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tomieafterdark · 1 year

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“Eren we can’t have sex here, it’s sacrilege..18+”

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pairing: virgin!fem!reader x corruption kink!eren

summary: innocent “history of religion” college trip turns absolutely scandalous when the devil himself, Eren Yeager happens to be part of that trip the same year as you.

cw: sacrilege, loss of virginity, masturbation (f), name calling (whore slut etc), use of good girl, use of baby, use of lamb once or twice, probably historically incorrect info about churches (yes I didn’t do research bite me), Eren wants to be called God, Heavenly Father and daddy, reader is religious but not overly, mentions of holy statues and religious symbols (cross) yes the bible is mentioned once (yes ik im going to hell along with everyone who will enjoy this), Eren is a bit into corruption, manipulation(?), hickeys, biting, blood (just on readers neck).

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You have always loved history and religion, those were your favourite subjects, ever since you were young you loved reading the bible with your parents. You loved learning more about your own religion and it’s history as well, so when your college had announced that they’d fund you on the annual “The History Of Religion” trip, you were filled with joy. You couldn’t afford it by yourself, and it was only for second years in your college program so you were beyond thankful for this literal once in a lifetime opportunity.

Day one: arriving at your first location

It’s a rather cold summer night even though it is mid July, you and everyone else on the trip quickly grab your bags and follow your teacher to the hotel lobby to escape the cold night. It’s not exactly warm there either, you shudder. As soon as everyone gets the keys to their rooms, they’re off before you can blink. Not a single person in sight, not even any of the hotel workers. This sucks, you needed help carrying your bags, you had brought three bags meanwhile everyone else just brought one. You sigh, this is going to be a long trip to your room.

“You need a hand?” A low voice asks.

You turn around, it’s a very tall and handsome man. He has beautiful emerald green eyes, brown hair in a bun. Nice build too. You recognise him, probably seen him around campus before…you can’t just remember when and where.

“Yes, that would be amazing” you smile.

“I’m Eren by the way, Eren Yeager.” He reaches out his hand to shake yours.

“Nice to meet you Eren, I’m y/n.” You shake his hand, it’s so big. You seem so tiny compared to him. You notice him staring at your hard nipples that are pushing against your thin crop top. You blush lightly and grab on to your cross necklace, you’d never admit it but you don’t mind a good looking guy like Eren staring at you like that. Heck, you’d let him do more than just stare.

“Shall we?“ he says grabbing two of your bags, on top of his own.

“Uh- yeah sure” you quickly follow.

“What floor are you on y/n?”

“Second”

“Looks like we’re on the same floor then, and you’re in room 4, right next to me in room 3.”

You thank Eren for helping you with the bags.

“I’ll be off then. Let me know if you need anything y/n. Good night” he says.

“Good night Eren” you say, quickly closing the door behind you. Just when you thought this trip wouldn’t get more exciting, a nice handsome guy like Eren shows up.

Eren walks back into his room, he is so exhausted he doesn’t even bother taking off his clothes before slowly dozing off to sleep.

“Aah- fuck” “nghh- oh god fuck”

Eren practically jolts up from his slumber, those moans sounded way too real to be his imagination. He freezes up, trying to locate where the sound is coming from. His eyes light up when he realises where it’s from. It’s from the other side of his bedroom wall, where your room is.

The sounds of your pussy squelching are louder than you think and Eren hears it all. “Looks like I won’t go to sleep early after all” he thinks to himself, already feeling his dick twitch every time moans and sloppy lewd sounds leave your room and escape through that one thin wall between the two of you. Your pretty sounds continue, only now you’re moaning someone’s name.

“Oh god, Eren. Fuck me, use me like your fuck toy” “

Eren smirks. He remembers the cross around your neck from earlier. “And here I thought you were a good little servant of god, and you’re crying out for me to use you like a fuck toy?? I guess that cross necklace is just for aesthetics no good religious girl would be this lewd for a guy she just met would she...”

Day two: the guided tour starts

You haven’t seen Eren all morning, you’re kind of disappointed. You had hoped to have breakfast with him at the hotel and hang out a bit, before the guided tour of the old church would start. He really caught your interest, and he was such a kind guy.

As you’re all getting ready to get on the bus, you look around for him. Maybe he is around here somewhere?? But nope, you still cannot see him anywhere, just like breakfast. You give up on your idea of wanting to spend the bus ride with Eren, seems that isn’t happening either. You take your seat by the window, all the way back at the bus and scroll through your Spotify playlist.

They end up starting the tour without Eren, because after that long bus ride he is still nowhere to be seen. You hear your annoyed teacher mumble something about Eren being lazy and letting daddy’s money and reputation fix everything for him, and then apologise about making everyone wait for one student who couldn’t bother to show up. The tour has officially started and Eren Yeager is still nowhere to be seen.

You end up eventually forgetting about Eren, your tour guide really knows what he is talking about. You’re so happy here, it feels like your element for sure. This one place the guide took you guys to, even gave you small gift bags with local candies, a light brown candle and some mini guide books about the history of the place.

Next spot is an old ancient church, you have been extremely excited for this one. It is a very very important part of the towns history and a very important part of your religions history as well, they only allow three guided tours per year here because it’s so important. And here you are, having the privilege to be present during one of those rare trips. You are admiring the outside as the guide walks you guys to the church doors, you are full of butterflies.

The whole group gasps when the doors open. This church has been untouched for hundreds of years if not more, everything is original. You couldn’t be happier. The guided tour of the inside officially starts now.

Day two: end of the tour..

Right as the tour is almost ending and you feel a hand on your shoulder. You look back, it is Eren. His emerald green eyes are staring right into your soul.

“Eren! Where have you been all day?” You get flashbacks of how you felt last night, and the feeling is creeping back. The way he is staring into your eyes has your stomach full of butterflies. You feel your face heating up a bit, hoping it’s not visible because you can’t exactly blame the nonexistent heat. How is this place not warm mid July?

“I was just busy with something, family stuff.” He is lying, he wasn’t busy with family stuff he had just been forced to go on this trip because his dad wants him to stop sleazing around, he had planned to miss every guided tour on this trip though. That is until he met you last night, which made him decide that maybe some of the tours were worth going to. His aura is different today, it is sinister and dark.

“Oh, I’m so sorry Eren. I hope it gets better.” Since you had no idea about the truth, you felt bad for him assuming it was something serious. You say a quick prayer for Eren in your head, incase it’s serious. How sweet and naive of you to believe a stranger you met last night.

The guide officially ended the tour, just as you’re about to walk out with the rest of the group Eren pulls you in to a corner. He puts his hand on your mouth, and tells you to be quiet. You feel a little worried. it must be something important if he has to pull you to the side like this…

Day two: the church doors closed..

“Eren, whatever it is be quick they just closed the door. The teacher will count everyone and if I’m not there, they’ll know” you say, mildly stressed realising you might get sent home for staying behind here after the tour ends.

“Don’t worry y/n” he smirks. “I slipped a note to the teacher before coming over to you. You felt sick and went back to the hotel earlier, you went quietly to not bother the tour and ruin it for the other good students. You are fine.”

“Alright Eren, what could be so important that you had to go and write an entire note for?” You ask.

He corners you against the church wall and puts his hand above your head, cold emerald eyes stare deep into your soul again. “I heard you last night y/n” he says, still coldly staring.

You feel your entire face and ears heating up. He can’t mean— no fucking way. It can’t be…you grab on to your cross necklace for emotional support because this is too much for you.

“Why so quiet now all of a sudden y/n? You were definitely not quiet last night.”

You are so shocked and embarrassed, you nearly lose balance but he catches you. He comes closer to your face.

“Your pretty little moans had me up all night“

You feel your pussy clenching around nothing at this point, but you’re avoiding eye contact to not go any further. This is an educational trip you cannot let your hormones ruin it. You have to stay focused. But a part of you also wants to give in, the purity culture your parents and church presented to you was never your thing, you’ve been sheltered until recently and a part of you really wanted to see how far you can go with Eren…maybe even lose your virginity to him.

He puts his hands on your thighs, and slowly explores them. He doesn’t do anything, he just waits for you to make the next move. This is fucking torture for you, it’s a fight between your horny self and the part of you that just wants to take things slow and stay a virgin a little longer because of a subconscious fear of disappointing god and your parents. The desire to explore and to distance yourself from your past wins. Your body betrays you. You wrap your arms around Eren and whisper “I want you” into his ears, sending chills down his spine.

“You want me to what baby? Use your words.” He says as he grabs a handful of your thigh.

“I want you to take my virginity Eren Yeager.”

Eren cannot believe what he just heard, a hottie like you is a virgin? He is too horny to process anything else and goes straight into kissing you and prepping you. He smiles as he lifts you up, your legs wrap around him automatically without any directions. You’re feeling euphoric, this is such a big moment for you. Taking a big step into adulthood, being independent, taking control of your own sexuality…you’re so lost in pleasure you don’t notice him carrying you and placing you on the church altar.

