#i need to kiss a priest and i also need to get hit by one . kts um. normal feelings about things

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sometimes im so sick of it, im so utterly disgusted and tired that because of memories that ruin my day i cant even look at a man of cloth normally anymore, im so sick and tired of my brain needing me to get on my knees and turn this fear into pleading for forgiveness and love. and i hate it so much, because it feels so good to wail for some sort of god to see me. doesnt it feel good to be a follower? catholism is an incurable childhood desease that can only be battled through transsexuality and faggottry, if you needed to know

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First Trigun x Reader Post Eyyyy!!

Hi everyone! I've started this blog mainly to put all my simp needs. And maybe yours as well.

Vash, Wolfwood, and Knive's Response to: "Would you like me if I turned into a worm?" Question from (Y/n).

(Talking about Trigun's big ass worm and not the tiny one hehe)

Vash The Stampede:

The two of you were on a travel journey to go to the next city, Augusta. Regardless of how long the walk would take, the conversations help pass the time. Making it interesting to get to know Vash more and more. Everything was going well until there was a question that hit your mind. (Y/n) already knew what answer Vash was going to give, but it's the way he answered and expressed it that piqued an interest.

"Vash...I got a question for 'ya." (Y/n) changed the topic as they looked up to them.

"Huh? What is it, (Y/n)?" Vash asked, expressing his curiosity as to what his mayfly would ask him.

"...Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

There was a sudden silence between the two before Vash responded with: "I beg your pardon?" Making sure he had heard right.

“Ya…Would you still love me if I was a worm?” They asked once more, looking into his eyes. He could tell they were being genuine by the look on their expression. 

“W-Well...Ya. I’d love you in any shape or form, mayfly...but why a worm?” He rubbed the back of his neck and looked into their eyes. Even if it was the silliest question Vash had heard in his years (150 years) of living, he still wanted to give them an answer.

“...Life is filled with possibilities, Vash…Who knows, what if I turn into a worm the next day.”  

Vash only laughed at this comment only to get a light jabbed on the shoulder by them as they raised their voice a little. “I’m being dead serious!”   

“Even if you were to turn into a worm right now, I’d still take you alongside me and give you kisses everywhere.” He smiled proudly at his answer, even laughing at his own response since it was also silly. He can only imagine: ‘the humanoid typhoon and his soulmate…the worm.’ Even though (Y/n) tried to make this a serious conversation, they couldn’t help but let out a giggle at the big smile Vash displayed. 

“...What about me? Would you still love me if I was a worm?” Vash asked, slightly blushed from the question that sounded childish to even say. 

“No.”

“WHAT!?”

(Y/n) laughed by his sudden surprise. Especially on how serious he was taking the question.  

“Of course, I would. And besides…Even if you’re not human, or a plant, I’d still love you regardless, because you’re everything to me.” 

Vash looked into his lover’s eyes with shock then pure bliss by their responses. Even if this wasn’t the first time hearing this, it always warms his heart knowing that someone like (Y/n) would always be there by his side through thick and thin. He wrapped his arms around them and pulled them in for a hug, thanking them for loving him regardless.

Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Wolfwood leans on a metal wall of an alley, smoking a cigarette while (Y/n) sits on the floor, resting their foot from a long walk to the city they’re now in. Even if Wolfwood is a bit impatient, he’d rather have them resting instead of having to carry them on their travel. The two haven’t exchanged a word for one another, only the sound of people chatting and doing their usual business in the background. That was until (Y/n) decided that now would be a good time to ask the question that have been burning in their mind since dating him.

“Hey, Nicholas?” (Y/n) looked up at the man, meeting his eyes behind his shades.

“Hm?” 

“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“...Did you lose brain cells from the heat? What the hell kind of question is that?” He looked at (Y/n) annoyed by the sudden question. 

“Just answer it.” (Y/n) demanded, but the priest rolled his eyes.

“You can’t be serious. Why the hell would anyone love a worm?” He takes the cigarette out of his mouth, overall confused as to why this was even a thing to begin with. Even the mere thought of seeing the worm was enough for Wolfwood to be slightly disgusted. 

“So you wouldn’t love me if I was a worm?” The sad look in (Y/n)’s eyes as Wolfwood answered a bit harshly. With both the question and the response from (Y/n), Wolfwood looked at them confused, concerned, and annoyed by this unrealistic question. He could have just flat out lied and said yes to avoid the sad look, but he didn’t want to lie either, especially towards (Y/n) on this certain matter.  

“What? You expect me to say yes? …Where did you even come up with that anyway?” 

(Y/n) didn’t respond to his questions that kept piling up. They decided to act as if this truly did hurt their feelings, even though it was just for their entertainment. 

“I would love you if you turned into a worm, Nicholas.” 

He didn’t respond or retract his answer, instead, he just rubbed his face down with one hand slowly. “...I should just charge you for every dumb question you give me…I’d have $$50,000 double dollars by now.” 

“What the– Would you seriously do that to me!?”

“$$60,000 double dollars now.” He smirked, enjoying the reaction (Y/n) is now giving him. It all seems as though the worm topic was now out the window by this idea of being charged. Once the topic of both the worm and question fee was over, Wolfwood sat down next to (Y/n), throwing an arm over their shoulder and pulling them close to his side. The sudden action was just enough for (Y/n) to feel their cheeks burning up. They pressed their cheek against him as they heard a light chuckle coming from him as he looked down at them with fondness before speaking up. 

“...You know I love you right?” Wolfwood asked, he faced the ground for a while before turning his full attention to his significant other. (Y/n) felt his hand on their chin, guiding them to look up into his eyes as he slowly leans in.

“....But would you–”

“For heaven's sake-”

Knives Millions

It was rare to have a long interaction with Knives as he was always keeping himself busy for his plans to set perfectly. Today was one of those days when the two could finally have a decent conversation with one another. Mostly just Knives going over what was going on with the plans, what he and Conrad have discussed, and overall how long he thinks it’ll take to get the paradise he long desired for him and his siblings….and (Y/n)...maybe? The conversation slowly dyed down which was upsetting for (Y/n). Before even thinking, they called out Knives’s attention. 

“Knives, May I ask you something?” (Y/n) asked. 

“You may.” Knives responded. His arms crossed, looking down at (Y/n) to see if the question was something involving his plan or maybe worse…their future.

“Would you…love me if I was a worm…?” 

“...What?” He looked turned his full body towards (Y/n).

(Y/n) took a deep breath and looked into his eyes, trying to gather the courage to repeat the question once more to their intimidating partner. 

“I said..Would you still love me if I was a worm?” They repeated once more, only to see that Knives held onto the expression and pose as if he was still waiting. 

Silent. 

Nothing but silence filled up the room. Knives only looked at (Y/n) with a blank yet annoyed expression. ‘What? Is this a human thing?’ Knives thought to himself. Didn’t even bother to answer (Y/n)’s question due to how idiotic it was. 

“Kni-” 

“Quiet.” Knives commanded, still baffled by the weird question that was asked. He was feared by thousands of people and killed multiple humans, and yet here he is being asked if he would still have an affectionate, romantic feeling with a worm. Pathetic.

“I don’t have time for such nonsense questions of yours. If you have nothing important to ask in regard to my plans, then I suggest you keep them to yourself.” His voice was cold and stern, both of which matched his expression. His arms remain crossed as he looks away from (Y/n). There was nothing but silence in the room once more. (Y/n) felt embarrassed for even asking that, especially towards someone like Knives who couldn’t take a joke to save his life. 

“...I’ll see you later tonight…I must have a word with Conrad alone.” Knives’s words are now gentler than it was before. He walked away, leaving (Y/n) behind once more. 

A bit of confusion and anxiety crept in on (Y/n). Did they screw up? Was it offensive to him? Maybe once he comes back, they can explain to him what the meaning behind it was. While (Y/n) was alone in a room, Knives invited Conrad to a separate room to discuss something important. 

“You said this was urgent?” Conrad looked over at Knives as he looked down on the ground thinking about what just happened.

“...What is the meaning behind the question: “Would you still love me if I was a worm” doctor?”

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Bodyguard

Damian Priest Oneshot

TW: Not a lot lol, some kissing now and then.

Summary: Reader ends up hurt somehow during the match like she took a hit during the match (not a tag team match) and protective judgment day but mostly protective Damian.

A/N: Thank you for the prompt @judgementdayfan1

Also, shall I make a Damian Priest series? PLEASE COMMENT YES OR NO!

You'd worked so tirelessly for this moment, fighting for the Raw Women’s Championship. The management had entrusted you with being a part of the Judgement Day and to utilise it to your advantage seeing as management were high on them. Being part of the Judgement Day had soared you to heights you never expected both professionally and personally. As soon as you joined the stable Damian took you under his wing, you felt at times he had become your personal bodyguard, during matches he was there to protect you, obviously as part of the storyline. When dues who you’d rejected kept trying to flirt with you he was always ready to tell them to jog on or scare them off, both wrestling guys, fans and random memebers of the public. It made you think, if he was protecting you from other guys was there a reaosn for it? You couldn't deny how handsome he was and how you wouldn’t say no to anything that may happen with him. But underneath all that you were just so thankful to be able to learn from a veteran like him. As soon as Priest was informed about a new person joining The Judgment Day he was hesitant, he didn’t really think the group needed a new member. When he was told it was you he quickly ate his words, he liked you. You were already estbalished in the business and knew what you were doing so he knew you wolnd’t ruin The Judgement Day’s rep. The both of you had communicated before, whenever he visited the performance centre you’d always exchange greetings and a light hearted conversation. He always liked your ínstagram pictures and occasionally left a flirty comment or emoji. 

