Short bit of Father Paul x Reader based off of the âI love you,â âitâll passâ scene from Fleabag.
You had been nice to the new priest since he arrived in Crockett. Of course you were not expecting John to get such a sudden a fill in, you all thought he was fine. Although it was a change that was definitely needed for this town, it was one you wished had never happened.
You and Father Paul had become quick friends from the very start, you couldnât help yourself but to fall for him. He was so sweet and gentle, he always knew what to say to comfort you. You wish things were different. You really did. No matter what he could never be what you wished he could be.
So there you were, next to him after he politely walked you home from helping him plan for a church event. It was late and not many people were up at this hour. You stood there for second close to him. You felt comfortable and warm around him.
âI love you.â You tell him. The silence in the air was noticeable and you knew you shouldnât have said it, yet you needed to get it out for your own good.
âItâll pass.â He says without looking at you. It hurt. It hurt to hear those words from his mouth, even if you knew it would happen. He was a priest. What did you expect? âI guess I should head inside then,â You flee to your front door. You are about to step inside when you hear him say something. âSee you Sunday? Iâm not sure if I should allow you in my church anymore though.â You both laugh togetherïżŒ beforeïżŒ he says something else.
âI love you too.â
And he starts to leave.
You smile for a second before you start to laugh as tears ran down your face. Of course it had to be like this. Nothing could ever be easy could it.
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A/N: I hope you guys liked it!!! Itâs short but I rewatched the scene and was like zamn imagine if this was Father Paul so I thought i should write it!
Summary: Simon stays the night and you forgot that Josh was coming over because you said he could use your computer. You just hope that Simon doesnât wake up while heâs there.
Takes place before events of Fear Street, no spoilers, reader is gender neutral.
Your parents were going to be gone for the weekend, so of course you decided to invite Simon over. You loved hanging out with him around your friends, but it was so nice to have it just you two every once in a while. He was your boyfriend, your friends didnât know that of course.
Itâs not like anything wouldâve changed if you told them. They wouldâve been happy for you two, but something just felt weird about it and you two werenât ready. So you agreed not to tell them.
That was until this morning.
You and Simon were asleep in your bed. Everything was peaceful until you heard the phone ring. You groaned as you turned over knowing youâd have to get up an answer it. Simon was still asleep and you took a moment to admire his sleeping self. You rolled out of bed making sure not to wake him. You didnât know who else it would be besides your parents calling in to check on you to make sure everythingâs ok and to tell you what time theyâd be back tomorrow. You arrived in the kitchen just in time to answer the phone. You couldnât wait to go back to bed with Simon.
You donât even have time to say anything before you hear, âHey (Y/N)! Deena is dropping me off in about 30 minutes, see you then?â
Shit.
It was Josh.
You completely forgot that you said youâd let him use your computer today since Deena kept yelling at him.
âSure thing Josh.â You said and then he hung up.
What were you going to do? Simon was still asleep and you didnât want to wake him up, but you also didnât want to have to explain your relationship to Josh. You just hoped Simon wouldnât wake up until Josh is gone.
You started preparing breakfast when you heard the doorbell ring. You rush over and answer it before you burn the waffles you were trying to make. âHey Josh!â You smile as you hug him. You wave to Deena as she start to pull out of the driveway. âI can drive him home.â She mouths thank you back to you. Sheâs probably going to Samâs and wouldnât be home to answer the phone anyway. You shut the door and show josh the way to the computer. âYou want breakfast? Iâm making waffles.â You loved Deenaâs little brother dearly but you really hoped heâd be quick. Heâd spend a little bit of time on the computer while eating breakfast and then youâd take him home. Youâd write a little note and leave it for Simon saying that you would be back and that would be it. Josh wouldnât know that you and Simon were in a relationship.
Oh right.
Things canât always go the way you want them to.
The door opened and you heard that dork yawning. You looked over at him as he was stretching with his eyes closed, standing in the middle of the hallway only in his underwear. Shit. You looked over at Josh who had the same look of shock you had on your face.
âDid you two do what I think you did?â Josh asks.
âNo!â You shout shocking Simon as he realized Josh was in the house. Granted, you had done what he thought you had done with Simon, just not last night.
âJosh?â Simon rubs the back of his neck. You can see it on his face, heâs thinking of an excuse as to why he was there. âThanks for letting me stay here (Y/N)! I was really fucked up last night.â He comes over and hugs you. âCut the shit Simon, he knows.â You sigh and Simon immediately wraps his arms around your waist. He was very lovely in the mornings to you. âJosh, please donât tell anyone.â Josh laughed.
âI wonât tell, ifâŠâŠ you let me use your computer whenever I want.â Simon laughs and walks over and scruffs Josh on the head. âYou got it kid!â Josh was so calm about your relationship and Simon was smiling like a dork. You went back to finishing breakfast and Simon joined you, mostly just talking not actually helping.