Erens hands wander your thighs, he is glad you picked this tiny skirt for today. Easy access. Fuck, a white tennis skirt has never looked this good on someone. He is definitely fucking you with the skirt on, you look way too good in it.

His hands feel so damn good on your thighs, you want them to go higher up. You need them to wander higher, explore places only your own hands have been before.

Eventually his hands go exactly where you wanted them, he can feel your wetness through your pretty lace thong. “You’re already soaking wet, such a good girl” he coos.

You just moan in return, searching for his mouth to continue kissing.

Eren is amused by how you don’t seem to mind fucking in a holy church like this, let alone on the altar where a statue of a very holy figure is right above you. Especially with that cross necklace of yours..so you’re not religious and it’s for aesthetic reasons?

He is wrong, it’s not for aesthetic reasons and you definitely haven’t noticed where you are. You totally forgot about it a while ago, completely lost in the pleasure you’ve denied yourself for so long. You feel one of his fingers slip inside you as his thumb works your clit.

“F-fuck Eren” you whine. “so fucking big- Aah!”

Eren gives your neck heavenly kisses, then kisses turn into sucking and he is putting hickeys all over your neck. Marking you as his, when hickeys aren’t enough he bites your neck making sure it leaves a bloody mark. You cry out from the pain but with everything else going on, like his finger pumping your pussy the pain soon mixes with pleasure and you and up soaking his fingers more and more. He slips another finger in, you clench immediately.

“Fuuck! Eren oh my go-“

Eren fantasises about the last sentence you just said. “Oh my god” he thinks. He could get used to that one, perhaps even fuck you so good he’d have you call him God or Heavenly Father. Eren smirks. The dark sinister energy is back.

“I-I’m gonna cum”

He instantly pulls his fingers out. “Not on my fingers, bend over”

You bend over, upper body on the altar, legs on the floor now. He lifts you skirt. While he unbuckles his belt, reality hits you. You’re still at the holy church..and you’re on the altar..and the statue. The holy statue is staring right at you. You’re absolutely not going to lose your virginity like this…memories of your past flash back.

“Eren…” you turn back to him. “Wait.”

Eren looks at you with a confused look.

“Did you also forget where we are? Come on let’s go out. We can’t have sex here it’s sacrilege…”

Realisation hits Eren. You are not wearing that religious symbol necklace for the aesthetics, you ARE religious and on top of that you weren’t open to fucking in a church you were just so horny you had completely forgotten about everything else. He puts his hand on your back and refuses to let you get up. This is his dream come true. Corrupting a good little religious girl like you, a virgin one on top of that.

“Hey! Eren get your hand off, we can’t have sex here I’m serious!! I don’t want to lose my virginity like this, it’s sacrilege!!” You glare at him.

Eren doesn’t care he just teases your entrance with his tip. God, you’re leaking all over his tip. Your words end up as incoherent blabber, you unconsciously are trying to push yourself onto his tip to get more of him inside you. But you’re trying to find the inner strength to get up and walk away especially now that his grip loosens up. But no, instead you arch your back against him like a bitch in heat.

He lets go of your back fully and grabs your throat instead, gets closer to your ear and whispers in a husky voice “now that you are done playing games, look up at that beautiful holy statue while I slide into you and take your precious virginity. Don’t look away. Okay??”

“W-why” is all you can get out. How did this sweet guy suddenly become the devil to you. One second ago you thought you’d lose your virginity in any place but here, you thought he was a normal guy. “Who or what are you Eren” is all you are thinking right now.

“I want you to denounce your god, even if it’s just for a while. I’m your new god. Look at the statue as I fuck you, and don’t call me Eren. You can call me God or Heavenly Father..daddy works too. Got that baby? Or should I say lamb now since the lord is apparently your shepherd.” He snickers.

What kind of blasphemy was this devil spitting and why was a part of you enjoying it, your pussy was so wet it was clenching around nothing as his tip was hovering right underneath you, you could feel a heartbeat down there. You didn’t mind losing your virginity before marriage, you weren’t THAT religious but surely this is wrong? This is disrespectful and too much? Your head was getting dizzy..

You’re trying so hard to resist, with eyes shut you’re repeating verses from your holy book in your head right now. “When he came to the place, he said to them, “Pray that you may not enter into the devils sick and twisted temptation.”

Eren lightly slaps your face. “Open your eyes whore, and look at the statue for me.”

Eventually you disappoint your god, your parents and god knows who else… and give into the devils sweet, intoxicating temptation.

You look at the statue, teary eyed but your body is screaming for Erens. Wanting Erens warm skin against yours, wanting him deep inside of you.

He continues holding on to your hair, and slides it in. “Oh FUCK” you cry out. This was way bigger than you’d expected but it fits so perfectly, filling every inch of you. “Oh god” you cry out. You feel that knot in your stomach again but it is nothing like the one you feel when you finger yourself. This is overpowered, like ten times more intense. He stays still inside you for a bit, waiting for you to get comfortable around it and starts to slowly move in and out of you. After a while, you get used to it and you feel like you’re about to explode any minute.

Eren pushes all the candles and other stuff off the altar, and lays you down on it. He gets up, puts your legs behind your ears and pounds you into the altar. You feel so horrible mentally because of this, every time you look up the statue is looking right down on you. But your body feels fucking amazing, you’ve never ever been this wet and you’ve never felt this fantastic. His dick is so good, everyone said the first time hurts but he prepped you so good you genuinely don’t remember any pain.

“Fuck- Eren I’m gonna cum” you whimper.

Eren glares at you. “What did I say baby, you don’t call me Eren now while I fuck you stupid in this church. It’s God, daddy or Heavenly Father..”

It felt so wrong to call Eren God or Heavenly Father, daddy was a bit better.

You took one last look at the statue, then at Eren who was pounding into your pussy balls deep. You sigh. All teary eyed you whimper “please daddy, I’m so close-“

Eren kisses you and plays with your clit, doing everything to make you squirt on his dick. Yes it’s your first time, no he doesn’t care he will make you squirt. He is determined to be your everything, he will fuck you so silly and stupid, he will fuck Gods existence out of your little head. He will do anything to get there.

You finally cum, as you do Eren grabs your hair and looks into your eyes as you’re in total bliss. He keeps thrusting into you and every time he does, your pussy squirts all over again.

“T-thank you” is all you manage to get out.

“Thank you who” he says coldly and not impressed at all.

You know what he wants to hear, it’s not daddy this time. He wants you to you use one of the other names.

“Thank you Heavenly Father” you mumble, embarrassed and full of shame.

“Good girl.” He snickers. He gets so high off your embarrassment but also at the fact that you still do it despite how it feels just for some dick. “If it’s dick she wants I’ll really give it to her, I’ll give her something she will never forget. This is nothing..” he thinks.

You hated calling Eren those names but deep down inside you, the sickly perverted and twisted part of you wanted more, she wanted to beg God to fuck her harder, she wanted to beg the Heavenly Father to forgive her for ever worshipping anyone but him. She’d do anything to cum on his dick again, right now there was nothing in this world that felt better than cumming on his dick…

“Please God, make me cum again” you’re shocked at what you just said. Are you really giving in for some DICK?? Not money, not good extra credits for college but dick. Dick from a guy you officially met yesterday. He really is the devil…how did he get you like this.

Eren gives you a sinister smirk in return. ”whatever baby wants baby gets” he says and fucks you at the most perfect rhythm suddenly. It’s like he knew exactly what you needed but only gave it in exchange for your embarrassment and denouncement of your previous god..Eren you fucking devil.

“I know what you’re thinking y/n, I’m the devil to your previous God huh. But at least this God gives you something in return. When was the last time HE gave you anything you asked for” he says as he points up at the statue.

You feel your pussy clenching again, he feels it too around him.

“You want to cum again baby??” He coos into your ear.

“Yes God” you cry out in reply, feeling so close yet so far away. He won’t give you that last bit of friction to let you cum. Such a tease.

“Then atone for your sins my lamb”

You don’t even care anymore, you’re chasing your high and you’re gonna get it. Fuck it is hell even real? Who cares at this point. You’re so cockdrunk it doesn’t even matter, forgetting every bit of your past and what mother and father taught you, the religion you once were part of is out of the picture.

“Forgive me father for I have sinned, I sinned so gravely. I worshipped a false idol, I was blinded by his false light. Please Heavenly Father forgive me, I am only a mere human. I make mistakes” you almost start crying, you got so serious with your prayer it almost snapped you back to reality where Eren is the actual false idol but he fucks you good and makes you cum instantly after that confession you did, instantly pulling you in again. More cockdrunk than before. He smirks at the statue as you whimper and cry under him, wetting the entire altar.

Your pussy twitches, even as Eren puts his dick out.

