#monsignor meow meow

[littleredwritingcat]

Thirst Trap - Chapter 10: "Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting"

"Perfect love Y/N. Remember? There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment.”

“This is a terrible decision,” you yell.

“I am a hot dumpster fire of terrible decisions! Why are you warming your hands on the hot dumpster fire of terrible decisions, Paul? I am not going to make out with a man of the cloth in the middle of a church!”

Ok, sinners and meow meow lovers. If you've made it this far, I congratulate you. Time to put the "burn" in "slow burn."

@everythingbutresolved @agirlinherhead @honey-tree-evil-eve @labyrinthphanlivingafacade @plainlo-inthemorning @thenookienostradamus @fatherpaulsimp @fatherpaulmybelovedulsimpbackup @rothko-mirror @meownsignor @thecorgimademedoit @mareyshelley @vintageglassheart02 @thegentlestmaenad @jyngerpeach @ebiemidnightlibrarian @choosekindly @girlwiththenegantattoo @aherdofbees @i-was-ok-then-i-saw-hamish @midwestmisfit @madsmilfelsen

[emprcaesar]

is this blasphemy?

[theghostinyourwalls]

I’m very a devout believer in hot priests supremacy 🛐

[ssomewhereinthewoodss]

stepping into the moonlit night

[melancholictearz]

how i’ve been lately

[doomsdayoption]

Monsignor John Pruitt from Midnight Mass is THE poor little meow meow and I will die on this hill.

Yeah, I understand all the others, but god, this one drank blood from the floor AND THEN THE ACTOR LITERALLY PROCEEDED TO COMPARE IT TO A KITTY DRINKING MILK.

You cannot get more meow meow than this.

[vampyre-kin]

God he's so fucking pathetic, I am in love with him.

[journalbye]

FAITH

[ commissions open ]

[purplemotif]

it’s his song

[aesopsharpmybeloved]

i was doomed from the moment i set my eyes on this vampire priest boi

[lorocomonkey]

Tiny

[m0userat]

hopeless matches mean i get to draw with the paper and then i forgot i had to turn it in at the end but i snagged some photos

[snail-cryptids]

Dear God, what have I done-

[bibically-accurate-angel-elijah]

The only man I've been on my knees for is jesus, but I can change that.

:]

[littleredwritingcat]

Chapter 9 is LIVE - and the question on everyone's mind is "who's your daddy?"

“We feel uncomfortable not knowing.”

You send a stream of air through your nose as Father Paul’s voice pulls you back. His lack of nuance bothers you. Admittedly, there’d been less “ice cream in the freezer” metaphors and more “blind trust is awesome and good, actually” in his homilies ever since Leeza had walked. You have trouble reconciling the reasonable person you speak with and –

“The more that we know, the less we bend. The more brittle we become, the easier to break.”

You snarl, then turn your attention back to the red notebook. Your shaking hands write what you want to yell into the crowd of people, open and agog. Some uneasy frequency sounds within you, and it’s the old warning again.

Well hello, beautiful people and shining stars!

How the hell are ya?

Welcome to another (long-awaited) update.

Also, did I mean to quote Camillionaire's

"Ridin'" when I set out to write this chapter?

No I did not.

Am I delighted that it just kind of happened?

Yes. Yes I am.

@everythingbutresolved @agirlinherhead @honey-tree-evil-eye @labyrinthphanlivingafacade @plainlo-inthemorning @thenookienostradamus @fatherpaulsimp @fatherpaulsimpbackup @rothko-mirror @meownsignor @thecorgimademedoit @mareyshelley @vintageglassheart02 @thegentlestmaenad @jyngerpeach @ebiemidnightlibrarian @choosekindly @girlwiththenegantattoo @aherdofbees @i-was-ok-then-i-saw-hamish

[mutt-thingy]

watching bagpuss

remembers midnight mass:

IT SURE IS!!!!!