#monsignor pruitt

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An invitation to my honorary nephew’s Christening turned into Midnight Mass brainrot and I ended up thinking - Monsignor Pruitt was the only priest on the island for a very long time. He must have given sacraments to all the kids - including Sarah. 

First there’s the Christening - he gets to hold her for the first and only time, and it almost undoes him, with Mildred standing there and her husband right by. Then she’s nine or ten and there’s the First Communion - she calls him “father” as he did a bunch of times before, but this time he almost falters. Almost.

By the time she gets to Confirmation, well before gay marriage is possible, he has worked out she’s gay and it hurts to think that she, too, will never get to marry the woman she loves. 

He never gets to give her the last rites but it’s all right, she needed no absolution from anyone, much less from him. He’s so heartbroken and so fucking proud.

Soo, I did a thing

A tiny bit too late for Halloween, but anyways
Here’s a lil dressup game to get your hot local priest ready for a vampire-goth-party !

yngwer.github.io/midnight-mass-dressup/

Hope you’ll have some fun! ✨

(Please excuse any performance issues with the website, it’s just hosted via github, if nothing appears just reload the page)

Feel free to suggest any clothing items or improvements, that I could add (though I don’t know how long it will take me )
All the images are licensed under CC-BY-NC. So you can distribute, remix, adapt, and build upon the material, while giving credit and not using it commercially.

You can toggle between colored and b/w versions of the images by clicking the brush icon, maybe you wanna use them as coloringpages - would be lovely to see your take on our priests night club fashion! And please don’t look at the code - in my brainrot it was written with my absolute last braincell … the other ones went you know where

oh girl it’s you that I lie with as the world caves in

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Word count: 544

Warning: Implied spice

“Forgive me.”

Millie turns to him and grasps his chin, and in that moment, he’s taken back. Taken back to the last time it was good. To the last time he felt that true happiness. The happiness that he only ever found with her.

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“Forgive me,” she whispers, “for I have sinned.”

John’s fingertips trail the dip of her spine, smirking at the goosebumps on her skin. She’s draped across his chest, and she’s so warm and soft. As the moonlight filters in through the window, pouring over her alabaster skin, she almost looks like she’s glowing. He smiles at that. This, above all else, is his favorite place to be. And perhaps there is sin in that, but he can’t seem to find it. “No,” he says softly, and she lifts his head to look at him. His hand cradles her jaw as he admires her beautiful face. “Nothing about you is sinful, my love.”

Millie smiles warmly, though John can see a hint of sadness behind it. He pulls her in and tries to kiss it away. He’s always been able to kiss it away… and he hopes he always can. “Above all,” he murmurs, “love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.”

John shifts, turning Millie to her back as he leans over her; her soft giggles melding with the quiet crackling of the candle’s flames; the wind against the old clapboard siding. Her hands skim his sides and she’s moaning under his touch; her breaths heavy against his ear. He wishes he could make a recording of those sounds. It’s a symphony to him. A masterpiece.

“I love you,” she gasps as they break together, and he buries his face against her neck, breathing her in.

John presses his lips beneath her ear, along her jaw, across her cheek. He presses his forehead to hers and closes his eyes. “Oh, I love you, Millie.” He transfers his weight to his forearm, burying his fingers in her soft hair. “I love you more than anything in the world.”

He kisses her again, deep and languid, like she’s an oasis in the desert. He rolls to his side, his hand smoothing over her hip; gently squeezing her thigh as she presses against him.

“I wish,” Millie says softly, her nose brushing his, “I wish we could stay here forever.” Her hand is on his chest, her lithe fingertips tracing slowly over his skin.

And oh how he wishes they could. He would stay in this bed with her forever. He would forsake all things for her. Only for her. He has never known love and completion the way he has with her. “I do, too.”

“For tonight, let’s just pretend.”

His hand closes around her jaw, and she lifts her eyes to him. God, they’re beautiful. She is so beautiful. “For tonight, it’s only you, my love. It’s only us. For tonight, this is forever.”

Millie lifts her fingers to his chin, leaning in to kiss him, and the earth around them burns.

And here it is, our final night alive… as the earth burns to the ground…

Their daughter lay in his lap, peaceful in death, and together they go quietly into the sunrise. Into their forever.

Ah, shit. Here we go again. Did I fall in love with another tall, dark-haired, emotionally broken sad boi who may or may not have committed varying degrees of mass murder?

You’re goddamn right I did.

Am I gonna fic about it?

You’re goddamn right I am.

I have a friend that’s a kpop fan, and she made me Hamish photo card feel so blessed

dc-comic-girl:

Sarah, in mass, thinking the priest is staring at her because he knows she’s gay:


Father Pruitt, staring at her because he knows she’s secretly his daughter:

Some Midnight mass *cof cof Father Paul cof cof* drawing studies 

Some Midnight mass *cof cof Father Paul cof cof* drawing studies 


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Thats not a angel T.T 

Thats not a angel T.T 


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Midnight Mass Quicktypings

Riley Flynn - Type 9w1

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From what we know, Riley seems to have (for the most part) tried to do what was expected of him. Riley has so much guilt over his drink driving and tries so hard to put it behind him, but never can until he forgives himself. 9s often need connections and don’t like to be isolated from people. Riley also seems to be disconnected from everyone, but still craves and wants connection with his family and Erin. Riley shows his wing 1 as he is more reserved and quiet than a 9w8.

Bev Keane - Type 1w2

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Bev shows a lot of really unhealthy type 1 characteristics and motivations. I think Bev believes she is a good person and doing the right thing (according to her beliefs). She constantly judges and preaches about the Bible and Christianity and cannot accept other viewpoints at all, leading to her being extremely bigoted and prejudiced. When Annie tells her off and explains how she is not a good person, she cannot accept it. She is also one of the infected that tries to hide because at her core she knows she has done a lot of bad things. Bev shows her wing 2 as she is more outwardly assertive and extroverted than a wing 9.

Father Paul Hill/Monsignor Pruitt - Type 2w1

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Father Paul seemed to be mostly motivated by helping the people in his community. He truly believed he was doing the right thing and was going to be the saviour of the island. He also was very concerned with reconnecting with Mildred and wanted a second chance of having a family as he believed it was what would make him happy. Father Paul shows his wing 1 as he is concerned with doing the right thing and is more reserved than a wing 3. 

Celebrating Halloween by watching horror movies and painting ❤️ Snacks, hot beverages and a comfy fire nearby.

Also stared at Hamish Linklater’s face for a couple of hours.

Not a bad weekend.


Head empty, only hot vampire priest

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