“Open your mouth baby, and stick your tongue out” he says.

You open that pretty mouth of yours in an instant, waiting for his next order.

“Look at that statue one last time as I cum on your pretty tongue.” He shoots his cum on your tongue but not all of it, he makes sure to mess around and shoot it on the statue as well.

You were so tired you passed out, he ends up cleaning you up and carrying you out of there. He brings you back to the hotel in time without anyone noticing.

Day three: bad news

You wake up to notifications on your phone, the history trip group chat is blowing up. You look at the texts and it’s all links to articles about the church being ruined, how there’s DNA there but they’re unable to identify who did it because they meddled with it. As if they’re giving a big middle finger to the community. It must be Eren, you think to yourself but you’re not sure how he did it. You give him a call.

Eren: hey y/n.

Y/n: Eren..the news.

Eren: it’s okay y/n, I got us covered. My dad owns a medical company, I’ve been to their lab and they have more than just medicine.

Y/n: what? That’s not even possible. Science is not exactly there yet…

Eren: you clearly don’t know my dad, whatever y/n you need to come down to breakfast. And whatever you do, don’t act all suspect. Also make sure to hide your hickeys.

Y/n: Eren?? What even are we?

Eren: Y/n, come down now. *hangs up*

a/n: I want to punch this fic in the face it’s the fourth time I’m reposting because the tags are breaking rip i can’t with tumblr sorry if something is missing as well I re wrote it in an hour because I accidentally deleted it 🥲🥲 idk if all writers have that one fic that traumatised them but if that’s a thing then THIS IS MINE. Hope you enjoyed it though 🧡

#aot smut #Eren smut #eren x y/n #Eren x reader #Eren Yeager smut #eren jaeger smut #attack on titan smut

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hamliet · 9 months

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Oshi no Ko's Angel of Light: Kamiki Hikaru

So, I wrote a review of Oshi no Ko previously, just not on this blog. I talked there about the meaning of Hoshino Ai as a name (it's literally hoshi no eye, Ai spelled in katakana to reinforce that it's a loanword, meaning starry eye, and of course, eye/ai is a homonym for love) and how Oshi no Ko uses wordplay and puns to introduce its themes.

Naturally, I wanted to talk about the other parent, whose name is just as significant.

Kamiki Hikaru is literally "god of light/shining god." Well, okay, sort of. It's technically "kami of light," and kami doesn't translate super well into English. It's often referred to as a god in Shintoism, but it's not quite the western perception of a god. Spirit is another popular translation.

Of course, this references the supernatural themes of the story, as well as Hikaru's role. See, "angel of light" is what the Christian Bible calls Lucifer, the Christian devil. Pretty fitting for Hikaru's role in the story as the main villain.

But wait! There's more! Lucifer itself, as a name, refers to the planet Venus, known as the morning star. Which, of course, is the "star" we see in the story associated with Ai.

(Yes, the story is very much using distinctly Christian allusions alongside Shinto ones.)

Hikaru, like Lucifer, is known to, well, want everything for himself. That doesn't mean he wants all the worship of the world like Lucifer literally did according to mythology. No, instead it's far more insidious but no less disturbing: he sees himself as entitled to dictate how the world runs. He decides whose life is worth living, and makes others pay for mistakes of people they don't even know. He's playing God, in other words--exactly what Lucifer did to fall from heaven in Christian mythology (it's not actually super biblical hence why I'm using "mythology").

Lucifer is also called "Satan" obviously, which literally means "accuser" in Hebrew. That's kind of the perfect summary for what Hikaru sees himself as: he's visiting his hatred of an abuser he has every right to hate on everyone and everything that remotely reminds him of her.

The thing is, as said above, Hikaru does have the right to hate Airi, just like Aqua has the right to hate him. But following the path of revenge is Not The Way.

So, is Hikaru Satan?

No. He's a person.

The Path To Hikaru

Hikaru is not all that different from the other characters we know and love--Ai, Ruby, Kana, Akane, and especially Aqua. Fitting since they're all idols of sorts (yes, Akasaka is constantly using religious references to add social commentary to the idea of an "idol" as a false god/object of worship). They're also all actors.

Hikaru is what Aqua risks becoming. No, seriously. Hikaru was traumatized as a child via rape that led to the creation of a life.

As a result he's pretty anti-life as a whole, and especially anti-woman. He's constantly seeking revenge on women, hence his murder-happy spree. The problem is that he's not seeing these women as individuals: he sees everyone and everything as a representation of Airi, the person who assaulted him.

Also, society as a whole's attitude towards male victims of sexual assault, especially male victims of attractive women, means that Hikaru would not be seen as a victim. One of OnK's major themes is how messed up society is and how it dehumanizes people via fitting them into roles, and this is a perfect example of the harm that can come from it. Hikaru would be seen as a boy, and all boys clearly want sex. A famous actress slept with him? Lucky him! Even though this never came out publicly, Hikaru absolutely knew this was the case and it certainly plays a role in his grudge against the world.

Even though Airi is dead (probably as a result of him provoking her husband by revealing that he wasn't the father), he still isn't satisfied. No, Airi is still everywhere. Killing the perpetrator, making them pay, did not erase his trauma.

If Aqua kills Hikaru, his trauma will likewise not be erased. Not his trauma as Gorou, not his trauma as Aqua. Hikaru's death will fix absolutely nothing in his life besides stopping more murders, but there are ways to do that that, y'know, don't involve killing. If Aqua kills Hikaru, he will lose the best part of Gorou (valuing life) and the best part of Aqua (the future Ai wanted for him, a future with Kana and Ruby).

Aqua, You are Your Father

Aqua, you are your father. It's almost like the entire series has been trying to give you this message and you keep ignoring it. (By the way, because I know I'm going to get asks about this, I am NOT saying Aqua and Hikaru are moral equivalents. Not at all. I'm just saying that Aqua is walking a path that will end with him being just like Hikaru if he doesn't get shoved off said path.)

From being the violent stalker who attacks someone who has never felt loved in his first acting job after Ai's death to scenes like this:

The story is asking Aqua to take a good long look at himself, and he's trying desperately to avoid doing this. Why? Because he's also playing God, same as his father, same as Satan in Christianity. He thinks he is responsible for everything; a natural, childish attitude that people grow out of as they age.

Of course, Aqua is not nearly as toxic in this as Hikaru--he's not attacking innocent people--but the root of this is still a belief that he somehow controls what happens, when he doesn't. He doesn't at all.

Aqua, too, is just a person.

But Aqua struggles to understand what it means to be a person, to be Hoshino Aquamarine.

He struggles to see other people as people, too. This ranges from sabotaging Ruby's auditions to how he treats Akane to his protecting Kana without considering what she wants. It's been brought up multiple times in the story so far:

Aqua also fundamentally does not see Ai as a human being, either. Unlike Ruby, who calls Ai "Mama," Aqua only ever calls her "Ai," her persona. Aqua and Ai are foils to Kana and her own mother, in that Kana's mom lived through Kana only to abandon her, and Aqua is living through his mom... but ignoring what she would actually want.

(Ruby isn't flawless or perfectly healthy, and the story certainly doesn't frame them as good twin bad twin, but Ruby's overall worldview is absolutely more in line with what the story wants to endorse.) That's why we have lines like this, where Ruby reveals that she has a healthier view of their mother than Aqua does. She knows Ai was flawed.

This is extra notable because he has 0 problems calling Hikaru his father. It's almost like Aqua is drowning in self-hatred, in feeling unloved, in the idea that he brings bad luck just by existing.

He'll call out Ruby for her negative traits, but Aqua thinks he deserves them. Aqua dehumanizes himself, the same way he dehumanizes Ai, and he has to see both his mother and himself people before he can step off this path.

Essentially, what he tells Ruby here is exactly what he needs to realize, but he has not done so.

The root of Aqua's God complex is that he cannot move past his trauma. It's actually psychologically realistic that a child who experienced such an event would be stuck in a childish mindset wherein they feel guilt for not being able to save their mother.

But it's not just Ai that Aqua couldn't save. It's Sarina, too. She is the one who introduced him to Ai, after all. He didn't move on from her death in his past life, either, which can probably be traced back to his own tragic birth circumstances--the idea that he only brings death, because his mother died giving birth to him. Gorou even states that he became a doctor to help people like his mother, but the point is also that he wanted to bring life, not death.

Except, he isn't God. Neither Gorou nor Aqua are. He can't save Sarina, and that isn't his fault. But Sarina ends up okay as Ruby, not through his own intervention. Aqua couldn't save Ai, but that's not his fault.

The point I'm making here is that Aqua needs to heal the hurting child within him. The story has also brought up the theme of children suffering at the hands of the entertainment industry numerous times:

His path towards healing would involve taking a long look not just at the hurting child in himself, but the hurting child in Hikaru, too. Which is not the same as excusing. After all, we already saw what happened with Aqua thought his dad was dead: despite the supposed justice and his proclamations about being free, he was still every inch the trapped, terrified, traumatized child afraid to live. Killing Hikaru won't be any different.