So naturally when you joined the group he continued to flirt and as time grew… he was besotted with you. He admired your work ethic, most importantly he worshipped who you were as a person. He idolised how sweet and kind-hearted you were, nobody backstage had a bad word to say about you. The first time he kissed you you didn't want to act on your desires, you didn't want it to ruin your chances of success.

The second time was harder to resist, he had you alone and cornered in the men's locker room. One hand hoisting up your leg as he whispered how stunning you were into your ear. The nervous jitters of getting caught redhanded had been swept away by the confidence that Priest gave you when you were around him.

"If I could take you right here and now…" Priest ran his fingers down your chest until he reached the laces on your gear, slowly untying it and licking his lips as he cauht sight of your cleavege.

"Why don't you hmm?" Every moment spent with him only increased your willingness to be daring and free. Priest had brought a different side out of you, that's why in moments like this with Damian you surprised yourself.

"Think you can handle me?" His low guttural whisper sent electric shivers down your spine. You closed your eyes soaking up every kiss that he tenderly planted across your neck and roaming down to your chest causing you to groan in pleasure. By the third, fourth and fifth time it became quite obvious to other people that you and Damian were probably now exclusive as you didn't try to hide it anymore. He was happy walking around with your hand in his, his arm over your shoulder or around your waist.

Priest, Balor, Dom they were all proud of you for reaching this moment of your career. The match was running smoothly, the crowd was lapping it up, Rhea was playing her sordid role, perfectly helping you out at certain points when the ref was looking away. That was until it went black for you. Rhea winced as she had a front row seat at you landing on your head. She observed closely by leaning on the apron and noticed there wasn't much movement on your end. As Damian watched backstage he had a feeling from Rhea's face that perhaps something wasn't right, it wasn't until he locked eyes with Hunter who wore a worried face that he knew something wasn't right.

"Refs thrown up the X" Priest heard management called out as it came through their ear piece. Priest sprung into action about to walk through the curtains. Balor instantly held him back worried how Priest's reaction would reflect upon their storyline.

"Don't break kayfabe"

"I'm not leaving her out there alone" Priest removed Finn's hand that held him back. He turned to Hunter and offered him a pleading look.

"Rhea's got her" Finn attempted on keeping Priest level headed.

"Go. We can work it into the JD storyline" Hunter's words had barely left his lips as Damian sprinted through the curtains, down the ramp and sliding into the ring to be next to you. As soon as Rhea saw Damian she too joined in the ring. Rhea in role approached Bianca, your opponent, and squared up to her to allow the medical team and Pries to bring you around.The ref informed Rhea to attack Bianca to allow Bianca to win Via DQ.

Priest waited for the doctor's confirmation that he could carry you in his arms to the back, as the cameras followed Rhea and Priest continued to stay in role, to make it seem part of the programme for those watching at home. You didn't know what had happened until you woke up in the medical room. The squeeze you felt on your hand is what helped you to refocus your blurred eyesight. It was Damian's hand in yours, just knowing he was with you squashed some of your worries.

"What happened?" You groaned in discomfort, Damian shhh'd you, brushing your hair away from your face. You’d hardly seen Damian be so soft before, you were used to his tough guy, flirty persona. Priest was concerned about you, he’d never really loved anyone as hard as he did you. 

"You had an accident in the ring. Doctors say it's a concussion” Priest lingered his lips on your forehead after he kissed it.

"Yeah, I do feel sick you know” breathing heavily you slowly sat up with the assist from Damian. He perched on the end of the medical bed sitting in front of you soothingly rubbing your leg.

"You still look sexy in a concussed state" 

"You don't need to give me sympathy compliments" You frowned, stroking your temples. 

"I'm serious!" Priest widened his eyes. Your puppy dog eyes and frown only made Priest chuckle. 

“Have they said how long, I’ll be out for?” 

“Four weeks”

“Four weeks!” your mouth hung open before you slowly leant forward leaning your head on Damian’s chest wallowing in your own self pity. This would be the first time in over a year you took that much time off from work.

“You need to recover, if you throw yourself in you’ll cause more damage” Priest muscels wraaped around you, and as he did you adjusted yourself so you were sat on Priest, your legs wrapped around his midsection, like a koala bear clinging to its tree. You huffed the most loud and dramtic sigh.

“The time will fly by. And it’s only four weeks of non-contact, you’ll still be able to be out in the ring during props and at rigside.” All that left your mouth was grumpy ‘mmm’ 

The door creaked open, Rhea, Balor and Dom all popped their heads round with a mixture of relieved and anxious faces. You instantly smiled at them in an attempt to tranquil their minds.

“I’m alive” You rolled your eyes, continuing to smile. You and Priest unravelled yoursleves from each other up to allow the others to get closer to you, Rhea instantly engulfed you in a hug.

“Yo, she’s delicate” Priest playfully called out as Rhea’s hug almost winded you. 

“I’m sorry, I’m just so glad you’re okay. Dude, it was so hard to contain my panic face and not break character out there”

The four of them stuck around with you until the medical team allowed you to go.

"C'mon, let's go. You can watch me sprint down the ramp to check on you and see the pure worry on my face" You leaned into Priest for not only support but for a hug. The comfort he brought you when you were in his embrace  made you feel like you were at home. The other three joined in with the hug, having them made you feel lucky to be a part of this small little family.

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Closet

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Kook!Reader

Warnings: blurb, fluff, slight religion mentioned, OBX3 spoiler, not edited

A/N: I was inspired by this oneshot and also a scene from Ginny and Georgia (I've never watched it I just remember seeing it on TikTok)

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It’s been almost a year since the Pogues came back after finding the treasure of El Dorado, the event to celebrate was close. It was hard for them, coming back from so much trauma.

My arms and home were open for them, especially for JJ. He’s always had a soft spot for me, and me for him.

A few months after they came home from South America, JJ and I decided to keep our relationship a secret. Hidden from the eyes of our parents and the whole Kildare population, except his friends.

Now here we are, JJ and his friends standing as I was in the audience clapping and cheering for them. I am truly happy for them, happy that they have peace after everything they've been through.

After they got away from the attention, the Pogues were all in a group smoking while I was distant from them, not wanting to be by them while my parents were just a few feet away.

I was admiring JJ. I felt so lucky to have him and that he finally lives a safe and healthy life. I was admiring their friendship and how it was life or death with them.

"Are you okay?" JJ asked as I flinched, not knowing he was next to me already. He giggled at my easily frightened state.

"I'm perfect." I said with a wide smile, my eyes found his sharp blue ones immediately.

"Perfect as in you're really feeling good or perfect as in you're hiding your emotions?" he stood back away from me to get a better look at me.

"Jay, I was just admiring you guys." I smiled up as him as I secretly intertwined our fingers.

"You mean admiring me, not them." he teased.

"Whatever Jayj." I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Wanna come with us on the HMS after this?"

"Y'know my parents, they won't let me since we got church in the morning." I pouted as I looked over to my parents who were coincidentally talking to the priest.

JJ threw his head back in a groan, letting out a loud and breathy sigh.

"Come over after?" I lifted my eyebrows in hope. "Through the window of course."

The side of his mouth lifted in a grin. "Yes, I'll come straight after." He gave my forearm a squeeze, knowing that if my parents saw us hug it would end differently.

"Now go." I playfully hissed at him, using my hands to shoo him towards his friends.

"Man I want to kiss you all over your face." He faked grabbing my face in the air, making a playful mad face about no PDA.

"Me too, but go seriously. Have fun." I nodded at him.

He sent me a warm smile, the smile that I knew meant that he will miss me even though it's for a few hours.

We had to get used to it. The whole not being able to hangout together, staying up on the phone all night, and stealing glances at the local restaurants.

But it never made him not want to be with me, he was committed and so was I. He understood the need to hide things from parents.

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Late last night, JJ snuck through my window with my help. We quietly maneuvered through my room and just watched a movie, enjoying each others presence in our arms.

I fell asleep first, tired from waking up early to help set up for their event earlier in the day.

When I woke up it was already bright outside, the sun just hitting the sky. The warm air coming through my window, and the quiet chirps of the birds made it sound like a movie.

I felt a warm presence behind me and a heavy arm on my shoulder. JJ was sound sleep, his peaceful state made me smile hard.

I turned my head back around to watch the sun rise through my window, but my peace was interrupted once I saw the time on my phone.

"JJ wake up." I sat up quickly and tried to shake him awake but failed.

I quietly cussed as I thought of different ways to wake him up.

"JJ" I shook his body harder. When that didn't work, I pulled the warm blanket off of his body, the now cooler air hugging his skin.

He groaned loud so I rushed to cover his mouth with my hand. His eyes shooting open quickly, his body going into fight mode.

"Jesus." he dragged his hands over his tired eyes.

"JJ, I have to get ready for church." I pointed towards the time, hoping he was conscious enough to understand.

"So?" he settled back into the bed, his eyes already threatening to close.

I heard my parents bedroom door open, the footsteps descending to the kitchen.

"JJ please." I kneeled next to him on the bed, shaking his body again.

"Five more minutes." he mumbled into the pillow.

My patience was running low, and I did not have a lot of time until my parents came into my room to tell me to get ready. I grabbed my pillow and repeatedly hit it against JJ's shoulder, trying not to be so loud.

I heard the footsteps of one of my parents going up the stairs, I knew that their next stop was my room.

