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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Love With Its Back Turned
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‘Ninety percent of true love is acute, ear-burning embarrassment.“- Terry Pratchett
Pairing: Pat Murray x reader
Word count: 15k
Warnings: Smut, you know how it is
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Everyone knew you hated each other. It was just a fact of life, the sky is blue, baseball fields are diamond-shaped, and you and Pat Murray couldn’t stand each other.
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Joe Mazzello: the fluffy chronicles
Talking about future.
you were laying on a couch in your apartment
actually, your legs were on Joe 
some movie was playing in the background, but you didn’t pay much attention to it
your head was on the pillows and your eyes were shut 
you were smiling
Joe was softly petting your legs
you always enjoyed every single one of his little gestures
and he did not spare you any, he loved showing you affection
finally he said: this
“hmm?” you opened your eyes to look at him
this is what I want from life
you looked surprised at the screen thinking he meant something that happened in the movie 
no, no, he smiled, I meant us, here
“we’re not doing anything special” you smiled a bit at him
it is special to me
cause you are here, and it’s so peaceful, and you’re smiling
“I’m smiling cause I’m happy. cause you make me happy”
you smile wider 
“you know what? this is what I want too”
I want this, but upgraded
“upgraded?”
yes. you, me, and a little one. more than one, if you agree
“you want a kiddo?” you smiled
don’t tell me you didn’t know it
“we never talk much about it”
cause I don’t want to spook you! 
he chuckled quietly
but in truth I can’t wait to see your face in miniature 
“you mean, your face. this adorable little cheeks and ginger hair”
oh no. everything but the ginger hair. don’t make them suffer like this he chuckled
“and I want my babies to be ginger. I want them to be exactly like you”
I just want them to be healthy and for you to be their mom. that’s all I’m asking for
“you think about it often?”
all the time
“really?”
yes. I mean, I’m happy here with you and if it stays like his, I will remain happy, but I’d rather have this home… fuller. with those small little feet running around
“I actually really love the idea”
after you finish college? 
“and after we get married, yes” you nodded
that’s something you think about often?
“I already chose my dress!” you chuckled and he joined you
for real?
“I mean I didn’t buy it or anything, but I know how I want my wedding dress to look like”
“…and how your suit s h o u l d look like” you two laughed more 
you already thought of everything?
“more or less, yeah. I want a wedding in june or july”
great, we can start searching for the wedding invitations
“wait, I didn’t mean this year-”
why not?
“you don’t just marry someone out of the blue, you need to think about it-”
you just said you did
“yeah, I did, but it’s typical for girls my age. I meant more like… you need to be sure you love the other person that much”
and you have doubts?
you shook your head
“no, I don’t. I know that if I spend my life with you, I’ll be happy”
so what’s the problem?
“we aren’t together long enough…”
honey. we are together long enough. we’re not rushing anything. so what’s the problem? why do you want to postpone it?
“I’m-” you sighed 
“I’m just not sure if you thought this through. and if you won’t regret it…”
you really think I would just throw caution to the winds? 
if I didn’t mean it with my whole heart, I wouldn’t ever start the conversation
I wouldn’t hurt you like that
“so you meant all of this?”