Becoming Human

So, is there hope for Aqua?

Yeah. A ton of it.

Despite the tragedy of Ai's story, every other arc has ended optimistically. The story's optimism, also, is fundamentally rooted in humanity. Every character, even the ones who seem like exploitative jerks like the producers who edited Akane to look bad and the self-centered mangakas, end up having their thoughts and motives explored, and we see where they are coming from. Not only that, but they have the best of intentions.

Frankly, this is true to life as well. Precious few people see themselves as the villain. Almost everyone thinks they're doing the right thing. It's very human.

The end of the reality dating show arc is kind of what I expect in the end here. There, all contestants came together and pooled their unique individual talents to exonerate Akane. I would expect Ruby, Miyako, Kana, and Akane (who herself has finally realized that she can step into her own personhood instead of trying to be Ai/whatever Aqua needs and vowed to stop him) to come together to save Aqua from himself.

Aqua is incredibly loved, and he doesn't seem to understand this. Love is what enabled Ai to die smiling. A lack of love, feeling undeserving of love, is what torments Sarina/Ruby, Aqua, Kana, and more. The bastardization of love is what torments Hikaru.

Love allows someone to be themselves, truly, to individuate. This is what Aqua needs to learn:

He also doesn't need to earn the love of those around him, nor the love of Ai. She loved him just because he was her son, and all she wanted was for him to be happy and to live.

Imo, it's pretty unlikely Akasaka plans to end the series with Aqua becoming Hikaru 2.0. My guess is that Hikaru will be stopped because of Aqua, and he'll even likely die, but not at Aqua's hand. I suspect Akane, Ruby, and especially Kana (the one person Aqua has consistently placed above Ai) will help save Aqua from himself.

#oshi no ko #onk #oshi no ko meta #aqua hoshino #ruby hoshino #ai hoshino #hikaru kamiki #kana arima #akane kurokawa #onk theory #onk meta

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Round 5 - Catholic Character Tournament

Propaganda below ⬇️

Hellboy Propaganda

He is literally the beast of the apocalypse. He was forcibly assigned catholic at birth, he deserves this. Now i know the rules said no demons, and that is fair. But here is my propaganda: he is a half-demon AND he absolutely does not want to end the world. He just wants to hang out and beat up monsters and work his job. But catholic guilt and apocalypse stuff always gets in the way. The comic books contain a ridiculous amount of religious imagery, the author was raised catholic, and passages from the bible are occasionally quoted. Hellboy is also portrayed as a messianic figure in conjunction with being an apocalyptic one. He uh, kind of becomes the savior of the new world and its like a whole thing. Catholic imagery appears frequently. Statues of the virgin mary, churches, etc. he also wears a literal cross on his belt, what can i say.

Okay here’s my rant. Hi, hello, propaganda. The last ten issues of the comic literally feature Hellboy going to hell and killing satan. He kills satan, fucks around in hell for a bit, and then blows everything up and its godamn tragic. Forcibly assigned catholic at birth. A bro did not ask for this it just happened. His mom was a witch but tried to become catholic after she died. Kind of a banger move. It didn’t work out for her but she gets points for trying. He tried real hard to save the world and it kind of worked but he did still die and go to hell. But not because he did anything bad, it was just kind of unavoidable. Again, he did blow the place the fuck up when he was done so. Respect.

Lapsed Catholic who is literally a half demon and also the rightful King of England that’s right he’s descended from King Arthur on his mother’s side.

Matt

Matt's faith in the show is really important and well explored; one of the first scenes of the show is Matt going to confession (or, well, talking to his priest since he's not really confessing at that point). Matt struggles a lot with what he's supposed to do; everyone's telling him to kill the villain and he kinda wants to, but he literally says: "I know my soul is damned if I take his life". He struggles with his faith and goes with his doubts to his priest, and it's beautiful—also when he finally gets a costume for his vigilanteing he chooses to dress as the devil, lol. (His priest tells him that nothing makes people run to Church faster than the feeling of having the devil on their heels.)

a lot of the show is about how he justifies his vigilante actions with his faith, and whether he's doing the right thing in trying to help people or just using it as an outlet for his anger. the literal first scene of the show has him in a confession booth talking to his priest (who is a really interesting character too). this is not the scene I was talking about but it's such an excellent scene with matt talking to his priest: https://youtu.be/XHZ3NbEIDdw

canonically catholic but dresses like a demon to be quirky

honestly i dont wanna type too much but i feel that matt is a great example of someone who battles with his faith because he rarely loses his faith but rather fights with why he was made the way he was and put through what he was. He believes himself to have the devil inside him but believes that God put him there

ok in the comics barring the most current run matt has Mostly been a non-practicing Catholic that very rarely actually does any catholic Activities but ends up falling back into the Mindset and very occasionally dramatically taking confession (ex. in that one issue where he takes confession, basically tells the father that he is uniquely terrible and is thinking about violently murdering someone and when the father says "you can be forgiven" hes like "AUGFH-- NO!!!!!!!!!!" and runs out) when he's gone through some shit. and i love that its so relatable

This guy so catholic he spends an ungodly amount of time just chilling in the church. And goes there whenever there is a moral conundrum about killing people being Bad even though it would solve a lot of problems and stop said people from killing other people. This happens every other episode. Matt is the Catholic Guilt Guy. There's actually a lot of catholic stuff in the show as a whole. Just a compilation would be like three whole episodes long.

Hes great hes catholic enough to not outrught murder people but not catholic enough to not fuck before marriage hes a bisexual disaster at all times hes besties with a priest might i add hes great hes my special little guy

his catholicism is a huge piece of his characterisation he was raised by nuns in a catholic orphanage, the first scene we ever see him (as an adult and not a flashback) is him going to confession, he is good friend with his priest and has regular debates with him, etc also in s3 he has a huge crisis of faith after he lost A Lot where he stops believing for a while and it's linked to his identity crisis where he actually wants to kill another person (a hard line he previously chose never to cross) and wants to be only daredevil and not matt murdock, when he is both and needs both to exist also when he was a kid his grandmother used to say "watch out for the murdock boys, they've got the devil in them" and it created a surprising lot of his issues

So he's both catholic in the comics and the show but he's More Catholic in the show. Like, raised in a catholic orphanage by nuns (ONE OF WHICH IS HIS *MOTHER*), second scene in the show has him in a confession box kind. Matt Murdock goes out and gets the shit beaten out of him nightly and also beats the shit out of other people and purposefully leaned into devil iconography as his theme. When his nurse friend says, he takes a lot of punishment without one complaint he says "That part's the Catholicism." It is a Core Aspect of his character (at least in the show). He makes me insane. Also the same chemicals that blinded him created the teenage mutant ninja turtles and everyone should know that.

They went to confession to a priest who they had saved as their costumed counterpart and the guy recognized them by the voice, proving that it's possible and everyone else is just dumb

he takes "i wanna fight god" to new and incredibly violent levels, while also being a sweetheart and a goofball

Actually strictly WILL NOT kill criminals. Goes wayyy out of his way to avoid it. Fights with the Punisher about it. Goes to confession booth after nightly vigilante excursions. Feels so much guilt. "How have you been holding up?" "Like a good Caltholic boy" "that bad huh" - actual conversation with his priest

So Daredevil struggles with his mission as a crime fighter because killing criminals goes against his faith. He makes it a point to not kill criminals, believing that even bad people deserve a second chance. This philosophy puts him at odds against The Punisher, who is a relentless killer. As a Catholic myself, while I love the concept of a morally conflicted superhero, I think the worldbuilding around Daredevil is lacking. If he struggles with violence and killing, why doesn't he pray to warrior saints like Saint Michael, Saint Ignatius of Loyola (a former knight), or Saint Joan of Arc? Why isn't there a community of other Catholics he can turn to for guidance, considering New York City has a sizeable population of Catholics? And why are the churches he goes to always empty? Doesn't he know that the Catholic Church supports the just war theory? I think that would have made his burden more bearable.