"JJ now." I pulled him up by his shirt and pushed him into my closet. His half asleep body was heavy and made a loud thud.

"Hey hun?" I heard a quiet knock on my door.

"Yes?" I pretended to have a raspy morning voice.

The door opened to reveal my dad with two mugs of tea in his hands.

"We're leaving in 30 minutes, I'll set your mug down." He pushed the door a little more to set my tea down into my desk.

"Thank you dad." I smiled at him as I rubbed at my eyes.

"Oh one more thing." He turned his body back towards me.

"Yeah?" I looked up at him with wide eyes.

"JJ, get out of the closet please."

My heart dropped out of my ass when my dad said those words.

JJ opened the door of my closet to reveal his groggy state, but the words of my father scared him awake.

"Good morning sir." JJ said nervously as he stood up straight.

"Morning JJ. Next time, just use the front door." my dad smiled at him and came towards me to leave a kiss on my head.

My dad turning his back away from us to walk out the room, our backs returning to a relaxed slouch.

"Oh and JJ?" he turned back around before reaching my bedroom door. We both straightened up again.

"Yes sir?"

"Would you like to join us at mass today?"

JJ looked at me with wide eyes, not knowing how to answer but I just shook him off; only because I didn't know how to answer.

"I- Uh- Yes. I would love to join you and your family." JJ said with a nervous smile.

"I have some clothes that could fit you. Let me get them." my dad left my room with a smile, leaving us to get ready for mass.

I sat down on my bed with my jaw on the floor and my heart pounding so hard.

"What just happened?" I looked up at JJ that stood over me.

"I don't know, but I love it." he had a soft smile on his face.

"I can't believe that happened." I giggled out into his stomach as I wrapped my arms around his hips.

"No more hiding." his palm rubbed over my back.

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Damian priest X reader where he recruits them by flirting 😳

Oooh shiiii

An unexpected new beginning

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem reader

Description: You join the judgement day not only to have a new family but when you're also falling for the tall and attractive man that flirted with you to get you to join TJD

You stop in the middle of the ring as The Judgement Day's theme song plays while you stand over Zelina Vega, you can't help the warmth that flows over your body when you see Damian looking at you. You had been friends with Rhea when you were in NXT together before you both got moved to the WWE roster two months apart from each other, still being friends to the current day but you didn't talk or hang out together as much as you did before she joined judgement day but she never harmed or did anything to you and her teammates Finn and damian never bothered you, only saying hellos and standing ring side watching your matches which confused you and the flirting damian was doing towards you didn't help but after awhile you felt your heart swoon, your mind short circuit, and your heart race at the compliments he'd give you and whispering Spanish in your ear which he would translate immediately after which made you completely shut down. You jump out of the ring as they walk down the ramp, quickly grabbing a kendo stick from under the ring and immediately swing when you feel a hand grab you, hitting finn in his chest and shoulder which makes the other three surge forward but you swing madly as zelina gets up and walks out of the ring making you think she was leaving but you yell when she jumps on rhea and hits Dom with her own kendo stick before being thrown out of the ring as finn tackles you and hits you with the stick making you yell until he is suddenly pulled off of you, you look up to see finn across the ring and damian in front of you practically lifting you back up on your feet as you stare wide eyed as he whispers in your ear "I didn't come here to hurt you Mariposa" you look at each of the four before seeing the kendo stick across from you, feeling the fear and adrenaline sky rocket throughout your body as dom speaks. "You all know that we're adding a fifth member and you have been dying to know who" you look at the mat as he whispers to you again "No need to be nervous, your shaking" you shiver when he places his hand on your lower back, lightly rubbing small circles on your back as you squeeze your hands "Now as a lot of you see, this woman here is much stronger than anyone knows right?" the crowd yells and cheers in agreement as the other three watch damian talk and walk around you but he also puts his hand on your arm and face to show you not to be afraid "We have seen that and we decided that she would complete this team, this group, but most importantly...our family" you look up feeling everything you thought go out the window as he puts his fingers under your chin. You had never felt like you truly had anyone on your side or any type of family but you suddenly feel like you mattered and that you were enough as you close your eyes tightly to stop the tears until you feel a hand on your shoulder and one on your face, you open them and damian pulls you to his chest as you wrap your arms around him and quietly cry feeling your hands grabbed and squeezed and a hand on your arm, turning your head to see finn to your left, dom behind damian holding your left hand while Rhea was holding your right, squeezing back tightly as you feel damian's lips on your forehead which made you smile as you pull away and looking at all of them, grabbing all of them for a group hug before walking backstage together, gently pulling damian away and sharing a warm kiss that melted his soul agreeing to his proposed lunch date.

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I have so many thoughts about this episode and I can't even put them in order, but anyway.

First,

Can we talk about how significant it is that Madney's relationship is as open and transparent as it is now compared to when they started? The fact that they want to have another child and that they've talked about their feelings, and that they've actually talked about Maddie's postpartum depression, they're an amazing couple, but it's also kind of terrifying. Everything in their romance needed chaos before the calm and a new child comes along, adopted or not? What could that lead to? Nothing permanently bad, since it's the last season, but still. There's a lot of exploration to be had, in terms of his fears and how they both have complicated relationships with siblings and family. Chim having Kevin, Albert (and I like to think, Ravi) and losing one of them, starting out chaotic with Albert and almost losing him. Maddie and her "I've got your back" relationship with Buck, plus those years when she was with Doug and he thought she was dead. Will this affect raising two kids or am I overthinking it?

Second,

The priest and Eddie. I confess that I shipped them for a moment during the juice scene. I found the part where Eddie thought the priest was hitting on him a bit funny, the whole "I'm straight - I'm celibate" thing, first because you're not straight Eddie (I hope), second because it really seemed like he was going to be hit on. I cried, for real, when he was talking to the priest and thinking he shouldn't be forgiven. "And you had parents who loved you?" No. Can we go over how Eddie's parents are overcompensating with Chris trying to keep him for the things they didn't do to Eddie? Like they supposed to be real parents? And how did Eddie seem to not even notice that? At least, in my opinion. The confession scene, him calling Buck his best friend. I wonder if the priest came all Bobby on Eddie. I wonder if he'll show up again and if so, why and for what? Acceptance of sexuality? Reassurance that real religion doesn't condemn homosexuality? Or reassurance that God wanted Eddie to be happy the way he is? Because I hope he ends the series happy, with or without Buddie.

Third,

Tommy being Abby's Tommy. This one is short, but I loved ABC for actually doing this, even though it led to what it did, even though it seemed inevitable what happened to them. Like, he got engaged to Abby, who is Buck's ex, and the relationship that made him a really better person, the relationship that made Tommy feel oppressed and then free. You could basically say that she shaped both of them into who they are so that they could find each other and end up like she ended up with them? Alone, single.

Fourth,

Their breakup. I loved that despite the gender difference, Buck continued to be the same in the sense of rushing things. 6 months and he invited him to move in with him. And everything went downhill from there. And don't get me wrong, I know this could lead to buddie, but can we focus on how this could have been better used? Like Tommy or not, but he was Buck's first guy, first kiss, first date, first crush, first time (?), everything that could have been more presented and shown to the audience. It fits the aesthetic of the show that they ended it that way and that this is technically Buck's most amicable breakup under a good relationship of his (except, probably, Alli or Abby) but still.

Fifth,

The basketball tickets. A small point, probably, but the plan was for them to go together. Think about how Tommy got basketball tickets and the only time Buck really went through with it was because of jealousy, and how he doesn't like it. So they broke up, and who do you think he's going to invite or give the tickets to? Eddie. So it's going to be a date, because I bet Buck is going to think about how if they hadn't broken up he'd be there with Tommy but no, he's there with Eddie and it's going to be like poker night but with something extra, even if it doesn't lead to buddy and more to post-breakup angst.

Sixth,

Appreciation to Josh because he's awesome. Ironic that he gave that advice and was sweet, but it didn't do any good because Tommy seems to be afraid of commitment to Buck or not as passionate about it.

Seventh, Tommy and his relationship with Buck being superficial. I may have misunderstood, because besides English not being my first language there were no subtitles, but it seemed so easy how he let their relationship end because it was moving too fast and because "I'm your first guy, not your last" and how he didn't fight for it? It wasn't an obligation, but shouldn't you at least try to be with the one you like or love? I like Tommy, yes, and I like them together, and how cute they were and it was all healthy and patient and then it wasn't anymore? because Buck rushed and Tommy backed off and "are you breaking up with me? - yeah, I guess I am"

Eighth,

Eddie's happiness. I liked his mustache, but I liked the representation that by getting rid of it he would be able to look at himself in the mirror without looking away because it also means that he is starting to heal from the mistakes he has made. That scene of him dancing was so free, spontaneous and out of character compared to the trauma thing and how closed off he may seem, but no, he is just a single father full of trauma who deserves happiness and is starting to realize that again. I thought it was a great reference to Step Up and that shirt of his reminded me of the outfit he wore to Maddie's wedding. When I saw that scene, I just thought Buck was going to visit him about the breakup and I was right. The point is, I missed Eddie's smile and how he looked really good for the first time in a while. Because season three happened, then season four, and then season five came along and it was trauma after trauma and even with therapy there was something missing that I want to heal. He, with his son, the people he loves, his real family (his overprotective mom and dad from the team, his smart older sister, his sarcastic younger brother because in this scenario there is his best friend who is not a brother, because I see the romantic sense, but if he didn't exist he would be the youngest) and the happiness he deserves.