âBreakfast is ready!â You bring out the plates to the dining room table and set Joshâs and Simonâs down. As you went to grab your plate, Simon brought it out. He was smiling wide. âSurprise!â He had put fruit and whipped cream on your waffle to form a smiley face. âI love you dork.â You say as you pull him in for a kiss.
Sheriff Goode interviews you after the car crash and you see him write down his address on the card he gives you. This wouldnât mean what you think it meansâŠ.. right??
A/N: It wouldnât let me tag everyone but I tagged who I could! This is filth and I hope you guys like it
Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, gender neutral reader. Reader is of age.
You never knew what to think of Sheriff Goode. On TV, he was made out to seem like a good man. Always there to save the day when something goes wrong in Shadyside. But now, having him standing in front of you, you were not sure what kind of man he was. No one stays uncorrupted working as a cop for that long. Heâs got to be a dick for sure. Or, maybe, youâre just trying to find an excuse to forget about the thoughts you were having about him.
âIt was an accident sheriff, nothing out of the ordinary. They just crashed, nothing more happened.â You watched as he looked at you. âWell, if you remember something about the accident or need something, call me.â He reaches into the car and gets you one of his cards. He stops for a second, then grabs a pen. He writes something down on the back of the card and hands it to you. You tell him thank you and walk away before you stop and look what he wrote on it.
It was his address.
Why would he give you his address? Surely he didnât give this to everyone right? You hadnât seen him write on the cards he gave to Deena or Kate. You were so confused.
Did he notice the way you had looked at him before he interviewed you? Heâs just a sheriff, not even a good one. He couldnât have noticed how you had eyed him differently thinking of the dirty thinks he could do to you. He didnât expect you to drive all the way up to Sunnyvale to get shitty cop dick, did he? You thought as you passed the sign reading Sunnyvale.
Shit.
Why were you doing this? It wasnât a good idea at all. You should just be enjoying your last year as a high schooler instead of trying to fuck a no good cop who doesnât even live in your town.
Passing the houses was weird, they were so upscale like nothing you would ever see in Shadyside. He has to be rich. How could he afford to live in a neighborhood like this working as a Sheriff in Shadyside? It didnât make sense.
You double check the card, then look at his house. It was huge. You donât belong here. You shouldnât be pulling into the Sheriff of Shadysideâs driveway.
His house was tall and intimidating. The bricks holding it together perfectly laid, you could only imagine what could be on the inside. You didnât completely understand why you were still walking up to his door, why you didnât turn around. Before you could think about turning around, the door opened.
âI saw you pull in, do you remember something from the crash?â
You donât know what to say. Do you make something up? Tell him the truth? Tell him that youâre there because you think he made a pass at you and you were taking him up for the offer? âActually, Iâm not sure.â You say honestly. He welcomes you inside. His home was somewhere in the middle of cozy and eerie. You werenât quite sure what to think of it. The decorations were nice, some goat taxidermy here and there and lots of fancy books. But the energy of the house was something you couldnât place.
âYou didnât come here about the car crash did you?â Sheriff Goode inquired. You didnât know what to say, you know he knew the truth but were you ready to admit it to yourself? âI was hoping youâd come. You know the exact reason I put my address down donât you?â He stepped closer to you. Your mind was racing, you didnât actually expect this to happen. He was so much more intimidating now as he stood in front of you. âI guess we may be thinking of the same thing.â You smirk. Thatâs all it took for him to back you into the wall and close the space between you. Your lips were on each other in seconds. You were desperate to get closer to him, but would never let him know that, even if your actions said otherwise. His tongue grazed your lip and you were more than happy to accept his offer.
You werenât completely sure what time it was anymore. It was late when you had talked to him at the site of the crash. Now you were here with his hands on you and his lips tracing down your neck. Heaven couldnât be this good surely. Temptation was the work of the devil, and you were not trying to get to those pearly gates.
His hands are quick at taking your shirt off, while his mouth left bruises you didnât know how youâll explain to your friends later.
âNick,â You moan as you pulled away from him. He was confused as to why you had stopped, then you dropped to your knees. You start undoing his belt as he shifts himself, anticipating what youâre about to do. You unzip his pants and Nick groans as his cock springs free. You gasp at his size before you start pumping him. You take him into your mouth and start swirling around the head of his cock. Pulling in and out as you make him moan. He pulls you back up.
âI need you now.â Nick growls. He finishes undressing you and holds you firmly against the wall. âOpen,â he demands. You open your mouth and he sticks two of his fingers in, coating it in your spit. He takes his fingers out and examines them. âThis will do.â
He sticks one finger in you starting to prep you to take him. His hands are calloused and his fingers are thicker. His fingers fill you up, making you eager to take the rest of him. Once he thought you were ready, he takes his fingers out and angles himself to push into you. He doesnât hesitate and you moan as he picks up pace. You moan and he goes back to the sweet spot on your neck. He was amazing at making you feel so good in so many different places at once. His tongue worked wonders and so did his hips. He kept a steady pace, whispering to you about how good you were making him feel.