I want to make all of your dreams come true. and I want to marry you. if you want to wait ‘till another june or july, it’s fine. no rush. but I want you to know that no matter what, you are my princess. and I want to make you my queen
and the ring is in the drawer of my bedside table, if you decide to say ‘yes’
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Masterlist
Updated 09/08/20
/ = sequel - * = Request 💦 = Smut - 💗 = Fluff -☔ = Angst - ⛅ = Hurt/Comfort
ROGER TAYLOR
I’ll Make It Up To You 💦
Quiet In The Library Series 💦
Good Times Are Now 💗
Thief 💗💦
Rough Day * 💦
Roger x Reader x Linda Series  💦
Future Management Series  💦
Lazy Sunday 💗💦
Red Ribbon Series💦
Curtains Series 💦
Interloper* 💦 / Snapshots From Before* 💦
Code Red* 💦☔⛅ / Aftermath* ☔
Better Than Chocolates  💦 💗 (Without Daddy Kink)
No Particular Place To Go 💗
Welcome Home 💦💗
The Come Down 💦💗
BRIAN MAY
Interloper* 💦 / Snapshots From Before* 💦
JOHN DEACON
Interloper* 💦 / Snapshots From Before* 💦
BEN HARDY
Whole Lotta Love 💗 / Every Inch Of Your Love* 💗💦
Hoodie 💦
Hangover Cure 💦 / Drunk Ben Blurb 💗
The Dinner Party (feat. Rami + Lucy + Joe + Gwil) 💦💗
Taking Control (feat. Gwil) 💦
BRJ Series (feat. Joe) 💦☔💗⛅ 
DMs  💦 / Panty Stuffing HC 💦
5 Simple Rules For A Successful Fake Relationship Series  💗☔💦 
Platonically 💗💦
JOE MAZZELLO
The Dinner Party (feat. Rami + Lucy + Ben + Gwil) 💦💗
Seaside Rendezvous* 💗💦☔
BRJ Series (feat. Ben) 💦☔💗⛅
After Party (feat. Lucy)💦
Stood Up, Make Love💦
GWILYM LEE
The Dinner Party (feat. Rami + Lucy + Ben + Joe) 💦💗
Taking Control (feat. Ben) 💦
Countdown To Christmas (feat. Lucy) 💦💗
Lucy Boynton
The Dinner Party (feat. Rami + Gwil + Ben + Joe)  💦💗
Countdown To Christmas (feat. Lucy) 💦💗
After Party (feat. Lucy)💦
Rami Malek
The Dinner Party (feat. Lucy + Gwil + Ben + Joe)  💦💗
BLURBS
600 Follower Celebration Blurbs Tag
1K Follower Celebration Blurbs Masterlist
(Also you can find me on A03 here)
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Could you write something where Pat finds out your pregnant please?
I walked across the semi-empty baseball field, feeling my heart beating in my throat. I could hear the distant chatter and yelling of the D-Backs from the parking lot and while it normally would have calmed me it only raised my nerves. 
From the looks of the scoreboard, the D-Backs had tied the game, three to three, and they didn’t seem too put off by it. 
That eased my conscience slightly. Slightly.
As I came upon the dugout I could see Pat slowly packing up his things, talking about one of his hits to Barone who wasn’t listening. When he saw me his face lit up, a bright smile growing on his lips. It didn’t make me feel any better.
“Hey babe, what are you doing here, I thought you didn’t feel good this morning?” He asked. 
“I… I just wanted to come check on you guys, see how the game went,” I answered shakily, trying to keep my hands from showing my tremors. The boys all went around telling little bits and pieces of the game to me, voices overlapping and laughing and loud.
Pat recognized the look of fear on me the second I spoke.
“Guys, I’m just gonna take her home, I can tell she’s not feeling well,” Pat said suddenly, cutting off Dells’ story about striking out one of the opposite players.
As each of them said goodbye and gave words of encouragement to get better my heart grew heavier and heavier. 
I wrung my hands and Pat and I walked across the field until we got just past the outfield fence.
“So what is it?” He asked quietly. Knowingly.
My heart lurched.
“Pat, I… I just… I love you, you know that? So goddamn much,” I started, my voice already growing thick.
“Are you breaking up with me?” He asked suddenly, turning to face me. The look in his eyes only made the lump in my throat bigger.
“No! Pat, no I’m not breaking up with you, I promise. I just needed to tell you, I…” I paused, closing my eyes to try and stop the quickly welling tears from rolling down my cheeks. Despite my efforts, a warm, fat tear slipped down my cheek, quickly wiped away by Pat’s thumb.
“Y/N, baby, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice soft and warm and comforting.
“You can tell me anything, you know that. I love you, nothing you could ever say would change-”
“I’m pregnant,” I blurted, opening my eyes and watching him stare at me. A look of shock came over his face while a sob exited my mouth. 
“You’re…” he trailed off, looking down at my stomach as if I was already showing.
I pressed a hand over my mouth, trying to calm myself down. For a few seconds, I just stood there crying while Pat looked at me. I thought for sure he would break up with me now, he doesn’t want anything to do with a kid, of course, he doesn’t, its too much-
Pat pulled me into a tight hug, one hand tight on my waist while the other pressed on the back of my neck comfortingly. I quickly reciprocated, gripping on the back of his jersey to try and ground myself.
Pat mumbled something into my hair before kissing my head, I pulled back, sniffling.
“What?”
When I pulled back I saw the enormous grin on his face and my heart lifted ever so slightly.