Nine, Mostly it's just a reminder of how Eddie was smiling, in his underwear and a dress shirt, dancing (and looking really hot Ryan) and then Buck shows up looking devastated and he just accepts the beer and leaves them to sit in silence on the couch and then the end. They are, before possible lovers, best friends, soulmates. Because the first person Buck goes to is him (and Maddie, obviously, we never forget her) and when Eddie doesn't know what to do he goes to Buck and how they both can't lie to each other. And how they trust each other and what greater example of a slow burn do we have than that (Destiel walked so Buddie could run)? That Eddie trusts his soul and life (Chris) with Buck more than anyone else and Buck knows it? You may not ship it, but you can't deny that they are soulmates.

Tenth,

The guy sneezed and his guts came out? Holy shit. The woman just had the guy's mother's ashes in her hands. I love It.

Eleventh,

We start with a recreation of the well scene where everything ended well (and I need to look for fanfics later with a scenario where Eddie has a flashback) and without any more trauma for the firefighters because we know those kids are going to need at least some therapy. So the preview for the next episode being a firefighter stuck on a ladder the same way Buck was? Is that a sign? Reliving the protagonists' traumas for some reason and getting over it. Either it's character development in some way I can't quite place or forcing them to acknowledge the times they almost lost each other, but then we need a lot more episodes with the times those idiot kids almost died. But seriously, that has to mean something, right?

Twelfth,

When and how will Chris return? And where are Ravi and May?

ABC, love you

[caliburn-the-sword]

fhh ch52 to end

i want you to imagine me hunched over my bowl of caramel icecream at my desk, shovelling spoonfulls of icecream into my mouth, and staring blankly at the wall, brainwashed orion style. that was me comprehending everything i've read so far and preparing for what's coming. i am not ready for this

PHOEBE BELOVED HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO YOU i'm bundling her up in my warmest blankets, putting her in a nest of pillows, brewing her a cup of tea, anything to ease her after what she went through

silas that motherfucker i can't stand to see him he better have had done something redeeming

omg he kept the torturers away from her <3

OMG I WAS RIGHT THAT HE'S A QUINTUPLE AGENT AND WAS NEVER WITH LADY HONG HE TAINTED EVERY VIAL OF OLIVER'S BLOOD

yesss i need to see phoebe hit him after everything she's been through

MESSY FRIEND BREAKUP OVER THEY'RE KISSING

slay phoebe kill those fucking ronin colonising imperialists

rosalind and orion are getting closer and closer to realising phoebe is priest omfg

it's almost nostalgic to hear that the scarlet gang are back

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck i should have known alisa wasn't safe when she was caught but the letter was so convincing and also my brain is melting just a little bit. seagreen and co are walking into a trap fuck

FASJCAKEJ THE WAY OLIVER IS REVEALING TO CELIA THAT PHOEBE IS PRIEST HAS ME DYING LMAO

fuckk they've been kidnapped

OHHH so rosalind was checking the bathtub because alisa hid it there. i literally forgot that. geniuses

ALISA HAS BEEN FREE FOR DAYS FAKSJFA WHAT A FUNKY LITTLE GUY I LOVE HER

IDC IF THAT'S YOUR HUSBAND'S MOTHER DON'T BE STUPID ROSALIND DON'T GIVE HER THE VIAL

ORION NO

ORION OMFG NO

thank fucking goodness for phoebe holy shit my heart is racing i want to cry forever

ORION YOU IDIOT I LOVE YOU WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT OMG NOW HE'S GOING TO DIE. ROSALIND HAD TIME AND HE DIDN'T

surprisingly tender act from lady hong??? genuinely a big surprise. still hate her

"I'll get you the world if you need it." okay mr silas you've now fully earned back my love, support and admiration. he deserves phoebe <3

aww rosalind and orion share a blood type. how romantic <3

damn rosalind is no longer fortune. the end of an era

DAFFODILS

ORION IS AWAKE

lol girlboss breadwinner rosalind and her malewife househusband orion <3

enemies to lovers?? no. enemies WHILE lovers. no one's doing it like philas is

aww and now rosorion are also married <3

[whydontyousaeso]

can you please do an Damian Priest X Fem Reader Story (fluff with a little angst),,

They are both WWE Superstar's and also Dating (their relationship is also involved in The Judgment Day) and Reader has match against Zoey Stark and gets injured really badly and she's out of action and alone at their shared home and he's cames back home from an month long tour and reader is missing being together on the road with him and tear up and he comforts her immediately🥺

Home again

Damian preist x fem Reader

Warnings- talk about details of injury(broken arm), small depression rut, none other besides that

Type- Angst that goes into fluff

A/n- hiiii tysm for being my first request ily 🫶🫶 honestly this is a bit more angsty then it is fluff, but I tried my best with the prompt you gave me ! Feel free to send in some more if you like this, love you guys!

This month had been hell for you.

Before you were stuck at home you were on Monday night raw, prepping for a match with your boyfriend, Damian Preist, and Rhea.

As you stretched out you listened to Rhea prep you up, this wasn’t that big of a match, but it would boost your career as a women’s star.

And if you could do that, you could win the royal rumble and take the championship from Iyo.

That was the plan.

That was always the plan.

You and Zoey had been feuding for a while. It started with a small argument between you and her, then spiraled into something bigger and bigger.

You watched on the screen in front of you, Kayla was interviewing her.

“When I get out there, I’m gonna make sure the break every bone in her body!”

Yeah right.

Yeah, right?

You never really took threats like that seriously. After all, if Shayna tried anything or if it got too rough Rhea could just interfere.

You didn’t expect them to actually be serious though.

“You got this mi amor, I love you”

You smiled and kissed Damian on the cheek

“I love you too D!”

The match started out well, you had the upper hand and you were working the crowd well with Rhea.

It wasn’t until she started to try and put you in the arm bar that you noticed something was odd.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

This was weird. She wasn’t even doing it right.

“Hey! What the fuck?!”

It wasn’t until she pulled all the way back and you felt your arm crack that you finally got the answer.

Luckily the ref saw as well, stopping the match instantly.

As soon as the bell rung Rhea was at your side, asking what was wrong and trying to get medical attention to you.

All you could really do was hold your now broken arm and wail in pain.

Eventually medics did come out and they were able to get you on a stretcher and roll you out. And luckily your boyfriend was waiting as soon as you hit backstage.

“Mi amor..”

Even with you being face to face with your boyfriend you couldn’t speak. How pathetic.

Unfortunately he wasn’t able to go with you either because he had tag titles to defend.

How unfortunate

It turned out that Zoey broke both your arm and collarbone. Putting you on the sidelines for a while.

Potentially out of the royal rumble.

So as you sat at your shared home, you had done nothing but sit in this spiral of what could’ve happened instead.

You hadn’t been able to properly shower because of the cast, and what you ate was minimal.

You felt horrible.

And you just wanted your boyfriend.

Oh how you missed your sweet, loving boyfriend.

You were able to call him every night, thank god. But still you just needed him to hold you close to him and tell you that everything was gonna be okay.

Fortunately, he was set to come home soon. But until then it was hell.

You were stuck in your bed all day, not being able to get up, but finally you heard the door open and a bag drop.

“Y/n?”

“I’m in here D”

It took less then 15 seconds for him to run to your bedroom.

You looked up at him and instantly burst into tears, feeling so many emotions jumbled into one small moment.

“Shhhh, it’s okay mi amor, it’s okay”

You melted into his touch, feeling his hands wrap around your cheeks, wiping away every tear that fell down.

“Damian, I missed you so much”

“Shhh I know, I’m right here now, don’t worry baby girl.”

You leaned into his chest, letting yourself feel the way it rose up and fell with every breath.

Suddenly you were at peace again. Your tears slowed down and all the emotions you had that was previously overwhelming you went away.

You closed your eyes and listened to his sweet mumbling, allowing yourself to finally release all the tension that you had built up.

You didn’t care about the rumble

You didn’t care about Zoey

And you didn’t care about the huge ass cast on your arm

You just cared about him.

His voice was smooth and deep, you could tell that he was talking with his chest this time.

Just the way you liked it.

As he heard and felt you had calmed down he helped you sit up better so that you guys were eye to eye.

“Do you feel better cariño?”

You nodded, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.

His warm cheek felt good against your cold lips.

He smiled and pulled you closer to him, kissing your neck in the process.

“How about we shower together, that way I can help you and we can both unwind. Then we can order some food and eat together.”

The idea had never sounded better.

Luckily Damian knew how to take care of your hair, and body in general. The shower felt amazing with him, especially since he was able to help in ways you hadn’t been able to due to your injury.

As you sat on your shared bed you smiled, this was how things were supposed to go. You watched Damian come back into the room with some pizza, plopping it right beside you before crawling into the bed.

You started to reach for the box, but Damian stopped you.

“Don’t worry Mami, let me feed you”

You groaned a little

”But Damiannn, you’re tired too!”

“Don’t worry about it cariño, you just focus on being pretty, which is natural for you”

You groaned again, listening to Damian chuckle softly as he pressed a piece of pizza to your lips.

You ended up smiling again though, you wouldn’t have this any other way.

[gurugirl]

for priest harry i can imagine him getting her a little bell for her collar that rattles every time she moves or like he can have her hanging face up from the bed while he fucks her throat and every time her throat bulges, the bell moves and jingles omg or he’s hitting it from behind and all you hear is skin, he gargled noises she’s making muffled by the ball gag, and the little jingle from the bell

A Bell For Xmas 🔔

A/n: Love the idea and felt I could use it for a quick little xmas thing. Hope you enjoy! 2.8k words Priestrry one shot

Warning: Smut, sub/dom relationship, anal sex, religious themes

Priestrry Masterlist

When Harry got home from church Y/n was in the kitchen making dinner. He’d texted her that he was on his way so she figured she’d get dinner started. He was at the church most days during Christmastime. Everyone wanted to go and get their end-of-year confessions out of the way before the new year had begun.

