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i physically cannot explain how much i LOVE this

have this very unserious view of my desk

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fortunately, I am in love

PLEASE KATAKURI

TAKE THIS ROSE AND DONUT🌹🍩

no one can stop me

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reblog if you’re gay, shy or a fucking idiot

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i love him, my skrunkly <3

literallyyyy what is wrong with him

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Beneath Sacred Vows | John Ward x Nb Demon OC Masterlist <3

Chapter 1:The Summoning 

Chapter 2: An Awkward Ride Home

Chapter 3: Pancakes?

The fic on ao3 <3:

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I dont even like this ship but its so comedic😭

Gavin: Mwahahaha!

Nines: ...what are you doing?

Gavin: Cleaning.

Nines: Okay, and why the evil laughter?

Gavin: Cleaning is boring, so it helps me stay on task if I make a game of it and pretend I'm an evil overlord.

Gavin: For the next part of my evil scheme I shall... FOLD THE LAUNDRY

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yall im tryna set up my blog aesthetic, and im struggling to pick one

mainly i cant pick if whther to make it blue based or black based,

pinterest has some real aesthetic pretty shit, and im indecisive as hell

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This is so good, I unironically kinda like this…

Yandere!Connor who has hundreds upon hundreds of photos of you saved to his hard drive

Yandere!Connor who’s over the moon at the fact that you’ve been partnered up together for a case

Yandere!Connor who just absolutely needs to be touching you at all times, whether it’s a hand on your shoulder or wrapped around your waist as he ‘guides’ you from danger

Yandere!Connor who follows you around like a lost puppy at the station, cuddling up to you at any given moment but it’s fine. Sure you aren’t getting any work done when he’s around, but he looks so happy as he nuzzles his face against you <3

Yandere!Connor who absolutely adores you and everything you do, it’s why he has actual hours worth of videos of you doing random day to day things.

Yandere!Connor who gets off to you almost every night before entering rest mode, all those videos and photos he takes are really paying off.

Yandere!Connor who desperately fucks himself on his fingers wishing that they were yours instead. He’s almost in tears because he keeps edging himself, telling himself that this is what you would want him to do for being so gross, he’s supposed to protect you not think about getting his pump fucked by you <3

Yandere!Connor who steals underwear from you all the time when he thinks you aren’t looking, it’s a disgusting habit of his he just seemingly can’t get rid of. It’s not like you’re encouraging it or anything, definitely not…

Yandere!Connor whose just so happy that you love him almost as much as he loves you <3

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literally so amazing ‼️🌹

Johnposting

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i cackled at this in he middle of the school hallway 😭😭

The fact that posting shit like this has been legitimately curing my paranoia is insane

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I LOVE THIS‼️🌹

EN GRADE.

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I LOVE BEACH DAY‼️🌹

john ward in tacky vacation wear

beach day!!!

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literally so true

when the Catholic priest in the 1980's is bisexual

original image

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THE WHO?!

Hey father! I know you and my dad had been friends for a very long time now, so, how did ya both meet?

Well,

I never knew him at all till we failed to exorcise Amy. I vaguely, knew who he was. Cardinal knows who we both are though.

Around the present time, (buddy it's like 1988 or something wdym present)

I was out lookin' for Michael and I just happened to see John, probably dealing with Amy n' the forest..

Then, I helped him fight the UNSPEAKABLE and here we are.

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this is so cute

pls write a fluffy morning with john ward x gn!reader

make them married and have breakfast together‼️🌹

Absolutely! I wrote this on my birthday

John Ward X GN! Reader

You two have known each other for years. At some point, you both gained a crush on each other. It took a while for him to realize he shared feelings for you, like several years. He gravitated towards you in almost any situation. He at first believed his mind defined you as his bestest buddy, and that this ‘friendship’ was, well, friendship. It went on for a painfully long time. You knew you had a crush on him, but you were too stubborn to make the first legitimate move, as much as you adored him.

It took until later into high school that he realized he like-liked you. It was the biggest Ah-hah moment of his life. This Christian boy kept away from any sexual contact whatsoever, and you were the same even if you weren’t religious. You respected his religion, even if you didn’t entirely follow it. You both we mostly still behaved like best friends, aside from the kissing and other romantic gestures and cuddling.