“I’m gonna be a dad! I’m gonna-” he paused, laughing and turning his head up to the sky before yelling, “I’M GONNA BE A DAD!”
He quickly turned his face back down and pressed his lips to mine sweetly, wrapping his arms tight around me and picking me up, spinning. 
“WHAT?” Ty yelled from the dugout. Pat set me down gently and I watched, his happiness seeping into my skin as he yelled back.
“I’M GONNA BE A FUCKING DAD!”
All the boys jumped and whooped excitedly in response.
Pat turned back to me, placing his hands on the sides of my head and kissing all over my face. 
“I love you, fuck, I love you so much. I can’t believe you’re…” he spoke in between kisses, laughing and kissing my lips again finally.
My head was dizzy with joy at his reaction. And to think, I was dreading telling him.
“I’m going to be the best fucking dad ever, I swear,” he whispered, his arms tight around my body again. I only nodded in answer, my tears turning from ones of dread to ones of relief.
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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16, 24, 27 from the dialogue prompt list thingy with Pat Murray 👀
Prompt(s): 16. “Kiss me like you mean it”, 24. “Are you jealous?” 27. So... you’re jealous?”
pairing(s): Pat Murray x Reader
word count: 238
warnings: SWEARING, jealousy, poor writing skills, subpar proof reading.
“Y/L/N stop distracting the fucking team!” Yelled Pat Murray from just outside the dugout, just far enough away that he couldn’t hear what you and Zapata were talking about
You responded by flipping him off and continuing to chat with Zapata. Murray didn’t like how hard you were laughing at whatever Zapata was saying he’s not that fucking funny he thought bitterly. when you put your hand on his knee - for balance because you almost fell off the bench from laughing so hard, but Murray didn’t know that - Murray finally lost it. He entered the dugout, grabbed your arm and dragged you over to the fence.
“the fuck is wrong with you Murray?”
“What’s wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? You’re distracting the whole fucking team with your fucking flirting”
“So… you’re jealous?”
“Me? Jealous? Of you and Zapata? No.” He said defensively and was avoiding your gaze. Looking anywhere but at you “Fuck no. Why the fuck would I be jealous?
“Pat?” He’s eyes were suddenly on you. You’d never called him that before it was Always “Murray” or “asshole” br never Pat. “Are you jealous?”
“Yes” So quietly you barely heard him
“Well what are you gonna do about it” in an instant his lips were on yours in an uncharacteristically soft manner. You broke the kiss and said
“C’mon Murray, Kiss me like you mean it” and boy did he ever.
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Why aren’t you? (Joe Mazzello x Reader)
Summary: Soulmate AU. When two soulmates meet for the first time, they get a tattoo of the other person’s name. The tattoos show up on the same spot on each person.
Warning: Angst, mention of sexy time, little more angst
Word Count: 5.9k+
   You were sitting in the back of the class making doodles on the edge of your paper. You hadn’t been able to fit statistics into your schedule your first 3 years of college because of your lab schedule. You used statistics in a lot of your science classes so it didn’t really seem necessary, but it was required for you graduate. So here you were in a class full of freshman. You saw one freshman you recognized from the microbiology lab section you TA’ed this morning. He eagerly waved at you from his seat in front when you came in. You gave him an amused smile back wondering how long a college workload would take to crush his apparent enthusiasm. He reminded you of your freshman roommate who never came back after fall break. You hoped he didn’t meet the same fate. She told you she was ready to quit school about a month into the semester.
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Trick or Treat (Joe Mazzello x Reader)
This is for @forever-rogue 2019 Halloween Challenge. I used dialogue prompts 
14. “I came in here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat.”
21.   “We should do a couples costume.” “We’re not a couple though.”  
Summary: Joe and Y/N take his niece trick or treating. Joe’s behavior with his niece doesn’t help Y/N’s crush on Joe.
Warnings: very mild drinking, pining
Word Count: 3.1k
A/N: I know it’s barely September, but I’m posting it anyways!! This made me want to have kids with Joe more than normal. 
   Right as you came back above ground from the subway, your phone rang. Your best friend Joe’s face on the caller ID surprised you. It was 7:30 and he wasn’t filming right now so you weren’t really sure why he was already awake when he didn’t have to be. There was no pretext after you said hello, Joe got right to his purpose, “we should do a couples costume.”
You laughed and rolled your eyes, “we aren’t a couple though. Also, it’s August.” 