Y/n joined him sometimes. But only when it made sense for her to go. Last week was an exciting visit. The church was only a block away from their little house so it was easy for her to walk there and back.

She loved being able to visit him. Most people in the church just thought she was some young woman who recently moved to the area (not untrue). They had no idea the little secret that she and the priest had. Especially when she stayed after most of the people had left after their confessional time.

It happened a few times that Y/n would go into the confessional and start to tell him all her naughty sins. Sometimes they treated it like foreplay and Harry would send her home to wait for him. Others he would make her suck him off in the confessional box, tying her wrists behind her back with a rosary.

“I need to be punished so badly, Father. I’m naughty all the time and all I can think about is sucking cock and being spanked.”

Harry smiled and breathed out a quiet laugh, “Go on my dear. Confess before me and the Lord all of your sins.”

Y/n’s list of lustful sins was long and the more she spoke about all the things she wanted, the softer and whinier her voice became. She was getting herself worked up. Harry knew she could easily get into a subspace with him so he had to be careful or others might see her after and wonder if she was okay.

“Good girl. Is that all?” he spoke quietly and pressed his cock down. She was getting him hot and his prick was thickening up fast.

“I think so. Oh! One more thing, Father. I also had anal sex for the first time recently and I loved it so much that I begged for it again and again for days and days after,” she moaned her words quietly, “He gives it to me so good and I find it really hard to feel bad about it because it’s so yummy, Father.”

Harry closed his eyes and tucked his bottom lip into his mouth. He was going to need to pack up and go back home because now he was solid in between his legs and his pet was dangling all of their secrets in front of him. Normally he’d take her right in the confessional box but on this day there were people around. More people than normal. Christmas time made everyone want to hang around the church longer than was necessary.

Harry told her what her penance would be and told her to go home. He was barely holding it together.

“But, Father? What about you? I need you…” she whispered her words with a pout.

“I’ll be home soon. Get yourself ready.”

It was a long night for the priest and his pet. After he finished coming on her breasts they put up the Christmas tree together and strung up lights in the living room. Stockings hung on the windowsill since there was no fireplace in their Louisville parsonage.

But today, when Harry arrived home he smelled the food being prepared in the kitchen and he entered to find his sweet pet wearing an apron and her collar only. She had her hair in a ponytail and turned to see Harry just as he walked in.

“Father! Missed you so bad today,” she wrapped her arms around him and he kissed the top of her head.

“Missed you too, pet. Smells good,” he spoke against her forehead and Y/n backed away and looked up at him with a bright smile.

“I hope you like it. Just a little something for us. I knew you’d be hungry. You’ve been gone all day.”

Harry watched her as she walked back to the stove, her bottom on display for him. He smiled when he remembered the little present he’d gotten her.

“I’ve got you an early Christmas present. Think it will be a nice addition to your collar.”

Harry reached into the bag he took with him to the church and pulled out a little bell, making it jingle as he raised it upward.

Y/n turned and saw it in his hand and she smiled as she put the lid back onto the pot and hurried toward Harry, “Wow. It’s really pretty too. Thank you, Father.”

The bell was small but it was golden and had a clasp that would hook onto her collar. The sound of the bell was soft and sweet. Harry thought it would be cute. He also liked that the noise wasn’t as loud and ridiculous as most bells he looked at. This one was dainty and pretty. It wasn’t much but he knew she’d like it. She’d mentioned getting a bell to put on it for Christmas and he loved the idea.

“You can wear it when you want. But let’s see it now,” Harry took the bell from her and hooked it into her the loop at the front of her collar and smiled, “Very pretty.”

Y/n nodded and the bell tinkled as she moved. She put her hand over the metal and grinned, “Now you’re gonna know where I am at all times.”

During dinner, Harry couldn’t help but imagine his little pet on all fours being fucked while her bell was trilling away. So instead of letting her clean up after dinner like he normally would, he put his hand on her inner thigh and slowly moved it upward. Y/n put her fork down and leaned back into her chair. She watched Harry as he scraped his nails upward on her soft skin and then with his other hand he grasped her chin and turned her to face him, “I think it’s time to break the little bell in. What do you think, pet?”

Y/n nodded quickly, “Oooh… yes, Father.”

Harry stood from his chair and Y/n followed, getting up and looking up at him to watch his next move.

“Let’s start right here,” Harry said. He walked behind Y/n and kissed her neck and then up to the shell of her ear and leaned in, pushing her down toward the table until she was bent over it, her chest and cheek flat to the wood,  her feet on the floor.

Harry palmed over her bottom and pinched her soft skin. Her little red apron was still tied around her waist. Harry ducked down to kiss each of her bum cheeks and Y/n stayed still with a smile on her face.

When Harry nudged her feet apart he got onto his knees and smoothed a finger through her crack and then spread her labia for him. She had tiny bruises along the insides of her thighs and Harry applied warm kisses to them and pressed his mouth upward until his nose was poking into her slit. Harry grasped onto her thighs and began to swipe his tongue up and down her wetness and pulled at her bottom, spreading her so he could see everything.

Harry kissed gently over her pussy and then slid a hand around her front to play with her clit as he continued lapping at her.

Y/n’s little moans and gasps got louder and when Harry’s fingers rubbed over her clit with just enough friction she jumped the tiniest bit and her bell trilled.

Harry backed away and chuckled a little, “Sounds so pretty,” and then smacked her bottom, making the little bell sound off again.

Y/n groaned and closed her eyes. She had her palms flat on the wooden table under her as the priest ate her cunt.

Suddenly, Harry stood up and swatted her bottom again, a few times for good measure, causing the bell to chime with each strike.

Harry unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor, pulling his erection out of the front of his briefs, and then slapped his heavy cock down onto Y/n’s bottom before sliding his tip through her crease, wetting himself with her.

Without warning, he pushed himself in. Nice and warm and just like home. He closed his eyes and sighed when he felt her around him. Y/n grunted at his sudden intrusion.

When Harry began thrusting into her, just like he imagined, her bell sounded. Jingling with each press of his cock inward. Then the table began to move a little bit, each rock of his hips causing quite the ruckus with the weight of him smacking into her, and the table under her being used for leverage.

Harry looked down to where he was sheathed by her pussy and he groaned, “So pretty pet. So good,” and then smacked her bottom, the sting of his palm on her skin making her yelp.

“I’m your good girl, Father,” she moaned as she tried pushing herself back onto him, moving her own hips.

Harry stopped his movements and gave her another smack and grabbed the back of her neck to lift her up to his chest, “If you’re my good girl, then you’ll stay still while I fuck this pretty pussy.”

He let her go and she fell back into the table. The chime of the bell was soft and sweet.

Harry pulled out and grasped his cock as he stepped out of his pants on the floor and pointed at Y/n, “Stay.”

He came back a moment later with his bottle of lube and poured a healthy amount over Y/n’s backside and pushed it into her bum. He stuffed his thumb inside and, pulling and pushing a bit, kept his hand around his throbbing dick.

“Gonna stuff your bum with my cock. How’s that sound, pet?” Harry removed his thumb and pressed his fleshy crown to her little hole and she nodded in time with the bell, “Yes. Please, Father.”

Harry had recently introduced her to anal sex. He had been hesitant to try it with her in the beginning because she’d never done anything anally before. He did finger her bum a few times and she really liked that, but the lead-up to actual anal sex took some time. A bit of training. But she was always so eager and happy to learn.

Harry poured a bit more lube over his shaft and began to push in. The sight alone could make him come. Watching as he stretched her open. Y/n automatically put her hands on her cheeks and spread them for him.

He worked her open slowly, rolling his hips in and out until he’d gotten past the initial tightness. Y/n moaned deeply and her mouth was hung open when he started to fuck her bum.

Y/n loved anal. She wasn’t totally sure how much she’d love it at first, but she wanted to do anything Harry wanted, and she trusted him so she was more than happy to try. The first time he got his cock inside of her all the way she felt like she’d only ever want anal from then on. It did hurt at first, the first bit of pushing in. The burn of the stretch was painful, but Y/n liked pain so that did not deter her. But the feeling of him long and hard, moving inside of her was not like it was in her pussy. It was different, more sensitive, and she came very fast. Harry was even surprised by how fast she’d come the first time. He honestly didn’t expect her to come from anal sex at all. At least not the first time. But of course, Y/n was his pet. She was perfect for him.

Y/n’s noises were choked and gurgled as Harry gasped and drove his cock into her. Her red Christmas apron was all wet at the front from Y/n’s drenched pussy, and her bell was ringing away.

“All of your holes are mine, aren’t they pet?” Harry spoke his words in breathy pants.

Y/n tried to respond but she was already well on her way to her orgasm and she grunted and moaned a yes the best she could. Harry found that Y/n couldn’t speak much once her bum was full of his cock, so he went easy on her, not forcing her to speak like he had the first time they had sex this way. He did learn quickly, though, that anal sex was like gagging her a way. She would always become very subby once she came from anal sex, another thing he loved.

“S’right. Good girl. Taking my cock like you own it. Oh but that’s right. Fuck, you do own this cock.” Harry moaned and Y/n’s body stiffened when she began to groan and shiver under him.