In college, you both shared any free time. You both tried to get into mostly similar classes. You both were the college lovebirds that everyone would see. Unlike your guys’ classmates, you both still didn’t have sexual experience with each other. You both were lucky enough to share a dorm, sharing the bed and many other things with each other. He had a little Bible by his bed to read over if you were doing something without him. Other than a Bible, he’d read other books too, unless he had more homework to do. You had your own hobbies all the same, if it was related to the outdoors, he liked to join you. It was pretty relaxing, and kept him from obsessing with the school work.

When you both graduated college, you both got married as soon as you both could save up for it. Plenty of your relatives were happy to attend your marriage (unless your relationship with your family is fucked). You two danced and enjoyed your time in the church John planned the marriage to take place. He had no family to invite, unfortunately, only a few friends you two shared.

With the process of him becoming a priest, he had to keep you out of peoples’ business. Aside from himself trying to get you more into his religion and meeting church friends. You’d attend his specific church and drive him home if his car would break down or simply wouldn’t start. John is more than happy to ride with you, or have you ride with him. (I’m not sure how living like a priest goes, but I’m pretty sure they’re not allowed to be in romantic/sexual relationships for reasons I can’t remember).

At church, when kids have birthdays, someone would pay clowns to come over. John would call for you quickly because he has coulrophobia/a fear of clowns. If he saw the clown, he would end up unable to breathe and shaking like a cold puppy. If you were stuck at your job, you’d simply leave with no hesitation. You didn’t care what your boss would say to you later, you just hope they’ll understand when you tell them.

After a long day of him being tormented by the presence of clowns and bringing him home, you helped him to bed to hold him and gently play with his hair. This always seemed to calm him down. “…Thank you” Your beloved broke the silence. “Anytime. Now.. do you want something to eat? It’s still before noon, so I think we can have some breakfast, if you’d like.” “…Yes please” John smiles a bit, his breathing back to normal. He sat himself up then stood up with you, following you to the kitchen.

“I can make something for us. Do you want pancakes?” John thought for a moment. “Actually, may I make something? That might make me feel better” “Of course, silly” You let him take the wheel on it. “Other than the.. thing..” He avoids triggering himself “Today was okay. The kids were behaved, and the adults the same. No fighting or rude interruptions so far, and I thank the lord for that. I thank the lord for you.” He walks over to you to give you a kiss. “By the way, I’m making waffles.” John let out a little giggle, as if he was merely a boy, your boy. “I love you too, dingus” You flirted, pulling him by his collar to kiss him yourself. “Now go make your silly little waffles!” You spoke in a playful tone, and he responded with another giggle. You love this goofy boy so much.

After he made you both something to eat, you both sat just across from each other, simply enjoying each other’s company and the meal. “This is lovely, love. You gotta cook for us more!” “It felt fun to do, so I probably will cook more. It was pretty relaxing too, I think.” John admitted, seeming as he said relaxed.

“Either way, I’m happy you’re feeling better. I know fears can eat at you, and lately you’ve been having nightmares. I just want you to be happy and carefree. I don’t know what I have to do to get that freedom for you, but I’ll do whatever I must to help you, John. I love you.” After finishing your meals, you both go to clean each other’s dishes, both sharing a kiss before he has to go rest.

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Beneath Sacred Vows | John Ward x Nb Demon Oc

Chapter 3: Pancakes?

WC: 1k

Skyler explores John’s house, And does a little work.

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Skyler's POV:

I stood behind John as he unlocked the front door. He went inside and held the door open for me, and I smiled. Taking in our surroundings, I observed the living room , And to my left and a hallway ahead, leading to the kitchen. A slightly foul smell lingered in the air.

"I assume I'll sleep on the couch, yes?" I asked John, looking at him.

"Yes, and the bathroom is down the hall. Don't go into the room with crosses on the door," John replied coldly, while taking off his shoes.

Glancing down, I noticed that I was only wearing socks on my feet. Considering the dirt I had walked through, needless to say, they were now disgusting.

"Do you have some dark socks I can borrow?" I asked. John looked confused at first, then his expression turned blank.

"I'll get you some. Wait on the couch, and take those dirty socks off," John said, looking slightly repulsed.

