them   before   the   end.   still,   he   held   many   cherished   memories   of   them   both   &   he   tried   his   best   to   focus   on   those   in   times   like   the   present.

❝   how   is   the   library   treating   you   piccolo   fiore   ?   ❞   he   asked   softly,   turning   to   watch   as   his   kit   carefully   started   to   decorate   the   already   baked   cookies,   an   adorable   look   of   concentration   on   their   features   that   reminded   him   oh   so   much   of   basalt.   there   was   hints   of   elio   there   as   well,   the   nose   for   one   was   near   identical   to   his   natural   one   that   he'd   changed   so   many   years   ago.   their   kit   was   a   perfect   blend   of   them   both,   a   sight   that   warmed   elio's   heart.   no   matter   how   old   iggy   got   elio   would   always   consider   them   to   be   his   little   kit,   treasuring   &   loving   them   without   question.

he   is   relieved   that   now   that   iggy   was   old   enough   to   actually   find   work   within   the   ministry   that   the   vast   majority   of   problematic   clergy   members   had   been   removed   on   way   or   another.   elio   &   his   sister   had   seen   to   that.   after   a   much   needed   break   the   twins   had   cleaned   house,   starting   a   new   chapter   for   the   ministry.   he   was   proud   that   over   the   years   it   had   become   a   safe   place   for   ghouls,   a   more   welcoming   place   where   they   were   not   seen   as   servants.   admittedly   there   was   a   spiteful   part   of   him   that   thrived   off   of   the   fact   that   his   biological   parents   no   doubt   were   turning   in   their   forgotten   graves   over   this   notion.   ❝   do   you   want   some   batter   ?   i   fear   i   could   eat   my   weight   in   it.   ❞   he   laughed,   amusement   sparkling   in   his   mismatched   hues.

The mild scent of WARM butter and sugary vanilla fills the entire kitchen as another batch of sugar cookies bakes in the oven. If there was one thing about their father, it's that he always made more than enough to go around if he was taking charge of preparing homemade meals or treats. Enough for the entire ghoul den to have their share and still have extra helpings. Iggy recalls in their youth helping him in the kitchen with their older sister, except back then it was much less of a hands on experience and more about licking the spoons or helping to messily crack an egg or two.

" Uhm...It's going good. " Iggy stares down at the cookie in the middle of deep concentration, finishing off the icing design with a THOUGHTFUL lick of their lips before they look back up at the other. " Nice and quiet most days and I've actually been enjoying reorganizing everything. I'm sure it's needed an update for years but no one's bothered until now. " It's been a long time since things have changed in the Ministry with clergy members replaced or fired entirely from their positions, old traditions reformed, and most of all the ghouls were treated with much more respect. Reading on the history of it all made them all the more PROUD to be Elio's kit, even if when growing up it wasn't the easiest to fit in with their human peers due to their Emeritus lineage. While not always necessarily negative interactions occurred, they had at the very least been compared to their father, expected to follow in his footsteps in becoming the next antipope. However, bright flashing lights, loud music, and performing it all in front of a crowd only sounded like a NIGHTMARE to Iggy, thus when a position in the library opened they had pounced on the opportunity.

Kit Curry O’Connell, “World’s End”

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘   𝐁𝐀𝐓   oh   how   he   loves   to   hear   storm   call   him   that.   it   has   him   flushing   &   gladly   climbing   onto   his   mate's   lap   to   snuggle   up   to   the   air   ghoul   with   a   pleased   purr.   he   can't   help   but   kneed   at   storm's   chest,   claws   lightly   pricking   through   the   fabric   of   the   ghoul's   clothing.   ❝   yeah   practice   was   good,   had   a   fun   jam   session   with   dew   &   rainy.   ❞   he   smiled   softly   at   that,   always   loving   to   spend   time   with   the   other   two.   at   the   mention   of   their   little   ones   settled   down   for   a   nap   he   lets   out   a   pleased   chirp   ❝   i'm   glad   they're   resting,   they'll   be   zooming   all   over   the   place   when   they   wake   up   though.   maybe   we   should   take   them   outside   to   play   for   a   bit   when   they   do   ?   ❞