Y/n’s cries were loud. Harry was thankful that their neighbors couldn’t hear them. He loved their new parsonage with its extra bit of privacy.

He fucked into her bum until she stopped crying and shaking in her orgasm and then very slowly and gently pulled himself out as he rubbed over her bottom softly.

He pulled her up and she was like a rag doll. Her eyes were barely open but she had a big smile on her face, red cheeks, and tears down her face. Harry kissed her and the bell continued to ring with all of her movements.

“Can I come down your throat, my sweet pet?” He asked her as he ran his fingers into her hair to move it off her face.

Y/n nodded, “Yes. Please, Father. Want all of your come inside of me. I’m an empty vessel for your sperm.”

Harry smiled and kissed her lips again before shoving some of the plates on the table to the side. Harry assisted Y/n in getting onto the table, lying on her back with her head dangling off the side.

Harry was twitching and throbbing. He was so close to coming.

He leaned over Y/n’s body and lifted the little apron and took one of her hands and placed her fingers on her clit, “Rub your clit. You get to come again, my love.”

Y/n immediately began circling her clit and Harry angled his cock down and pushed his head past her lips and slowly further into her throat. The bell chimed when he slid into her throat far enough. The bulk of his shaft made her throat move under her collar, causing the bell to ring.

Harry watched her throat bulge with him on each thrust and she gagged around him as she continued pressing her fingers over her clit. Harry pushed her apron down so he could grasp onto her breasts and pinch her nipples as he fucked her throat. Y/n’s moans over his cock felt so good.

Just before either could reach their climax, the next-door neighbors had some guests. Carolers were outside singing O’ Come All Ye Faithful.

Harry gasped as his cock twitched and Y/n swallowed around him. He pulled out to give her a bit of air. She panted and continued swirling her fingers. Harry leaned over her and sucked on her right breast before pushing himself back down into her throat. Her bell never giving up.

… joyful and triumphant!

O’ come ye, o’ come ye to Bethlehem!

Y/n gurgled and her legs began to shake. Harry could feel her breathing heavy puffs of hot air out of her nose as she moaned on him.

Harry’s chest rose and fell rapidly. His cock began to pulse when Y/n squeezed her legs shut as she began to come.

O’ come, all ye faithful

O’ come, all ye faithful

O’ come, all ye faithful!

“Oh fuck, pet! Fuck!” Harry’s cock began to spurt down her throat and he braced himself with his hands on the table as his orgasm took over.

O’ come, let us adore him

O’ come, let us adore him

Christ the Lord

Harry slowly pulled his cock from her mouth and Y/n sucked him as he slipped out of her mouth. She liked keeping him in her mouth, especially when she was subby.

She lay flat on the table, breathing heavily with a smile.

Harry helped her sit up and kissed her as he steadied her onto the floor to stand.

O’ come all ye faithful to Bethlehem!

Harry straightened her apron out and flicked her little bell with a big grin, “Is it time for a bath, my love? Need me to hold you and take care of you now, huh?”

Y/n nodded, “Yes, Father. Thank you.”

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[dollivication]

hii its.. its me again..

so.. priest!v.. but hes actually a sorcerer not a real priest and thats js a cover:3 He comes to town looking for a virgin for one of his sacrifices or sum

the church absolutely loves him!! they have no idea of his true nature, they js think hes their holy priest and they admire him for that Hes pretty much their prophet:( hes js a very good actor:( kinda like the fortuna cult in dmc4 skkfkejr

he finds nun!user on the church once and hes like.. absolutely sure that theyre the chosen one for his sacrifice!! theyre js too pretty, theyll be perfect for it:333 so he uses his status as a very trusted and respected priest to manipulate user into trusting him by lovebombing them, telling them theyre special, that theyre the chosen ones (he js doesnt tell what theyre being chosen for lol) and user falls right into the trap bc how can they not? thats the most respected priest their church have!! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

so he takes them to a forest or sum empty place to finally accomplish his whole mission:3 by the very end when hes ready to perform the sacrifice— he js cant bring himself to actually do it:( he realizes that he became wayyy to infactuated w user to let them go js like that:(

but now user knows his true nature so he needs to act fast!! he ends up seducing them and once again they js cant say no to him not even when they know thats hes a dirty unholy sorcerer<\\\3 so he DOES take users virginity but not in the way he planed to 🫨🫨

to avoid the backlash or risking anyone ever knowing he js packs his shit and leaves before they even notice his absence. of course hes also taking user w him bc theyre his now duhhh!! Maybe they create their own crazy cult in some new place who knows:3

this ones been tickling my brain i need to scream it to the world omfg im cryingkkdkfkdjf

THIS WAS SO??? THIS HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLF.. ANON PLWASE IM LITERALLY ON MY KNEES FOR PRIEST/SORCERER!V……. i LOVE YU SAUR MICH??

he’s literally so “perfect”, everyone relies on him and he promises salvation! whats not to trust?? he KNOWS that he’s pretty much got the entire town wrapped around his finger, he’s not ashamed to do some subtle browsing in women! but he’ll get pretty disheartened, some of the women already have children therefore are NOT virgins, and the others have such dirty minds :/ he needs someone PURE!! that’s the only way he believes his sacrifice can be complete.

so when user fits that criteria, best BELIEVE he’s doing everything in his power to lure user in! and because they’re so innocent, and because he’s got a pretty solid reputation, user is swoooooning :3 his touches grow bolder, his praise becomes more personal. even playing his cards right, he can’t help but actually feel something for his little ol user (◞‸◟) they’re just so… unaware of the corruption he can’t help but take a bit of pity

that small amount of sympathy got out of hand quickly.. he just can’t do the sacrifice!! so the next thing he does is ease user into a trance-like state, kissing them all over while whispering about how he was gonna bring heaven to them. user is so confused and squirmy, but he makes do, because it’s sooo cute to see their face scrunch up when he fills them with his seed<3

as soon as post nut clarity hits, he is IMMEDIATELY thinking “ah nah i gotta get tf out of here”. user is so drunk off his touches that they’re terribly compliant with everything he says, even when he tells them they’re gonna run away together someplace new. they trust him, don’t they? then they’ll know that he only means well and knows what’s best for them >.<

bless yu.. SO MUCH ANON!!! this is itching my brain very very nicely… i want him so BAD ITS SO HORRENDOUS

[foxes-that-run]

Wine, Drug and Antidote Haylor theme

Wine / Alcohol

Taylor

Clean “you’re still all over me like a wine stained dress I can’t wear anymore”

Death by a Thousand Cuts “my time, my wine, my spirit, my trust” and "I get drunk, but it's not enough ’Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby"

False God “got the wine for you”

Willow “lost in your current like a priceless wine”

Maroon “your roommate’s cheap ass screw top rose" and “The burgundy on my tshirt when you splashed your wine into me”

Paris “cheap wine make believe it’s champagne”

Dress: I’m spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we’re both drunk

The 1: Rosé flowing with your chosen family

August: August sipped away like a bottle of wine 'cause you were never mine

Ivy: Or dare to sit and watch what we’ll become, and drink my husband’s wine

Need "Desire is the sound of the whiskey / Telling me you miss me Can you come around?"

Gorgeous"Whiskey on ice, Sunset and Vine, you’ve ruined my life by not being mine"

“Slut!”: And if I’m gonna be drunk, might as well be drunk in love

End Game: I don’t wanna hurt you, I just wanna be drinking on a beach with you all over me

Delicate: We can’t make any promises now can we babe, but you can make me a drink

Dress: I’m spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we’re both drunk

Cruel Summer: I’m drunk in the back of the car and I cried like a baby coming home from the bar

Cardigan: Dancing in your Levi’s, drunk under a streetlight

Harry

Olivia, “This isn't the stain of a red wine, I'm bleeding love”

Already Home “a bottle of wine, pretending it’s fine”

Changes “god bless the young hearts sippin cheap wine

Grapejuice "I'm so over whites and pinks", "A bottle of rouge” and “Just me and you 1982" and “grapejuice blues”

Little Freak “red wine and ginger ale”

Keep Driving “wine glass, puff pass”

Pick you up "We don't need wine, we need water"

Medicine "I had a few, got drunk on you and now I'm wasted"

From the Dining Table "Fell back to sleep, I got drunk by noon"

Satellite "Do you wanna talk? / We share the last line / Then we drink the wall"

Medicine, Anti-dote, drugs and addiction

Taylor

Clean "Ten months sober, I must admit / Just because you're clean, don't mean you don't miss it / Ten months older, I won't give in / Now that I'm clean, I'm never gonna risk it"

Death by a thousand cuts "Gave up on me like I was a bad drug"

Don’t Blame Me: Lord, save me, my drug is my baby, I’ll be using for the rest of my life

Illicit Affairs: A drug that only worked the first few hundred times

Bejewelled “some guy said my auras moonstone just cuz he was high” 

Harry

Muse as a drug/addiction

Meet me in the Hallway "I just left the bedroom Give me some morphine / Is there any more to do?"

Daylight - “ You got the antidote I'll take one to go, go, please”

Golden "I can feel you take control (I can feel you take control) / Of who I am, and all I've ever known / Lovin' you's the antidote",

Ever Since New York "Choose your words 'cause there's no antidote"

End of the Day "Twenty minutes later, wound up in the hospital / The priest thinks it's the devil, my mum thinks it's the flu / But, girl, it's only you"

Medicine - "I'm here to take my medicine, take my medicine / Treat you like a gentleman / Give me that adrenaline, that adrenaline"

Make my day "She asked me to choke her, I play along / Hit me like a ray of light, straight to my veins"

Complicated Freak "I still crave it, complicated freak"

Taking drugs / being high

Ophelia "Why don't we get a little high and crazy?"

