It was with a grim sense of resignation that Roxas pulled on his acolyte’s robes. Always. Every Sunday… every service... Always. He glanced over his shoulder where Father Axel was donning his vestments and held back a shudder of pure hate.
All the other boys liked Father Axel. He wasn’t like the other priests at the
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Just yeah. good. perspective? Good. Ending, Good. Dark? Good. PRIESTSEX? FUCKING VERY GOOD.
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So... I'm more or less never going to be able to top this, right?
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I fucking LOVE YOU.
HOLYCRAP Priests.
Holycrap roxas choking on rosary beads.
holycrap <3 <3<3 *_*
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also, your icon cracks me up.
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I love you. Hardcore love right there.
Just... wow.
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(I love your icon! Tiny Xigbar!!)
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