his   tail   tangled   with   storm's   fluffy   one   as   he   leaned   in,   playfully   licking   over   his   mate's   cheek   affectionately   before   nuzzling   against   his   beard   that   he   loved   oh   so   much.   truly   it   would   be   a   tragic   day   if   storm   ever   shaved   it   off.   ❝   it's   still   so   surreal   to   me   that   we're   here   ...   that   we're   safe.   ❞   he   admitted   softly,   though   without   any   sadness   tainting   his   tone.   time   has   helped   him   to   heal   his   wounds   both   physically   &   mentally   with   the   aid   of   both   therapy   &   his   little   family.   ❝   our   kits   get   to   grow   up   with   comfort   &   safety.   stardust   never   has   to   go   hungry   again.   ❞   he's   so   thankful   to   copia   for   summoning   him,   for   summoning   all   of   them.   perpetua   taking   over   the   summoner   bond   officially   for   himself   &   storm   had   been   relieving   too,   not   that   he   didn't   trust   copia   but   it   helped   to   know   that   the   current   papa   felt   just   as   strongly   about   protecting   their   little   family   as   the   previous   one   had.

❝   i   just   want   to   give   them   the   whole   world.   ❞   he   sighed   softly,   resting   his   head   against   storm's   shoulder   as   he's   held.   ❝   the   ministry   is   finally   changing.   frater   is   making   it   better   for   us   ghouls   &   papa   is   helping   too,   i   never   thought   i'd   see   it.   i   thought   sister   was   going   to   live   forever.   ❞   a   truly   horrendous   thought.   ❝   they   get   to   grow   up   with   other   kits,   in   a   close   knit   pack.   it's   all   i've   ever   wanted   for   them,   for   us.   ❞

Each little pinprick of Phantom's claws kneading at his chest only further put Storm in a state of RELAXATION, his head tilting back briefly while his mate gets settled. " I know they will, they're always so full of energy. " Whether it be from their elements or just typical kit behavior in general, their little ones were always ready to be on the move after getting some sleep. " Some outdoor time will be good for all of us I think, I know I could use some after being cooped up in the tour bus for weeks. " Storm sighs and lets his forehead fall against the multi ghoul's with a smile. There would still be part of him that missed the thrill of touring and performing. He had gradually gotten used to being showered with love by the fans, but he would never prefer that over BONDING with his family. Now that it wasn't as much of a factor outside of practicing to keep their musical skills sharp, they had all the time in the world to be there and watch and guide their kits while they continued to grow up in a SAFE environment.

Safety. It really was such a strange concept for both of them, even after YEARS of being topside the bonded pair continued to be on edge sometimes. Notably they displayed more frequent feral behaviors than the other members of their pack, but they had never been shamed for it. Only given understanding and assistance in coping with the lingering fears they might have from their time SURVIVING in the pit. Storm couldn't be happier that Phantom had been reunited with his parents on top of everything else, they had been crucial in helping with the kits while they got used to their new home within the Ministry.

" We are giving them the world, my love. And we'll continue to do so even after they're grown. " Storm purrs reassuringly, their tails winding together further as they both cuddle each other CLOSE. " As much as I feel for Copia and Perpetua losing their mother...it's best that she's no longer here and in a position of power. " A sentiment he hopes that the new Frater and Papa would understand, though he could feel the heaviness of grief coming from both of them whenever such a topic was touched upon. It was a DIFFICULT subject, one that was probably best discussed among the twins instead of coming from a ghoul. That is, if they would ever begin talking in the first place that wasn't back and forth jabs or Copia trying to avoid Perpetua altogether. " Speaking of, we should set up a playdate for the little ones. It's warming up lately, enough to go outside in the sun and have a picnic while they play with the other kits. "