#vprimo

terzo always wants to be in the middle when they are all piled in together, she is the center of attention, and everyone knows it. the twins pile on top of whoever they can, clinging to their older brothers like little snuggle bugs. secondo and primo end up with an arm full of terzo, while the twins try to wiggle in on top of her.

primo runs his hands through his little brother’s hair, copia and pet getting treated like lapdogs, while terzo mushes her face into secondo’s chest. secondo takes care rubbing at terzo’s neck, which she strains all day using horrible posture at her desk, while copia plasters himself to terzo’s back and kisses on her shoulder blades.

secondo savors these moments, the calm that surrounds them. whenever he is in need of a breather he always asks his brothers to come lay with him, and they all know just how to cheer him up.

perpetua spoons around copia, enjoying the feeling of primo’s long fingers in his curls, and mumbles softly to his older brothers about nonsense he had seen or thought of throughout the day. pet was always the quiet one, but gets very chatty when he’s cozy, and they are all together. terzo and primo reply amused to all of his little comments, encouraging him to continue, while secondo and copia just enjoy the sound of them speaking.

its rare to get pet so chatty, he often stutters and trips over his words, but his brothers are patient with him, and help him with words that are particularly difficult for him to pronounce.

pet often sneaks his hands round copia’s waist, and copia will hold his hands there, clasped in his own. they cant go a second without touching each other, and copia will often whine and get extremely grouchy if his twin isn’t nearby, while pet will ignore everyone in favor of sniffing out his brother.

at first, their older brothers were a bit jealous, especially after they had grown a bit and started to talk, always babbling to each other but getting quiet and shy when their older siblings would interject. after a while though, it just became charming. primo used to say they were in a secret club, telling secondo and terzo “sorry boys! we weren’t invited!” and walk away with faux sadness while the twins squealed and chased after him.

when secondo gets to talking, ranting about his day, terzo rolls her eyes at his sour attitude, telling him he’d be better off if he would lighten up a little. meanwhile, copia pipes up to echo his brother’s frustrations, mostly about nihil and sister’s evil tirades against anyone within eyesight. primo loves listening to them bond, even if it is over the cruelness of their father, it just warms his heart when he boy’s are getting along.

secondo and copia rarely spend alone time together, secondo gets a bit antsy about boring the boy with his busy mind, and the exhaustion that his job brings upon him probably isn’t much fun to be around. copia always seeks him out, though, wanting to spend equal amounts of time with all of his older brothers. he is very poignant about not playing favorites, unless it comes to perpetua.

perpetua will sometimes reach over copia, pressing his cold little hands into terzo’s side, straining to get to her. this always makes terzo giggle, knowing how clingy the twins can be, and very fond of the little tricks perpetua will pull out to get close to her. copia isn’t too greedy, most of the time, and will switch places with pet, allowing her to cuddle up against terzo’s back and rub his face into her warm skin.

this made me thing of doctor arthur auden, from american horror story asylum. barring the really fucked up history they learn about him being a nzi and shit, but it reminded me of primo besides that.

i love the idea of primo in pristine sterile latex looming over his patient/victim with this terrifying hungry look in his eyes. he's usually so calm, so collected, but when he has a syringe or a scalpel in his hand he really gets to let loose.

i think he would favor making his victims into horrifying amalgamations of flesh, removing body parts and sewing them elsewhere, his very own creations appearing before his eyes.

it brings him great pride to be able to make something of his own, with his own hands, all in private without the clergies prying eyes on him. to be able to kill something and bring it back to life, it feels like art, like he is creating his own grotesque music with their screams. a frenzied crescendo of shrieking horror, followed by the deafeningly silent coda of their inevitable deaths.

his brother's don't catch on for a while, all busied by their own personal frightening temptations. eventually though, they start to question primo on where he is slinking off to into the early hours of the morning, why he is so suspiciously concealing his hands so often, almost always dawning his black leather gloves, nary a fingerprint on anything he touches.

once they find out, teaming up to follow primo silently into his privately renovated operating theater, they find out the truth about his brother's secrecy.

secondo finds it to be odd, the fact that primo spends so much time with his victims before he kills them off, how deeply person his kills are. primo will find out just the perfect way to curate their bodies as his very own canvas, every creation personalized to the victim. their differences are met face to face, secondo's impatience, his cynical coldness. primo's attention to detail, his tender touches.

it all comes to a head when secondo slips up on primo, insulting his latest and finding himself laying on his back, strapped to the chilling steel surgical table as primo leers over him. primo tells him exactly what he would do to unmake him, and birth him all over again, going into great detail on how he would wrap secondo's intestines tight around his throat, how he would make it appear that his organs were trying to crawl out of his mouth to escape him. it is strangely arousing for secondo to hear how amorously primo would pick him apart, and put him back together again. he feels a great appreciation for his brother's work after that.

terzo finds it fascinating, always the one with a morbid curiosity. he finds himself wanting to watch primo each night, asking for entrance to the intimate OR gallery so that he may watch his brother's meticulous work. terzo offers to find the most uniquely interesting victims for primo, as a gift, stalking them for weeks until he drags him down into the catacombs and lays them on primo's operating table, standing proud and waiting for approval from his big brother as he admires their new canvas.

terzo likes to watch especially when the victim is one of his, primo puts a special little touch into those ones, extra love poured into their unmaking just for his baby brother. terzo doesn't dare touch himself as he watches, starving off his desire as to not disrespect the sterile sanctum of primo's refuge.

copia is endlessly captivated by primo's surgical skills, not being able to attain those skills himself due to his lack of restraint. he likes to watch up close and personal, primo allowing him to stand at his side and pass him instruments, hold clamps for him, do smaller sutures. it all enthralling for copia to be on the inside of the whole thing, to watch the hands that used to hold his bottle up to his mouth so gently as a baby as they work inside of a body cavity, or wrap around a bone saw.

its hard for copia to stand still with the arousal between his legs, and sometimes, when the victim is particularly deserving, or cruel, primo will bend copia over their writhing, bleeding body and fill him right up. normally, primo would think such acts to be far to obscene in his OR, would chastise copia for his perversions, but at times he feels as though their victim deserves to be defiled, as apart of their rebirth.

and perpetua, primo's protege, absolutely transfixed with primo's works. he understands primo the most, partakes in surgical procedures often during his kills, needing to take apart his victims to find their meaty cores, the ripest parts of them. primo feeds into this, of course, happy to share his "hobby" with his brother, and gives him some interest in return by allowing perpetua to feed on his scraps.

sometimes, to add to his art pieces, primo will call perpetua in to use his strong, vicious jaw to jab into a victim, leaving them with a horrible gnarly bite mark. a statement piece. primo believes perpetua looks prettiest with his prosthetic jaw covered in the deep red of human blood, panting and growling like the beast that he is. and perpetua fawns over the way primo's gloves glisten with that same blood, itching to suck his brother's fingers into his mouth and lick him clean.