He goes to church and confesses to punching people and says "imma do it again can i apologize in advance" and the father dude says "no you're meant to stop now" and Matt says "no" and they do this everyday. I'm not remembering it properly but this is a canon interaction i swear

HELLO HI YES I LOVE HIM AND WILL INFOR DUMP ok so. he is a vigalantty and he got named daredevil and he is an orphan and after the age of 12 was raised in an orphanage at a Catholic church and his therapist is his priest via confession abd. also his mother is a nun he has a whole mental breakdown over god and called Job a pussy because he liked god until he got better and liked god again he said "I'm dearedrvil and not even god can stop that now" and he's so cool

matt is a freakish little babygirl who was raised by nuns and definitely has religious trauma. i hate him so much (affectionately)

he’s literally fucking insane about it i don’t know what to say here. he thinks he’s chosen by god to go on some sort of holy quest to save hell’s kitchen. joan of arc ass.

i already know hes in by default j just wanted to give him a personal shout out i love this angsty catholic dweeb

how practicing he is depends on the run, but in my favorite he is quite literally confessing to a member of the last extant order millitant who happens to be a priest at a church in hells kitchen.

i love him for having the funniest version of a trope i usually hate (person gets into confession booth and asks forgiveness not for what they've done, but for what they're about to do). usually this trope just looks silly to me bc like. the priest would just say "i can't do that" and you would have to either awkwardly explain yourself or just Leave. it's funny when matt does it because fr. lantom is probably like "what are you gonna do???" and matt's like "lol. lmao. 😊 hehehe." anyway we love this angry catholic man who dresses up like the devil to beat people up in hell's kitchen

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I'm sure Harrow is lovely and I respect the space lesbians but listen to me. Listen.

Matt Murdock is the Catholic character of all time, and if you make him lose, I am blowing up this website and everyone in it.

He is Catholic. His mother is a nun. He grew up in a catholic orphanage. Half the episodes in the show include him going to confession. When he needs therapy, he talks to his priest. He dresses up as a devil partly because of the Catholicism.

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One time he got godly powers on loan from Heimdall (see below), and he did a lot of good with it, and then the second it was over he just... well. Also see below!

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This man's every coping mechanism is Catholicism.

Please vote for Matt in the @catholic-character-tournament because he's the best and most realistic representation of what it means to be Catholic. Someone who's been punched and bet and crushed by life but still gets up every day to try. No, he's not a nun like his competition but he's not less devoted because of that. Not everyone is called to service. In the day he works at a defense lawyer to help people. Not for the money but to help people not get screwed over by the law. And at night, he dons a mask and beats up assholes when the law fails them. Is he perfect? No, that's the point. Matt is a broken man who is just trying his best to do well and live like Jesus.

He fully embodies the Catholic doctrine of faith and good works. He has faith in what he's doing even if others challenge him. He believes in forgiveness and repenting even when going up against "the devil."

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"The people you murder deserve another chance." ... "No, Frank. To try again, Frank. To try. And if you don't get that, there's something broken in you you can't fix, and you really are a nutjob." "You think God made you a one-man firing squad. But you're wrong. There is goodness in people, even in you. And you're gonna have to kill me, 'cause I'm never gonna stop coming for you, until I take you down."

Daredevil Season 2 Episode 3

He (tries) to love his enemy. He believes in Elektra and Frank and maybe Dex and their ability to change. To be good. And when he can't, Matt refuses to compromise on his morals. While not quite "turning his cheek" he never scoops to their level. Because they don't get to destroy who he is.

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Daredevil Season 3 Episode 13

All he does is for the love he has to his neighbors, his community. He loves New York. Not for self-fulfilling needs or for the money or for the fame. He does it because he believes in justice. Because the law was created by humans and is inherently sinful.

"But his competition met God and was disappointed and blah blah"

Daredevil is more grounded (at least the show, maybe less the comics). So now, Matt doesn't met God. But he sure gets mad at him. All of season 3 he angry at God for all the trauma he expired.

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"You see, that was me, Sister. I suffered willingly. I gave my, uh... sweat and blood and skin without complaint. Because I too believed I was God's soldier. ( chuckles ) Well, not anymore. I am what I do in the dark now. I bleed only for myself. ( scoffs )" ... "You might hate God right now, but the feeling is not mutual." "No, I don't hate him. I've just seen his true face, is all."

Season 3 episode 1

As a Catholic I don't really want to fight God in a parking lot. Well I do but not in the same way that I've understood (primarily Jewish people but probably other Abrahamic religions) want to fight God in a Denny's parking lot. I want to yell and scream and cry at God and for the feeling to not be mutual. For Him to never stop loving me. As long as I have faith, He will reach out his hand.

#marvel #matt murdock #daredevil #daredevil born again #mcu #charlie cox #tumblr tournament #tumblr bracket #tumblr polls #polls #r5 #hellboy #hell boy #cct polls

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I’m so sorry I’m so late

Tw for church and sa and some god hate

My parents are divorced and that’s important for this. One day, on summer holidays, (I think I was twelve, maybe thirteen, I don’t know, my brain is wants me to forgot) I was spending holiday’s at my father house. I borrowed my mum’s phone for the holiday because she didn’t use it anymore and had cool games there.

But one day somone called the phone. And I picked up. It was old man, like my parents, maybe a bit older. He said that he’s friend with my parents and if I’m the little Ellie that he used to carry. I’m saying that I’m sorry that I don’t know him. My father overheard and took the phone and started talking with him. Yes, he was really my parents friend and I was the little Ellie he used to carry when I was a newborn.

And yes, he thought he was gonna call my mother because for some twisted reason he remembered that she existed. Long story short, at the end of the summer my mum and him were dating.

He had two daughters, first a year older and the second seven years younger than me.

And that’s when things went downhill. We stared living with them in the blink of an eye in my brain but I’m pretty sure that it took some time.

He was a religious man. We knew about that. But we didn’t know how he used to beat and manipulate his ex wifes ‘in the name of god’

Soon I was brought to church because as he said, I was uncontrollable and a brat. And he already manipulated my mum so it was very easy for him to do so. He genuinely believed that if he asks a god for forgiveness that god will forgive him. He was praying every night like ‘Father look at this wild child, so rebellious, she never listens to anyone and forgive for saying this, but she’s a brat, please give me the strength to handle her.’

I mean he’s right, I’m a little fight starter and I like to piss people off and I’m autistic so god doesn’t make sense to me and I was thirteen so I was literally like a Young Sheldon and his fact checking. I was questing the Bible just to make them mad and also bcs those things they were saying were in contrary with the Bible to me.

So I was called a Satan child for questioning the Bible, I was walking the wrong path and I was eaten by the darkness.

Once his youngest daughter accidentally misspelled some world and she ended saying that she has a girlfriend instead of boyfriend. They laughed it off but said to not ever be gay. So I said ‘What’s wrong with it?’. It was followed by screaming, even my mum’s, and he screamed the Bible out for me. Dragged me to church the next day and I had to listen to made up stories about how homosexuality is a sin and that I’m old enough to understand it. Then they all prayed for me so I would find my way back to light and god.

Maybe that’s the reason why he told me that I need his hands on my body, to cleanse me from sins and darkness. (I hope y’all know what this means) No, he never used a god to be a bad guy, he’s fucking crazy, has a god complex and does believe that he has some sort of power. I remember how he threw the Tv out of the window because it was the devil’s work.

Or maybe that’s something I want to believe.

It ended up with them breaking up because he said I’m way too much eaten by devil that prayers can’t save me. He used my mum, manipulated her, took her money and brain away and then left us on a street.

I’m wondering if he realises what he did. If he really uses a god to apologize his sins manipulative behavior and if he’s like all aware of it or if he really has a god complex and some psychosis and doesn’t realise any of it.

But he says that he’s a good person because he’s only following God’s words.

Anyway; since that I found the whole Christianity stupid. Because why this kid at church, maybe 4, cried to us that if he’s gonna pray maybe god will forgive him his sins? He’s a kid! Four years old! What kind of sins a kid can have?! And what kind of kind and lovely god is this shit man if he’s letting some assholes like them doing this a kid and make kids believe that they’re bad humans?

I still don’t understand what kind of gaslighting abusive faith is this but maybe im way too autistic to understand it.

Please don’t try to explain the god to me or tell me how Christianity is good, anyone who feels like they need to explain it to me, I don’t give a shit anymore and I hope y’all understand why. Also im very much stubborn and once I make my opinion you can’t change it.

Also once we left I outed myself to my mum, she almost dragged me back to church, she didn’t, but that didn’t stop her from telling me how sinful I am for MONTHS like mf never got tired of running her mouth

The religious lesbian

(anon: i'm so glad you popped back up. i just saw your question, and i wanted to assure you it was absolutely nothing you did wrong. i hope i didn't lead you to think that.

i overthink everything and it was incredibly personal, so i wasn't terribly sure if you wanted it posted publicly or not, as my invitation to share your story came with the assurance that it could remain private if you wanted.

i still have it sitting in my asks actually because i didn't know how to reach you to double check for your permission to share it!)

thank you for sharing such an intimate and difficult part of yourself. presenting without comment as not to overshadow your story <3 but i do want to say, at the very least, you deserve so much more than you got.

#tw dv #tw sa #tw homophobia #tw religion #tw religious trauma #tw christianity #it's almost 1am if this needs additional tags please let me know #asks

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You'll Wish You Were

Just a stupid little oneshot idea I had for my favorite book (and current hyperfixation) "Angels Before Man" by @nicosraf . Was playing with the idea of what may happen if Lucifer and Michael met again during the Rapture.