Following his instructions, I removed the socks and sat on the couch. Deciding to lay down, I realized once again that the couch was too short for me to fit entirely, so I let my calves dangle off the side. I allowed myself to relax.

"Here you go... Skyler, right?" John approached the couch with a fluffy blanket and a soft-looking pillow in one hand, and a pair of black socks in the other. He asked me awkwardly.

"Yeah! Skyler Stars, at your service," I chuckled at the fact that he wasn't sure of my name.

"Oh, thanks!" I said as he threw the blanket on the couch and handed me the pillow and socks. He looked at me awkwardly as I opened the blanket and covered myself with it. John started to walk away.

"So, demons also need to sleep?" John asked, stopping in his tracks and turning around to look at me with curiosity.

"We don't need to, but we can, and it re-energizes us much faster. We can also dream, if you were wondering," I replied to John's question.

"Huh, okay then..." John's curiosity was satisfied, and he quietly walked back to his room. Feeling bored, I focused my hearing and listened to his footsteps until they stopped. After a while, it seemed like John was getting into his sleepwear, and I could hear him praying.

That's when he lost my interest. I unfocused my hearing and enjoyed the silence. I wasn't tired enough to sleep, and I wondered if John would mind if I took a look around his house... would he?

Finding nothing of interest in the living room, I headed to the kitchen. It was there that the bad smell was coming from—the sink was practically full of dishes.

As I stood there, the smell grew more pungent. I decided to say "fuck it" and do the dishes. While washing the dishes, I couldn't help but wonder how long it would take for a sink to become that full for someone living alone.

After finishing the dishes, I opened the fridge to see if there were any worthy snacks. Unfortunately, there were none—only random ingredients and vegetables. Then, an idea struck me.

I went to the nearest open store, which was somewhat far considering it was 2 a.m. I picked up some stuff, paid, and walked back.

Entering the house, I noticed that the floor was quite dusty. I went to the basement in hopes of finding a mop or a broom, and indeed, I found a broom.

Returning upstairs, I started sweeping the whole kitchen and then the living room. I collected the dirt from both rooms and placed it near the door.

Next, I moved to the hallway that led to the bathroom and John's room. I began sweeping the hallway, gathering the remains of dirt and adding them to the pile. Lastly, I swept the bathroom and added that dirt to the pile as well. With everything cleaned up, I unlocked the door and swept the pile of dirt outside.

The house was finally clean, and I felt tired enough to sleep. I lay on the couch in the same position as before, covering myself with the blanket, and drifted away into sleep.

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I sensed that John had woken up as I could hear his footsteps approaching. John looked horrified as his smile quickly disappeared from his face upon seeing me, as if he had forgotten who his house guest was.

"What in God's name do you think you're doing?" John said, a mix of horror, anger, and disgust flashing across his face in quick succession.

"I made you pancakes," I said and chuckled, placing a plate with a beautiful stack of pancakes in front of him. I added maple syrup to the table near the plate and placed a small slice of butter on top of the pancakes. John looked speechless, his jaw dropped.

"How did you... I don't have ingredients for pancakes?!" John asked, stunned in a bad way.

"I went out to get ingredients last night," I answered, confused about why he was so concerned.

"And where did the dirty dishes go?!" he continued, still in shock.

"I washed them! They smelled bad, and I couldn't sleep," I explained, and John remained speechless.

"Oh, and I swept the floors," I added. John looked dizzy and placed his hand over his forehead.

"Dude, are you okay? You look dizzy," I said, concerned. I helped John sit down at the table in front of his plate and went to get him a glass of water.

"No, you scared the shit out of me," he blurted out.

"I did nothing," I snapped back with equal energy.

"In my defense, it's not an everyday occurrence to wake up to a demon making pancakes in my kitchen," John said, his tone in between sips of water. It stung to hear how scared he had been upon seeing me.

"Just eat your pancakes," I said, walking back to my makeshift bed—a long couch with no cushions, a pillow, and a blanket.

I lay down, covered myself, took a deep breath, and could feel a little guilt radiating from him.

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hello my silly little friends

update: chapter 3 is gonna up by tomorrow around this time (or before)

so get ready‼️

i also planned where the story is going so i don’t abandon it bc im unmotivated

here is the scrimblo

(this is from Faith: Demon Siege)