âFuck Nick you feel so good.â You say breathily to him and it only makes him fuck you harder. You start feeling a pressure starting to build in your stomach as he fucked you. Nick could tell how he was making you feel. He kept up his pace and was hitting you right where you needed. You moaned as you were about to cum.
His eyes turned dark. Seeing you cum on his cock sent him over the edge. He fucked you harder and his pace started to get more ragged as he moaned. Nickâs cock twitched before he spilled into you. He pulled out and you both stood there for a second panting. âFuck that was good,â He leaned in and kissed you.
You dressed in silence. You werenât sure what to think. He was right, it was really good, but it wouldnât work out right? You could never do this again could you?
Once you were both clothed, he walks back over to you. âI think itâs a bit too late to let you drive back home by yourself. You can stay the night if youâd like.â He looked at you waiting for an answer. You looked him in the eyes and smiled. âThat would be nice.â
Working on 2 Fear Street fics, let me know if youâd like to be tagged in one or both once theyâre posted!!
Both fics as of now are gender neutral.
Simon Kalivoda x Reader,
Takes place before events of Fear Street
Simon stays the night and you forgot that Josh was coming over because you said he could use your computer. You just hope that Simon doesnât wake up while heâs there.
Nick Goode x Reader,
Smut, Reader is of age
Sheriff Goode interviews you after the car crash and you see him write down his address on the card he gives you. This wouldnât mean what you think it meansâŠ.. right??
According to a study by the Williams Institute at UCLA School of Law, there are approximately 9 million LGBT Americans. In 1860, the Confederate States had a total non-enslaved population of 5.6 million.
By any reasonable metric, the rainbow flag more authentically represents the American experience that the Confederate one.
The OG Avenger men really sat there for five years doing nothing. DeadassâŠlike Tony moved out into the fucking woods, ignoring everyone and everything, and started a family during the fucking apocalypse, Steveâs ass spit out advice constantly to people smiling in their faces knowing damn well his ass wouldnât follow his own words, Clint really went to foreign countries solely to kill crime lords of color, Bruce was busy eating beans greens potatoes tomatoes and DABBING, Thor was going through it drinking and playing Fornite like?!?!?!
These men. THESE FUCKING MEN. MEANWHILE NAT IS ON THE VERGE OF A BREAKDOWN AND YET STILL HOLDING SHIT DOWN CONSTANTLY FOR FIVE YEARS STRAIGHT. THE ONLY ONE SHOWING A DAMN EFFORT?!? AND THEY DIDNâT EVEN!!!! THROW A FUCKING MEMORIAL FOR HER! IâMâBASTARDS! ALL OF EM! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF EM!
I got quite a few questions and responses about why the online brand / website / Facebook page âThe Dodoâ shouldnât be supported. Hereâs a quick rundown:
Misguided Anti-Captivity. They are often blatantly anti-captivity, or use anti-captivity language and/or promote anti-captivity views. They use language such as an animal is âtrappedâ in a zoo or an animal was âsavedâ from a zoo. They actively support and often get quotes from representatives from ZooCheck, an anti-zoo and anti-captivity organization, and support HSUS (Humane Society of the United States). Their reports on tragedies of animals being injured or dying at zoos are overwhelmingly full of blame, toxicity, and disrespect. Their ideas of anti-captivity are incredibly limited and misguided â they are often pro âsanctuaryâ with the idea that all sanctuaries are better and they rarely discuss any kind of conservation.
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Unsafe Animal Interactions and Inappropriate Pets. Despite being anti-captivity when it comes to zoos specifically, they have often published videos of exotic pets and/or inappropriate free contact with wild/dangerous animals.Â
Lack of Primary Sources and Information. They often lack any resources to accurate information about their ânewsâ. Recently they made a 45-second video which claimed that basically any elephant on display (from a Ringling Circus to a rural south Asian performance) was automatically and certainly being abused and tortured. There were no sources or proof to back this up, no resources to explore, nothing. They rarely have any kind of scientist or animal care worker as a source for any video or article, just activists.Â
Stealing and Editing Videos. Youâll notice almost every video on their site is made by them and hosted there, not shared from somewhere else. They take videos from other sources, add music and text, and call it their own. They almost never link to the original source.Â
Overall, âThe Dodoâ is not a news site. Itâs a brand. Itâs a website designed to get views and make money - it will do anything just to get those clicks. But it tries to sell itself as news, and therein lies the issue. They use strong language, buzzwords, and clickbait titles in order to push a vague, biased agenda that hurts those of us who work in zoos and other animal facilities.
Here is another strong, detailed breakdown of some of their common practices written by Why Animals Do the Thing
Just gonna remind everyone there are still children in literal cages and Biden could have fixed that back in January but he didn't want to. All that changed is neo-liberals aren't outraged by it because now a Democrat is doing it.
Chilton really is a dumbass. He knows Hannibal is out to get him, and he doesnât, like, move? Just go to California, my dude. Whatâs he gonna do? Drive? Fly? Make it super inconvenient and too obvious for him to murder you without the FBI immediately suspecting him. Get some sunshine and vegan food, baybee.