Kinda short and shitty because I didn't edit and literally got it done in a single day so don't expect anything spectacular but I had so much fun writing it.

warnings: blood, gore, spoilers (but it is kinda... The bible so how much of a spoiler can it be), war, blasphemy, allusions to sa

Flame caresses the honeyed skin of its dearest friend; pain, a trusted companion in Lucifer’s many millennia roaming Earth and ruling Hell, sewing seeds of his own destruction into His most precious creation. They had been incredibly easy to break. Fragile, feeble little things that squirm and wail for a Father that has long since abandoned them. Man’s history has been so intrinsically intertwined with Lucifer’s quiet chaos, his whisperings of dark promises into the ears of those previously devout, his silent temptations never going unnoticed.

Those seeds he had planted with such meticulous care were finally producing the fruits of his labor. The world burned with his wrath; soil soaked in blood, the distant screams and sobs of what could be angels, demons, or man, he cared not for which. His pride was great, it swelled in his chest as he gazed upon his work, the flicker of fire and destruction lighting his eyes as if it were the day he was born. The world was in flames and for once, he finally felt its warmth when all it had been to him was cold and hostile. It embraced him, comforted him, burned him as well and he was fine with that.

‘Let it all burn as you have burned me,’ he thought in delighted joy. Lucifer would dance in the ashes and flame amongst the ruins of civilization and he’d take great pleasure in it.

It was war between God’s heavenly hosts and the Devil’s hellish abominations. A day that had been prophesied since the very beginning. It was the end of days, The Rapture. There was blood on the battlefield spilled from and by the hands of those who were once friends. Some had been maimed and mangled beyond recognition but they were not dead, only wished that they were. They all mourned, angels and demons alike but knew what must be done. They knew something greater hung in the balance of good and evil— whatever that may mean— than old, broken friendships.

Broken friendships, broken relationships. Broken, broken, broken. Broken wings, broken hearts.

“Lucifer!” His voice cut through the chaos with the sharpness of the gleaming sword he carried with him. The same rugged beauty and sheer strength that had initially drawn Lucifer to Michael. Their battle has been written a thousand times over and Lucifer finds himself despising the feeling that he was an actor in His play. He's no one's actor, no one's puppet. Certainly not His.

"Michael," Lucifer spoke flatly as Michael came and grasped him by the shoulders, dropping his sword to the blood-soaked earth. "Lucifer, stop this! Stop this madness!" His eyes, the shade of burnt wood, gaze wildly into Lucifer's, searching for some semblance of the angel he once knew. Sweet, timid, and innocent. Blameless in all his beauty. But he was not there. Lucifer’s eyes were void. Dying stars collapsing in on themselves into all-consuming black holes. Light doesn’t exist within them.

His face was horrifically scarred, no longer the once idealized image of perfection it had been. But he was still beautiful. It was the one thing He would not take: The horrific pain of being beautiful. And that beauty haunted him.

“It is not too late, Lucifer. You can repent. You can ask for forgiveness and be redeemed-”

“Me? Ask for forgiveness?” He scoffed at the idea with bitter fierceness. “If anyone should ask for forgiveness, it should be Him!” Lucifer bit, teeth sinking, tearing through Michael as he shoved the Angel of Strength away. Michael was quick to grab his sword, hefting it up as his earthy brown wings unfurl from his form. His lips tremble as the gleaming edge of his sword edges against Lucifer’s chest. “This is avoidable. I do not want to do this a second time.”

"Then don't, Michael. You have just as much free will as I. Just…" Lucifer's eyes softened, just for a moment. Millions of years for just this moment where they'd be pitted against each other. Just as before. Millions of years and Michael still didn’t know and Lucifer still hasn’t been able to find the words. ‘Just come with me, Michael. Come with me now and it’ll be like nothing happened. The world is burning, let’s burn it together. You and me. We’ll worship each other like gods. You don’t need Him. We don’t need Him. You don’t know him as I know him. You don’t know what he’s done. Why do you cling to Him like He’s the only way to live? What do you fear by leaving him?’

“It’s far too late for that, Lucifer. You and I both know it.” Michael whispered, lips taut as he tried to maintain his composure, tried not to show the soft edges behind Heaven’s strongest warrior, the edges Lucifer himself had smoothened down and rounded out, made just as perfect as himself. “This ends here and now.”

The tenderness that had only briefly taken home in Lucifer’s eyes had vanished as quickly as it had arrived. All kindness and consideration revoked with those five words. He had tried to approach Michael as Lucifer and just as so long before, that had not been enough. The Devil is much less forgiving.

“So be it.” As much as it ripped him apart, tore him to shreds from the inside out all over again. Scars still marred his soft belly in harsh, jagged marks of raised, paled skin. They littered him. The biggest of them being on his back, four large, gashing wounds that still remain tender to this day.

Michael was quick to swing his sword down upon Lucifer, the same sword that had maimed him, that had stripped his grace from his spine, that Michael had protected him with here on Earth, millions upon millions of years ago. How short so much time seemed to beings like them. Millenia means nothing when you are eternal, when the relief of death will never find you and hold you in its warm embrace. Lucifer’s always wondered what would happen to an angel or demon if they were to die. Maybe one day he’d find out.

He was able to catch the blade before it came down upon his shoulder. It sliced his palm open, adding another scar to the plethora that littered him. Blood seeped into the blade, down the length of Lucifer’s arm as he pushed the sword away and charged at Michael, grasping his ankle before he could shoot himself into the sky and out of reach. With enough rage coursing through his veins, it offered enough strength to overcome Michael for just a moment and drag him back down, slamming him into the dirt. He still remembered so much of what Michael had taught him. But then, it had been out of innocent fun and light jest. They were fighting for something much larger than just themselves now.

Michael was quick to recover, grasping Lucifer by the few robes he could manage to cling to, pulling and tearing as he dragged Lucifer to the ground with him. He says nothing to get Lucifer to stop fighting, knows that any rational thought has long since abandoned him. If Michael has learned anything in his lengthy life, it’s that a madman is deaf. He will never hear reason so why waste the breath? Michael knows what must be done. The only comfort he got from this was telling himself that he was not fighting Lucifer. This… this monster, this hollow husk of someone he loved, someone he adored beyond all reason, was not his Lucifer. He was fighting the Devil, who sought to destroy everything in his wake.

Michael’s sword slipped through his fingers as he clamored on top of Lucifer; his large, calloused hands pinning his wrist to the ground. His strength surpassed Lucifer’s as he struggled beneath the weight. Those eyes Michael once thought he could gaze into for the rest of eternity, however long that may be, flooded in a sort of panicked fear even he has never seen before. The fighting of the Angel of Beauty was sporadic and violent, like a wild animal caught in what they only discovered was a trap far too late. The smooth valleys of his chest rose and fell in desperate heaves for air.

‘No, no, no. Not again. No- I can’t.’ “No, stop!” Lucifer’s voice ripped through his vocal cords, tore them to shreds until the metallic flavor of blood painted his tongue. Another surge of strength found him and Lucifer had Michael pinned on his back in a matter of milliseconds. His fingers grasp the beautiful wings he would have kissed every individual feather on, the feathers he cleaned with his own slender fingertips the first time they had ever been to this forsaken hunk of rock. Lucifer grabbed and he tore.

Chunks of blood, feather, and flesh come out with each feral rip. Lucifer’s vision was red with blood and gore, with the wrath of emotions unexplored and unmanaged, with the blood he had spilled from his own body after. Through blood came tears, sobbing, screaming. “I’ll never let you do that to me again! You don’t own me! I am not yours!” Lucifer tore to the bone. Grab and rip, grab and rip. Carnage caked under his nails as he peeled skin from muscle and muscle from bone. Yelling, cracking, wet splats and Lucifer isn’t exactly sure from who it's originating.

Lucifer grabbed Michael’s swords from the side. He remembered how heavy it was in his hands, how hard it was to carry and the blood didn’t help in the slightest. But he grasped it with a firm hold and stood over Michael’s bloodied body. He strangled on breath, grasping at air that fled him to the sweltering heat.

“I.” He raises the sword and plunges it into Michael’s chest, the chest he desired to kiss and cherish. He pulled it out and swung once more. “Hate.” Each word punctuated by the sinking of Michael’s sword into his own body. “You!” Lucifer would carve out his beating heart from his chest and hold it, kiss it, stomp on it, tear it to pieces and consume every last one.

‘You won’t be dead but you’ll wish you were.’

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Why is it father and not mother? Why is it trust in Him(Jesus) and not her?

Hmmmm

The first thing to recognize is that God does not have a body and therefore does not have gender in the technical sense. At the same time, God is consistently referred to as our heavenly Father in Scripture, never as a heavenly Mother.

