#fatherfinn

[s4int0fs1nn3rs]

Finn's had the last few days off, and used it to make his monthly visit upstate to give his confession to Father O'Malley, the redheaded priest he went to school with, small of stature but big of heart and kind of eye. He's got a lightness to his step as he walks back from the train station, he can barely hold back a smile as he unlocks the church doors.

[s4int0fs1nn3rs]

*wade goes up to father gallagher after everyone's cleared out from his evening mass. wade did not actually attend the evening mass and he is in full deadpool gear*

hey father g-man we're ready to do an exorcism i think? you about ready to go?

@d-adpool

*Finn looks up from his notes on the pulpit and startles.*

Oh! Um. Why... do you look like a ninja...so you're Wade? The person I've been chatting with?

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"Father, my sins are too grave. I must release myself in the privacy of your bedroom." ( @jinxed-28 )

He pulls her into the rectory, into a kiss. Finn is feeling soft and sweet this time, doesn't want to mar her perfect skin.

"What is it this time, Jezebel? What can i do to help?"

He runs his knuckles softly over her brow.

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Hello there, Father. Might I keep you some company? ( @jinx-badluckqueen )

I suppose so...no harm in talking, is there?

[s4int0fs1nn3rs]

"Do you not miss me?" ( @jinxed-28 )

Jinx! I have missed you terribly. How are you, dear?

[s4int0fs1nn3rs]

do ducks have souls

@d-adpool

No.

[s4int0fs1nn3rs]

i love edging! that sounds like so much fun papi~

No- I mean that's not -

It's not fun, it's painful! Your every perversion will be twisted into a torture and used against you in Hell!

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Churches are usually quiet and calm, full of plenty of little nooks and crannys for people...or creatures...to take refuge.

One such creature had found themselves a large urn/planter, and had slipped themselves inside to take a nap. The only evidence of their presence being the drip of green goo on the rim of the vessel and the gentle smell of aloe Vera and gentle lavender in the air.

-@goopius-maximus 🟢

Father Finn walks down the aisles of his church as the afternoon light filters through the stained glass, occasionally running his fingertip over a surface to check for dust. He rarely finds anything out of place, he ensures that all is neat and orderly. But what's this? There's a green speck on the rim of this empty vase. Hmm. Leftover from the flowers at the last funeral service perhaps? He reaches out to touch it, only to draw back in surprise at the gooey texture.