The light melody of Joe’s laugh rang in your ear, “we gotta plan baby.”
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Sexy Pool Boy (Joe Mazzello x Reader) [Single Dad! Joe]
Summary: Reader is a famous pop singer who’s ex boyfriend was caught very publicly cheating on her. She goes back to her hometown to refocus and relax. The house she is renting has a man that comes by and attends to the pool and other various things around the house. That man, Joe Mazzello, has a son that starts coming by the house as well.
Warnings: language, implied smut, a bit of angst
Word Count: 7.8k+
A/N: This is another addition of me not knowing what to name stuff. I know it’s terrible. Please forgive me. Also, I love dad Joe. (I posted this once, the formatting was terrible. I deleted it about 1 minute later. Sorry if you are tagged and wondering what’s happening). The bold text are headlines. Edit: tagging someone that I missed from my list. Second Edit: I forgot the mood board thing I made in the middle of the night last week.
Chapter 2   Chapter 3   Chapter 4 (final chapter)
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    Exiled. That’s what you currently were. Sure it was self imposed, but you were still exiled from your normal life. Normal being a relative term. Your life hadn’t really resembled anything normal for close to a decade. Although, your abnormal life had been even crazier than your normal the last few years. The last 2 albums you released blew up. Your tours were held in arenas now. While your career was at its peak, your personal life went the opposite direction. Two months ago you were getting ready to walk on stage to your first of 5 sold out nights in New York when your assistant said she needed to tell you about a news story that just broke. Your boyfriend of two years phone had been hacked. That wasn’t new information because pictures from your private vacation had been posted online. The horrified look on her face indicated there was more to the story now. You asked her how much you didn’t want to hear what she had to say. She couldn’t even answer. You made her wait till you were done with the show. You figured you wouldn’t be able to perform for the 40,000 some fans who had spent hard earned money on their tickets if she told you. That assumption was incredibly correct. Reminders of that were staring at you on the magazine rack as you waited to check out at the grocery store in the Midwestern town you grew up in.
Y/N cheated on AGAIN!!! Exclusive details inside
Why can’t Y/N keep a man: an in depth look
Ex BF already spotted out with former mistress house shopping
The pictures that brought down a pop queen’s empire
Uptight, controlling, prude? How about all the above when describing Y/N
All the dirty deeds Y/N would not do
Where is Y/N now?
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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No Such Thing
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Mood board for my story No Such Thing
Summary : You met and fell in love with Joe Mazzello during your senior year of high school. Surely meeting back up with him 16 years later isn’t a complete terrible idea.
All the chapters have their own warnings, including angst and smut. (18+ only for the smut)
Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 /  Chapter 7.2 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20 / Epilogue
The In Between Bits - These takes place between Chapter 20 and the Epilogue 
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Your Former A-hole Friend (Joe Mazzello x Reader)
Summary: Enemies to Lovers-ish. You move into a new apartment. You are not a fan of your new neighbor. 
Warnings: Death of grandparent mentioned, angst, drinking, injury, there is fluff at the end it’s not all terrible
Word Count: 2.9k
You are sitting in your new living room. It was a gorgeous apartment that you were thankful to have. You wished it hadn’t been because of the death of your beloved grandparents. They knew you loved the building, location, and apartment. You were the youngest of all the grandkids and the only one still renting. They left it to you. You were hanging up the last picture in your gallery wall, a picture of said grandparents, when someone started pounding on the door. The sudden noise caused you to drop the picture sending glass everywhere. You carefully stepped around the glass because you were barefoot.
   You opened the door to an angry looking redhead. He almost hit you in the face because he was about to knock again.
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Cold is the Night Masterpost
Cold is the Night
Fic Summary: You and Pat have known each other for years but this summer, everything will change. As the two of you start to grow close, your matching tempers threaten the foundation of your rocky friendship and prevent both of you from realizing your true feelings.
Fic Song: Cold is the Night by The Oh Hellos. Fic playlist can be found here.  
Pairing: Pat Murray/Female Reader
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Language, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Multiple Chapters
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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20 (Epilogue)
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Master List
all your asks in one place! 
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My Sunshine
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Summary: Eugene and Marybeth have been together their whole lives, their unconditional love for the other a secret to no one except themselves. They were just two kids scared of losing the other. But when Eugene goes to war, loss seems inevitable.