There are a few places in Scripture where God describes Himself in motherly terms in that He does some of the things that a mother might do, like comfort or feed her children (see Hosea 11:3–4; Deuteronomy 32:18; Isaiah 42:14; 49:15; 66:13). There are about a dozen more verses where God speaks of gathering His children under His wings, as in Psalm 91:4: “He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.” Covering with feathers, it is said, is something a mother bird normally does. However, in Psalm 91 masculine pronouns are clearly used. Some cite Deuteronomy 32:11–12 as comparing God’s actions with those of a mother eagle: “Like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them, and carries them aloft.” Notice, however, that the text does not refer to a mother eagle, and eagles are one species of bird where the father will also sit on the nest. Even if it is granted that God does some things that a mother commonly does, He is still Father—just as a human father may do some things that a mother normally does but is still the father, not the mother.

If God does not have literal gender, why does it matter if He is called Father or Mother? In brief, because God the Father is a biblical term (e.g., 1 Thessalonians 1:1), and God the Mother is not. The idea of “God as mother” usually comes to the fore when discussing issues of gender equality and gender roles as defined in the Bible. The Bible teaches that men and women have different yet complementary roles. Both men and women are made in God’s image (Genesis 1:28) and are equal before God, both in sin and salvation. However, God, for His own purposes, has designated men to be leaders in the home and church; and He holds men responsible for how they exercise their authority. Since God is the Ultimate Leader, His position is best conveyed in masculine terms such as Father and King (rather than Mother and Queen). To call God “Mother” is unbiblical.

There are evangelical Christians who reject the idea of gender roles and male headship. They would suggest that the society in which Scripture was written was patriarchal, and, while that worldview is reflected in the Bible’s use of language, it does not carry divine endorsement. However, evangelicals who believe this would not normally go as far as to call God “Mother.” Usually, those who promote using the title God the Mother are solidly outside the evangelical camp and view the Bible as a human work, written by men and simply reinforcing the long-standing (and self-serving) patriarchal systems in which they lived.

It is reported that a well-known Bible translator was approached by someone who felt that the translation he was working on should use feminine pronouns to refer to God. The translator asked if feminine pronouns should be used to refer to the devil as well: “Resist the devil and she will flee from you.” That rejoinder was not well-received.

Unfortunately, in our society many mothers do reflect the loving, caring, and providing nature of God better than fathers who have often failed to live up to their God-given responsibilities. Many people would testify that they have trouble with the concept of God as Father because they associate Him with their absent or abusive human fathers. The solution is to get to know God the Father as He really is, not to substitute Him with God the Mother. Source: https://www.gotquestions.org/God-the-mother.html

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I am rotating concept of Lucifer as a whole on a microwave plate of my brain

And I am kinda having existential crisis right now, so I doubt everything I know. But that's how I get certain

Did you knew you there were two priests, I think high ranked, named Lucifer around IV century or something around that. And one of them was exiled or something for not agreeing with ways of Church. And just I wonder, how it would be to be that random ass priest, who suddenly finds that modern modern sees Lucifer as that Bad Bad Devil, while it was normal damn name back in the days... And maybe some old gods inviting him over like "first time, buddy?" Who also got demonized by Church or public in general

Now I think it's fragment of the story I try to write, except random ass priest is random ass greece god and just... Bruh.

Anyway, how's your day? 😊

HELP?

i made researches about it a while back and what i remember reading was a little more tricky than that. The Original text was talking about Helel Ben Shahar (yeah.) walking to the marches of Babylon in order to dethrone his father and everything. Problem is, Shahar was refered to as "the light bringer, son of the dawn". (Shahar and Shalim were both associated to the rise and fall of the planet Venus, at different times of the day, Shahar being for the dawn and Shalim for the twilight. Shahar was also called "the son of the dawn" because of that.).

So when this story was translated to latin, they used the latin name of the Morning Star, also called "light bringer", which was Lucifer.

And it's later with translations of the Bible from the latin to other languages (so, much later since the Church didn't want the Bible being accessible by non-scholars for a long time) that instead of translating "Lucifer" back to Lightbringer/Morning Star/Venus, they just kept the name Lucifer. Though it also means that priests who were interpreting the Latin text, especially before the translations, have been using the name Lucifer without explaining the meaning of Lucifer in the text, thus, the people who wouldn't have the text in front of them would be unable to question it.

So the idea that i read is that, originally when the name Lucifer was given to the translation of Shahar, the whole idea was more to translate the concept Shahar was representing, ie, the star in the sky it was all about. But as th story was told and translated (either by priest orally or when the translation written versions happened) "Lucifer" had become a character on its own, and therefore the concept he was supposed to represent was lost.

So it makes sense in a way that Lucifer was a "normal name" back then because it just means Bringer of Light, and it was the name of a star. It's just that the literal translation of Shahar's function in that story became a name in itself.

from the researches i made at that point i didn't hear of any individuals behind this naming convention so i've never heard of this version you're talking about.

Wild if true though lmao

EDIT: i misread the ask sorry OTL clarification here, i thought it was "two priests have been the ones to name Lucifer" rather than them having the name Lucifer. My bad!

And my day is okay <33 very busy day so i'm really exhausted, but all good. Hope your day is going well too <333 take care!

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I’ve had an idea these past few days for a fic and an OC to go along with this fic.

Christian Bobby Brown x Satanist male OC has been on my mind lately. It’s like angel x demon, light x darkness.

My idea is that the OC (still coming up with a name) is new to school and openly presents as a Satanist and possibly practices witchcraft (no this OC isn’t based off me shut up Bobby is literally my brother in on of my DRs).

Bobby takes this in the WORST WAY possible as a good little devout christian boy and starts casting out OC in the name of Jesus Christ and the holy father. OC literally laughs at him and hits him with the ‘you think I’m afraid of your sky daddy?’

They continue to make fun of each other’s religions for a while, and then realize it’s wrong after OC reveals that Bobby has been misinterpreting satanism the whole time. They apologize and start to become friends.

OC gives Bobby cute little anti anxiety spells and they exchange bibles to learn more about each other’s religion. OC helps Bobby prepare for Bible competitions where they have to name certain verses n stuff like that.

Eventually they realize just bc they got off to a bad start doesn’t mean that they can’t be best friends. But then Bobby starts feeling romantically attracted to OC, which, of course, is against his religion(and his family and pastor, or so he thought) and he has a panic.

He isolates from OC to try to get rid of these so called ‘sinful’ thoughts. He begins questioning his faith, and OC. He thinks maybe OC cursed him or something to give him these thoughts and it’s really the devil. He has a panic attack and the intrusive thoughts win.

He plans to send HIMSELF to conversion camp to deal with these feelings. But before he gets his parents to sign the paper work, he for real decides to drop off some mother fucking holy water at OCs door with a note. Basically saying that his feelings are unnatural and he knows he’s been cursed by either him or the devil himself and must be fixed. He admits to being in love with OC and wishes that he’ll find god since it’ll be best for both of them.

Now, Bobby then goes home and goes to his parents in tears with the papers to send him to conversion camp. His parents look hurt and ask him why he would ever want to go somewhere like that? Bobby is confused as he thought homosexuality was sinful. His parents hug him and reassure what he’s feeling is okay and he has not been cursed and it’s not the devil.

Even his pastor supports him. His church is very supportive of the LGBTQ+ community and Bobby didn’t know this until now. He realizes his feelings for OC are real, and decides to apologize. He rushes to OCs house where he sees OC holding his Bible and reading the note with tears in his eyes. He apologizes and the two hold each other for a long time.

Eventually they both admit to their feelings and know that religion will not hold them back from their very real feelings. They kiss, and it’s all a happy ending. OC goes to church with Bobby once in a while to support him, and Bobby goes with OC to protests started by satanists for equal rights. All turns out well.

Now for the question, do I abandon all my promised requests and current Johnny Lawrence x Male OC book for this and risk another unfinished fic?! Or do I trust how motivated I am for writing this story and do it?! Pls I need help😭

#karate kid #bobby brown #Bobby brown karate kid #archive of our own #Gay #OC #Christian x satanist #pls help #stop no but imagine Bobby chewing out people for giving OC dirty looks #I actually love this idea sm #but I’m afraid of writers block

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Morning and Evening with A.W. Tozer Devotional for September 21

Tozer in the Morning Why Satan Hates the Child of God

As we move farther on and mount higher up in the Christian life we may expect to encounter greater difficulties in the way and meet increased hostility from the enemy of our souls. Though this is seldom presented to Christians as a fact of life it is a very solid fact indeed as every experienced Christian knows, and one we shall learn how to handle or stumble over to our own undoing. Satan hates the true Christian for several reasons. One is that God loves him, and whatever is loved by God is sure to be hated by the devil. Another is that the Christian, being a child of God, bears a family resemblance to the Father and to the household of faith. Satan's ancient jealousy has not abated nor his hatred for God diminished in the slightest. Whatever reminds him of God is without other reason the object of his malignant hate. A third reason is that a true Christian is a former slave who has escaped from the galley, and Satan cannot forgive him for this affront. A fourth reason is that a praying Christian is a constant threat to the stability of Satan's government. The Christian is a holy rebel loose in the world with access to the throne of God. Satan never knows from what direction the danger will come. Who knows when another Elijah will arise, or another Daniel? or a Luther or a Booth? Who knows when an Edwards or a Finney may go in and liberate a whole town or countryside by the preaching of the Word and prayer? Such a danger is too great to tolerate, so Satan gets to the new convert as early as possible to prevent his becoming too formidable a foe.

