#im back!

sorry i was kinda gone for awhile i got SUPER burnt out and was dealing with my own stuff...but IM BACK!

sorry I been gone for a lil bit

New fan, congrats on 1 year!

I'm too shy to send off anon,

but could I please get

Pope, on a roadtrip, fluff,with humor and possessiveness trope-you're so golden ☀️ style

I feel like I just ordered a sandwich off the menu

🤣😂

love your stuff!

Hi new reader! This was a great order! I had so much fun with this!!

if we’re talking body, you got a perfect one so put it on me (talking body by tove lo)

Pope hadn’t even touched the beer he’d ordered, he was too busy watching you. Half enamoured, half territorial, Pope’s eyes never lost sight of you spinning around the dance floor. It wasn’t really a dance floor, just some open space next to the ancient jukebox shoved in the corner of the roadside bar.

After a long day of travel, you’d begged Pope to stop at the roadside bar for some skeptical food and stiff drinks before settling in for the night at the motel down the road. Pope had relented almost instantly, he loved you too much to ever say no to you, and had pulled into the parking lot of the bar without a word of protest.

After two drinks you kicked the jukebox to life and spun around to the old rock classic that spilled from the speakers. You swung your hips and tipped your head back and let the music flow through you. Pope loved watching you like this, so free and unbothered by everyone around you. And you knew you could be so carefree thanks to the watchful eye of your boyfriend who’d make sure you were safe at all times.

Like now, Pope was perched on his barstool, scanning the bar for men who might approach you. Surprisingly, he was interrupted by a woman who approached him, boldly touching his bicep as she batted her eyelashes.

“Hi handsome, can I buy you a drink?”

“I’m not interested.” Pope said, shifting his arm away from the woman’s dancing fingertips.

“Are you sure? I-AH!” The woman yelped in pain as you grabbed a fistful of her hair in a vice and yanked her head back.

“Are you dumb? He said he’s not interested. That means no.” You snarled into the woman’s ear. The woman whimpered, her eyes darting around in a panic as you held her in the spot by her head. You let go and slid in front of her to become a physical barrier between her and Pope. The woman rubbed the back of her head as she used her other arm to hold onto the bar for stability. You leaned back possessively into Pope, his knees already spread to create a spot for you as your back rested against his broad chest.

“If you even look his way again, I’ll break that pretty smile of yours.” You threatened, your tone even and clear. Popes arm snuck around your waist, pinning you to him, which to others might look like Pope was just showing off that you two were a couple but you knew it was his silent way of holding you back. It wasn’t because he wanted to control you, he’d let you beat that woman up if that’s what you wanted, but he was worried about an assault charge.

Thankfully the woman ran off and you smiled triumphantly at her retreat. You spun around in Popes hold, giddy at your successful defending of what was yours, as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Popes hand settled low on your back, pulling you closer.

“You’re going to get us in trouble.” Pope said, his eyes locked on your lips, betraying how much he enjoyed how you were just as territorial as him.

Camp was SUPER fun!

Exept Wednesday. Those storms were scary.:(

i have a doodle dump to make soon,so…..

Here! Have this concept art!

I forgot Donnie’s scar, but…….

MWHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAAAAA!!!

The Lord Bless You!!!