Pairing: Eugene Sledge x original character
Word count: 13k
A/N: Luna wrote the letters! I’m actually really proud of this and I hope you all enjoy it and feel the same way as I did when I was writing this! yes, this did happen because of Joe’s Instagram post. 
Fic playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0GJUtfoP9M9sNfPeoRhGsZ
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Tongue-Tied
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Pairing: Pat Murray x reader
Word count: 1.2k
Warnings: None
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“Are you a friend of Maz’s?”
The question came from over your shoulder, shouted over the pounding music. You turned, narrowing your eyes against the gloom to find a guy standing beside you. He was cute, with coppery hair and dark eyes. From what you could tell, he seemed to be enjoying the party about as much as you were.
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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Master List
*NSFW
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It’s Been Too Long, Love *
I Can Be Handy *
You meet John Deacon through your friend Roger after you complain about your radio needing fixing. Soon you find yourself coming up with excuses to keep him coming back again, and again, and again.
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Turn My Blue Heart To Red
13/07/85
Scuff Up The Sidewalk *
You’ve known Roger your whole life. You’ve loved him your whole life too.
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Tongue-Tied
Series:
Love With Its Back Turned *
Everyone knew you hated each other. It was just a fact of life, the sky is blue, baseball fields are diamond-shaped, and you and Pat Murray couldn’t stand each other.
A Force Of Attraction *
“But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.”
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Series:
Lady In Red * 
He was only back at work for a week, just a simple favour to a friend. Gardner didn’t think anything of it, it’s not like it would make any difference. Then he met Margaux.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen 
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen 
Miscellaneous 
Saturday Sundaes - David Stein fic (Undrafted)
He stayed because it was different, and because it was nice hanging out with guys his age again, and even though it was hot, and boring, and he’d become the poster boy for bench-warming, it was worth it. It was worth it because of her.
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undraftedd · 5 years ago
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i deeply apologize for the spam but i’m trying to keep all my fics in one place😭 i mainly just use this blog to read ajsjsks now yall will know all my kinks
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Infectious Love (brian May x reader)
The year is 0 AC (after corona). These are the end times baby. You are looking sexy in the corona trenches that you dug in your backyard. Gotta stay safe!
You were wearing a hazmat suit with the nipples cut out, cowboy boots, and a MAQA hat (make America quarantined again).
You were waiting in the trenches (a/n: this is only kind of sexy, because you could have been in the bogs, but you chose not to you little slut.)
It was time for your weekly appointment. Every day, you visited your local youth pastor, Father Brian Harold May, to get your soul cleansed! You told everyone this was to keep you safe from the coronavirus, but actually you were just hoping he would dick you down. Nothing hotter than a man of the lord!
(a/n: it was Susan’s day of reckoning. We are all bottoms for Susan.)
You walk into the church and immediately nut into the holy water. Oops! Did I do that? Brian harold May was standing on the altar in a black robe. He was wearing nipple clamps in the shape of crosses. ¡How holy of him! He was also wearing a bird mask (ya know, like the sexy plague doctors! This is corona time baby!)
“It’s time to be cleansed,” father May said. He took out a large bottle of communion wine. Truly the last of its kind since the corona came (and since you did too ;))
Immediately, John Deacon crashed through the roof of the church. He plopped to the floor on all fours. He was foaming out the mouth and very clearly naked (a/n: no I will not tell you how big his dick is, because I am not a fucking weirdo.)
You make eye contact with John Deacon. Not long enough for him to do something but long enough for you to nut again. John With Teeth lifted you into the air with his laser beam eyes (just like Susan’s!) and threw you onto the altar with father.
Father May began to levitate ever so slightly above the altar. He threw your little bitch body onto the cross hanging in the front of the church. You were magnetized there. How? I could not say. This is a Christmas miracle.
(a/n: Christmas no longer exists. These are the end times baby! This is a corona miracle. This is Susan’s house. NOT the lord’s.)
John Deacon (with teeth) gathered his TOOLS (a sensible hammer and some rusty nails he found in the alley, and his lean cuisine from dinner last night. He brought the rest for you in case you got hungry during the exorcism.)
Daddy Brian began to chant, “Eleka nahmen nahmen. Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen. Eleka nahmen nahmen.Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen.” That was the spell to summon
C O R O N A
However, much to your relief, you did not die of corona. You died by bleeding out on the cross after John nailed you (not in that way you dirty sluts.)
Boy do I love church!
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