Daylight "You were just doing cocaine In my kitchen, you never listen" and "I'm on the roof / You're in your airplane seat / I was nose bleedin'"

Keep Driving "Cocaine, side boob / Choke her with a sea view"

Pop tart "A coked up little Pop-Tart" (I think not Haylor)

Kiwi "Holland Tunnel for a nose, it's always backed up"

Cinema "I bring the pop to the cinema / You pop when we get intimate"

(See also @womanexile's post on Wine)

[mermaidsirennikita]

How do you feel about third act breakups? And do you have any favorites books with them to recommend?

When done well, I love 'em. Personally, I don't read a romance because I want to read about people just falling in love and fuckin' around without any conflict. I want to read about people having to fight for their love. Sometimes, that means splitting for a minute.

I think the reason why people don't love third act breakups right now, if I'm being super blunt, is that a lot of people have a very limited reading range wherein they only read a narrow selection of books. And a lot of those books? Don't do it well. I do think it's more challenging for low stakes books, which a lot of contemporary romcoms inherently are, to pull off the third-act breakup. Doesn't mean it's impossible! But it can be difficult, because I think that we often identify more with the characters in those settings and can go "... really?"

I also think that there are authors who do them just to do them, and you do need a good REASON for the characters to break up. I don't think it always needs to be because of the internal failings of the characters. I think it can be for external reasons, too. But I personally find a good third-act breakup super satisfying, because I love the angst and I love the reunion.

Some books that have done third-act breakups I love:

Give Me More by Sara Cate. This is MMF, so it's really one party breaking up with the other two while they stay together. And I felt like this made sense, because the one who did the breaking up knew he had a lot of work to do. The other two didn't want him to leave, but he NEEDED to, and I feel like...if they hadn't broken up, it would've felt kind of ludicrous for them to just move on. I also like the third act breakup in Praise. Tbh, Sara Cate can be hit or miss for me and I do think that some third act breakups she'd done are meh, but those really worked for me.

New Camelot by Sierra Simone. Another MMF, and this breakup is one where the throuple get together at the end of book 1, breaks up at the end of book 2, and really spends a lot of time with one part of the trio very separate. And again, I think this was necessary. These three had such an angsty relationship, and the party that splits off was SO full of self-loathing and resentment, and it truly served the overarching plot of the story. If he had not left, it would've been like... okay, so he has ZERO sense of will, ZERO independence, and a SUPERHUMAN level of tolerance for some really negative emotions. Also, it was consistent with his history.

The Duke Gets Even by Joanna Shupe. I loooove this one. She was being consistent with her emotional issues she'd had since the start of the book; he wasn't being a doormat. It worked for both of them, and it worked for the plot. The Bride Goes Rogue also has an excellent third act breakup, because it's like--if she had not dumped his ass, she would've had zero self respect. He needed to be dumped.

Kiss an Angel by Susan Elizabeth Phillips has one of my favorite variations, which is "she just fucks off and doesn't tell him where she's going and he freaks the fuck out". And again, HE NEEDED TO BE DUMPED. IT WAS A THING THAT NEEDED TO HAPPEN. HE FUCKED UP.

Priest by Sierra Simone. A lot of people hate this third act breakup. I ask "literally how the fuck do you expect a book about a truly devout Catholic priest who struggles with his spirituality and his place in life and the Church falling in love with a woman and breaking his vows to NOT have a third act breakup", it made sense to me that she needed something that she wasn't getting from him and he frankly needed a minute to figure himself out.

Lothaire by Kresley Cole. One of the greatest TABs of all time. She literally almost kills him and then he spends several weeks bitching and moaning all by himself and smelling her panties and trying to kiss other women and not even being able to stomach it because SHE HAS RUINED HIM.

Hyacinth by S.M. LaViolette. I loved this one, because it made sense that Hyacinth, a neurodivergent character whose abuse has convinced her that she's incapable of love, would struggle to communicate her intentions to her hero, and he would get mad at that, and she wouldn't be able to deal and would fuck off. And then it means he can go find her again and grovel and learn how to make her comfortable by talking to people who love her!

The Earl Takes All by Lorraine Heath. Literally necessary to the plot that they break up for a minute! And the angst is DELICIOUS.

Mafia Madman by Mila Finelli. He needed to be broken up with, she needed to be away from him to affirm that she actually wanted to be with him. Also? Another one where he gets to sit there and be MISERABLE for a min.

A LOT of my favorite books have TABs, and I think that they can be deeply necessary to ensure that the book isn't just... boring.

[amanda-melly]

My Good Omens Season 3 fan project

I spent most of my day fleshing out "my 3rd season of good omens" and I have to say I'm pretty damn proud of it. It's structured in 6 episodes and all.

I don't know if I'll have the time and patience to type everything. I wrote it on a notebook. I'd actually prefer to make a podcast or maybe a video narrating everything, but I guess people prefer to go to AO3 or something like that...

Some "spoilers" of my headcanon:

* hilarious scene of Crowley doing confession in a cathedral in Oxford to get a chance to talk to the priest (Crowley wears a full body raincoat and extra padded boots).

* Aziraphale starts the story overseeing the 7 angels practice playing their trumpets (they need to be ready for when the 7th seal is broken) as part of the insufferably useless corporate routine the metatron imposed on him. Another one is supervising incense production. Lots of incence in the book of revelation.

* there's a crown court hearing/ trial taking place at Oxford (that's a real thing and real name, I didn't make it up) that moves the plot forward. There are 12 jurors as a reference to the 12 apostles (that's the real number of jurors for these cases). The trial at Oxford triggers flashbacks to Crowley's trial. Back in Crowley's trial, Aziraphale tries to testify in his favor but the heads of Heaven, especially the metatron, subvert everything he says to make Crowley (Starmaker back then) look guilty. An angel - none other than Pre-Fall Dagon - comes in as accusation witness, Crowley says hey, you rebelled too! And dagon says they were a special spy infiltrated under superior orders and all their actions will be pardoned in exchange for them testifying. Dagon's testimony seals Crowley's destiny, and later, once all the rebels have been sentenced, Heaven sentences Dagon to hell anyway claiming the deal was invalid because of some ridiculous technicality. Season 1 was a chase story, season 2 was a mystery story, season 3 is a trial story (not exclusively, of course, but it's important. The whole theme of the second coming is Christ judging everyone, one by one. There's no escaping the "judgement" theme here) (I'm a lawyer so I'm pretty confident to approach this theme).

* did you know that Milton Keynes was designated as a new town in 1967? Do you know what else happened in 1967 in season 1? And do you know that both Crowley and Aziraphale took credit for Milton Keynes to their respective head offices, in the book? Put 2+2 together and we get an amazing flashback including Aziraphale and Crowley's first ever dinner at the Ritz! (for reasons I already explained in another post, no, they don't kiss before the s2 scene, so hold your horses).

* possibly a flashback of Aziraphale and Crowley during the wars of religion in Wales that serves to showcase some of their conversations trying to understand Christ's message and why humans misanderstand him so much. It's included for a number of reasons: we need to have something in Wales for Michael Sheen (now that David Tennant got to do his Scottish accent!) plus they really should talk about how ironic and tragic it is that so many people have killed each other over religious differences concerning Christ's message of peace and love among all persons and all peoples. Including the commandment of not killing each other. Seems to have gone right past people somehow. (this flashback also helps to give us some lighthearted Aziracrow early on, because Aziraphale and Crowley only really hit it off again by the end of episode 3 and only really get back together in episode 4).

* a new human character named Abel J. Ryuss has an important role as well. His full name is Abel James Ryuss. We get some 4 ou 5 new human characters that are important to the plot.

* Crowley kind of calls attention on a new human prophet and "outs" him as a prophet by accident and the dude ends up becoming a famous influencer - aka the modern equivalent of a prophet.

* the story begins with 4 out of 7 of the apocalypse seals already broken (aka the 4 riders of the apocalypse). When the 5th seal breaks, the dead arise. When the 6th seal breaks, in episode 5, Gabriel and Beelzebub return. But they're foreshadowed in episode 4 by the appearance of a blue bird with a fly flying around it in a tree in the background.

* the trio of angels: Michael, Uriel and Saraquiel each makes very different choices and have very different endings. One is irrelevant, one is killed and one ends up as the supreme archangel.

* heaven has at least 3 different factions with different agendas working to their own ends simultaneously. Hell has 2.

* catastrophical destruction followed by huge battle.

* In the end Gabriel and Beelzebub become consultants.

* careful with those to claim to speak for God.

* a marriage at south downs - and it's not Crowley and Aziraphale's! It's another couple we love. Aziraphale and Crowley needed a reason to go to south downs in the first place. Then they can take a walk and stumble upon a lovely cottage that just happens to be for sale.

[redpool]

Collective liveblog of the Royal Rumble 2024.

If LA Knight is in the Rumble, he's my pick to win.

I just hope and pray a certain missing AEW star doesn't show up.

If he's not, then Austin Theory is.

I really hope Kevin kills Logan.

NEVER MIND DAMIAN IS MY PICK

I swear to God, if Punk wins just because he's here.

I support Kevin Owens and all of his endeavours, including murder.

Is Truth actually apart of The Judgement Day or does he just think he is?

MY PICK(s): Damian Priest, LA Knight, Austin Theory or Drew McIntyre.

Wasn't Pat just fired?

I literally don't even care who wins this, but if Punk wins, someone will die.

What? I thought Naomi was with Nic???

Thought this was the match not the rumble

Is TNA apart of WWE? DOES THAT MEAN NIC/DOLPH COULD SHOW UP???

The crowd is so dead, oh my god.

I would 100% just pull a Miz

Rhea is my top pick but also Naomi.

Unique because it's a rainbow?

Why is that guy in the green shirt and cream hat always there.

JADE

I LOVE WOMEN

JADE THAT WAS SO FUCKING HOT

Jade is my women's pick.

Saw that one coming from a mile away.

Randy looks so good

Fucking hell

Holy shit

He's so fucking hot

Roman was the first ever wrestler I liked. I'm sorry but I'm not that sorry.

Just kiss already

Told ya

Shut all the way up, you little bitch.

Fucking hell

I haven't heard anyone take a chop like that in a long time

The sounds of Kevin's wrist hitting the thing oh my god

The blackwidow was made famous by AJ Lee.

Look at his chest, oh my god.

You could get fingerprints of Logans chest, Holt shit.

That's going to hurt like a bitch in a couple of hours.

Ok, I hate Logan but he's not bad.

He's Kevin fucking Owens, that's why.

AUSTIN, NO.

Austin, I just forgave you for being a shithead. And now you're back on the shitlist.

KILL HIM KEVIN

JEY!!!

That's fucked up

You deserve that shithead.

I am so fucking confused

KARRION

KARRION KROSS IS MY PICK

KARRION MY LOVE

Hey Dom

Please be quiet Corey.

NO NOT MY BABY

LUDWIG

AUSTIN

Rn, Austin or Jey are my picks.

Love his theme so fucking much

NOOOOOOO

Ok so Jey is the one I'm currently rooting for.

I need Damian to get here.

Fucking hell

DOLPH MENTION

NO NO NO NO NO

EW EW EW EW EW

IF HE WINS I SWEAR

DREW MY LOVE

I WON'T PICK BETWEEN MY TWO FAVOURE GIANTS.

NO

GUNTHER YOU BITCH

Thank fuck its just Sami.

PLEASE GOD NO, NOT DREW

COME ON D, YOU CAN DO IT.

GET THAT OLD FUCK OUT

I FUCKING HATE IT HERE.

KILL THAT BITCH DREW

FOR FUCKS SAKE

No

No

No

No

No

YES

YES

YES

YES

YES

YES

[andthebubbles]

okay at least this ep doesn't have anthony in it so hopefully i'm not taking like 3h to watch it

3x08

mmm delicious. i love a desperate, alone cressida making bad decisions. what if there's an AU where she's a serial killer? WHAT IF SHE HAD TO RUN AWAY IN S1 AND SHE MET ANTHONY WHO HAD ALSO RUN AWAY BECAUSE MAYBE HE KILLED (OR THOUGHT HE KILLED) SIMON

LMAO I FELT THIS SO HARD

SKFJGNFDKGNJKG

what the fuck?

ehe this is somewhat similar to the speech anthony gave to daphne in 1x04 "it is more than just your honour at stake, it is your sisters' too; the entire family name. it has been decided" (eeee i went and double checked it and i only missed a lil bit; also anthony is so pretty there halp)

HAHAHAA

why the FUCK is colin making this all about himself? no one replied to him while he was travelling? wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll didn't he choose to travel?

shut up colin, you have no idea what cressida is going through

SAME, GIRL

cress why don't you just explain your situation and ask for money....... or maybe she wouldn't do that haha... aahfdkjgdkjg fuck

colin. shut the FUCK up

cress kinda needs an advisor in this lol i feel like she's showing her hand too much. but then, she's like, idk, 20?

uh, isn't colin also without a title?

CUNT

heyyy they playing the duel music :3

so... does eloise not remember that cressida's father is a bitch..... ohhh well i guess she doesn't know the details about sending cress off to wales..................

why did it sound like the drink's already hit violet skjfngfkgjgk

CACKLE

but violet was like. a kid then. lmfao

JKDNGKFGJ AND THE BIT AFTER SKJFGKG dying

heh benedict's having a good time

that bit of colin sitting up on the settee is the best he's looked all season (25:15:ish)

why did this man wink at portia

SKDFJNKFGJN why is this so funny

ohhh to be an actor like polly walker.....

🥺

i love this convo actually

oh yeah you two are REALLY alike, i've been calling this since like s1

A Thousand Cuts has a really good anthony and penelope chapter. and ... was it also that fic that had a really good anthony and fran chapter, or is that another fic...? "but franny, it is so far." maybe it was.

yeah it's really OOC that anthony skipped fran's wedding. hmm. but like, i get actor schedules get in the way... idk.

violet's speech to fran is....................................... is it not a bit out of nowhere? or is she just being like this bc she's in the honeymoon stage with marcus lmao

HAHAHAHAHAA JFC THE PRIEST FUCKING KNOWS HALP

so... is fran's look after the kiss like... ....... oh whatever

ehehe (also the moment before with b&e but that's already been giffed so i've already seen it)

benedict~

lmao

hey, the piece fran and violet are playing on the piano, isn't that mozart, one of the sonatas, 2nd mvt, but it's a little bit off, and ALSO in the wrong key... aah ... it's in F major... and in the show it's in E major........... anyway i'm not sure if it is that piece because the notes are off a bit. maybe they did that deliberately. idk

now to try find which sonata it is lmao, classical music is so hard to google

oh okay. k330. in the end i just googled the numbers i had played before lmfao. but yeah, in the show it's not exactly that. if anything it feels inspired by that.

it could be another piece entirely though, just that it has similarities to k330 2nd mvt. anyway

MAYBE THAT HE DOESN'T FEEL GOOD ENOUGH. HMMM SEEMS TO RUN IN THE FAMILY

IS THIS WHERE HE RUNS AWAY

yeah he but-ed XD

HE WANTS TO MEET MORE MEN

what if they genderswap sophie skjfng????

awww

haha skjfngkjdfng he went straight from the bed to the swings!

awww this season really made me like portia

lmfao finch's sneeze

okay so i guess pen prepared that speech lmao and forewarned some people. interesting lighting they put on her btw. and yeah i do think she got off a bit lightly, but honestly if they were to do it ... probably closer to honestly, it might've been quite harsh. but who knows. anyway

gosh i love portia

:3

awwww

awwww colin finally got off his high horse. yay. your wife is awesome. you should be pleased, nitwit :3

lmaoooo eloise inviting herself to scotland KSJDNKJFGNK

SKJFNGKJGN

okay, can benedict, eloise and francesca all be queer

i want them to genderswap sophie!!!! but i guess they won't. i guess.

eloise and michaela are holding hands!!

okay so it was only towards the end of ep 8 when it finally felt like bridgerton again. minus the costumes. the first half of ep 8 felt like... wildly off the pace.

imo they didn't need to do cressida THAT dirty.

anyway i'll save this stuff for a ep 5-8 round-up post

[edgessunflower]

(for drabble!) ❤️‍🔥💫 With Damian priest!!!

Oooh my favorite trope is showing scars! 🥺

Don't hide what I need to see

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem reader

Description: When you and Damian confess your feelings for each other, you show each other the secret you keep and what helped make him strong

You and Damian laugh as you walk in his house, deciding to have dinner and watch tv. The two of you had been friends since he was in NXT 5 months before being transferred over to the WWE roster joining him a few weeks later, you slowly realized the true feelings you had for him 8 months earlier after a year of the two of you being in WWE together mostly being solo wrestlers but the two of you were frequent tag team partners picking up wins together along with your own wins in individual matches proving yourselves as forces to be reckoned with and a damn good team whether it was the two of you together, both of you and a third person, even in a six person team the two of you played of each other well which built the chemistry between the two of you. You wince when you feel a sharp pain in your upper back from your exhausting match against Bayley "You okay? Did you pull something?" you shake your head as your eyes burn with tears until it turns to quiet groans when damian starts massaging your back helping you relax until you feel his fingers against your spine but also the scar across it making your heart stop "What is that? Is that..." you turn wide eyed feeling scared since the only scars he knew were on you was one on your arm, two on your leg, and one barely visible under your chin but you hadn't shown or told him about the others that you always kept covered up "I..I was going to tell you..." you sigh as you turn slowly taking your shirt off before grabbing shorts and changing into them before walking back out showing the scar on your stomach, chest under your breast, rib, and the three giant ones on your back hiding your face in your hands. "Don't hide what I need to see" he gently pulls your hands away before gently caressing the scars you told him about telling him how you got them before touching the one on your chest and looking at you with patience and care "I got that when I was 12 from bullies who jumped me" he slowly moves to the one on your right rib ending right next to your breast "That was when I was 17 from falling off a cliff on a hike" you slowly kept opening up as he traces each one learning each one, the one on your stomach from an emergency surgery at 20 from an ulcer, the first one on your back when you were 9 from getting hit by your uncle with a 4x4 board, the second when you were 19 from saving your friend from being raped, and the last one three months earlier on vacation when you got mistaken for another person and assulted by a drunk man feeling the weight of the world of your chest as he holds you in his arms before taking his shirt off and riding up his pants legs to show the scars he has gotten throughout his career and other events throughout his life. You wipe your face covering your upper body suddenly feeling the vulnerability in the moment before he gently grabbed your face and kissing you "I have loved you god since not long after we met" you both laugh sweetly before putting your shirt back on and going out together the next day and by the next week, the two of you were officially dating and the happiest you both had ever been.