Tozer in the Evening The Four Horsemen of the Gloomy Decades

Immediately following the first World War, a wave of pessimism swept over the literate world.

What the cause was I shall not go into here but, whatever it was, the intellectual mood of the ?20s and ?30s was thoroughly despondent. Materialism, pessimism, cynicism and skepticism were the four horsemen of those gloomy decades and they rode forth conquering and to conquer.

The scientists were materialistic, the philosophers skeptical, the novelists and biographers cynical and almost everyone pessimistic. Even the interpreters of prophecy were apprehensive, for they saw in the capture of Jerusalem by the British and the rise of the Roman Empire under Mussolini evidence of the nearness of the tribulation days, the coming of Antichrist and the collapse of civilization. About the only religionists on the Protestant side who managed to retain a little optimism were the liberals (?modernists? they were called in those days), and they were cheerful for a wrong reason. Out of the poetic passages of a Bible, in which they no longer believed, they wove delicate daisy chains, which have long since withered, and crocheted pretty religious doilies of which they are not now exactly proud and which they would willingly forget but cannot because their handiwork is still to be found among us--on the seventeen cent bargain table of the second-hand bookstores .

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revelation 2:9 9 I know thy works, and tribulation, and poverty, (but thou art rich) and I know the blasphemy of them which say they are Jews, and are not, but are the synagogue of Satan

revelation 3:9 Behold, I will make them of the synagogue of Satan, which say they are Jews, and are not, but do lie; behold, I will make them to come and worship before thy feet, and to know that I have loved thee.

i have quoted these verses countless times, and they practically rhyme, beware of those who say they are jews but ARE NOT but ARE the synagogue of satan. now i dont think this is the most explanatory scripture in that regard, paul says they are contrary to all men and describes a bit how they prosecute them and says they are contrary to all men, but jesus explains it most thoroughly and clearly, he says if they were the children of abraham they would do as abraham did, but they dont act anything like him at all they murder and steal, he goes on to directly accuse them of being children of the devil, and biblically this is not used the way it might be used now, its literal, he was saying children take after their fathers, if a chinese couple suddenly produced a black infant there would be some discord in that household for sure and an explanation would be in order at the very least, this is what he was saying, this is further explained in the parable of the farmers field, where an enemy comes in the night and plants its own bad seeds, weeds and such, in with good wheat, he literally tells his disciples when they ask for an explanation of the parable that the enemy who came in the night was the devil, and the field the kingdom of heaven, he lays it all out. but i reference those passages from revelations because in case you didnt know, the bible is quite long, its comprised of many short books, mark, genesis, proverbs etc, and revelation is at the very end, so in other words theres less trickery possible, its not that im making it seem one way then later this whole synagogue of satan business is reversed, its the last book and its short. israel is recorded as having been conquered, and scattered, again and again, so from without they would set up new nations, still descendants of adam and abraham, meanwhile israel itself is recorded also having one many battles and wars, and its the same story, god says kill every last one, i know its harsh but thats what it says, and sometimes they dont, other times they refuse, and instead take them as slaves, they interbred with them just as god warned they would, and since children take after their parents israel followed after its new parents born of mixed blood, and it adopted their ways just as god warned them they would, sacrificed children to their idols etc. so the bloodline of adam and abraham which god demanded remain pure was tainted within israel itself, but what about those lost sheep who were scattered? the gentiles ARE the lost sheep of the house of israel, while israel itself was already not recognizably hebrew by the time of jesus.

the ancient israelites were white, adam in hebrew means red, or “to blush” israel was described as a land of milk and honey, they were lactose tolerant that narrows it down racially quite a bit! and they describe themselves again and again, as being the fairest in the land, and that their bellies are of IVORY, when did jesus “become” white? its a trick question he was always white from the earliest depictions, and he was depicted quite close to the time of his life death and ressurection as white, could it be that those men who spread the faith in his name and endured being tortured to death rather than recant their faith in him, could it be that these men just liked him better white? the real question is when did the jews become brown, and how did they then become white again?

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The Government's Dangerous Turning Wednesday, February 1, 2023 Shalom, to you my Friend and Co-Minister in the Great Commission… Last month, I wrote to you about the ominous case of Mark Houck. Houck was a pro-life activist who, at 7a.m. on September 23, 2021, found himself and his family surrounded by approximately 25 helmeted, shielded, and armed FBI and police officers who had converged on his family's home.

What was the cause of such extreme measures? A pro-abortion activist had charged him with pushing him - as the man yelled obscenities near Houck's 12-year-old-son, after warning the man to back away - so that he fell down and incurred a scratch. The charge was dismissed. And yet more than a year after the incident, a multitude of armed police officers stormed the Houck residence and forcibly arrested Houck in front of his wife and seven children.

What would possess the present administration, the Department of Justice, the FBI, and law enforcement agents to plan out and execute such an unwarranted (literally as they had no warrant) and outrageous act? The answer is disturbing. The event was not isolated. Around the same time as the raid on the Houck's residence, the Department of Justice charged 11 individuals for federal crimes linked to protesting abortion - one of the 11 charged is an 87-year old woman!

Houck is to be put on trial on charges that face 11 years in jail! At the same time, since the leaking of the Supreme Court ruling overturning Roe v. Wade, there have been 75 attacks documented on pro-life organizations around the country. How many arrests have been documented from these 75 attacks? Zero. Rather, the FBI has focused on charging Houck and an 87-year-old woman.

They stormed the home of this pro-life activist more than a year after an incident that resulted in a scratch, which charge had already been dismissed.

Why would the Biden administration's Department of Justice go to such extreme measures to target a pro-life father over an already dismissed charge? It is obviously because Roe V. Wade was overturned. And this is the vengeance inflicted by his administration on those who stand for life and the ways of God.

The Bible warns that in the last days there will be persecution. Governments will undoubtedly be part of that persecution. We are living in the last days and we must be ready and strong, resolved, and committed to stand for God, no matter what the price, what the cost. We can take courage knowing that God's Word has already told us it would happen - and thus God is in control - and still on the throne. It is an honor to stand for God in such times. This month, make it your goal to consecrate and dedicate, commit, and prepare yourself for that goal. And may God greatly bless you as you do!

Revelation 2:10 10 Fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer: behold, the devil shall cast some of you into prison, that ye may be tried; and ye shall have tribulation ten days: be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life. “Fear nothing in the things you’re about to suffer—but stay on guard! Fear nothing! The Devil is about to throw you in jail for a time of testing—ten days. It won’t last forever. “Don’t quit, even if it costs you your life. Stay there believing. I have a Life-Crown sized and ready for you

Your sister and co-laborer in His love and service, Debbie

HAVE A BLESSED DAY AND WEEKEND

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Today's devotional is on the topic Battle of Glory.

Scripture reading: Genesis 3:1–6; John 10:10; Romans 3:23; 2 Corinthians 10:5

God is more powerful than we could ever imagine. Bill Johnson says, ''God is better than you think. So let's change the way we think.'' We have an overwhelming victory in Christ Jesus! This week, we are going to look at Adam and Eve and how the enemy tricked them into sin. When we believe the enemy's lies, we lose the battle. But when we choose to believe God no matter what, we will always see an amazing victory!

EQUIP: There is an ongoing battle for glory raging on the Earth and in the spiritual world.

Teaching Point : The enemy has always desired the glory that belongs to God alone. The enemy seduced Adam and Eve into disobedience and caused them to turn away from God (Gen. 3:1–6).

God created us for glory. All of us uniquely display God's glory on Earth. To steward means to look after something or to manage something. How are you stewarding God's glory in your life?

The enemy would like nothing better than to get us to believe that following God is boring, too hard, or unrewarding. He wants us to focus on ourselves, not on God's glory.

The enemy used his powers of deception to lead Adam and Eve into disobedience. ''The serpent was more crafty than any of the other beasts of the field that the Lord God had made'' (GENESIS 3:1).

The enemy is not a true challenger to God's plan or power. He cannot be compared to God. ''The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it'' (JOHN 1:5). The devil could never overcome God's power!

Jesus tells us that the enemy is a liar and the father of lies. ''He was a murderer from the beginning. He has always hated the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he lies, it is consistent with his character; for he is a liar and the father of lies'' (JOHN ...8:44)

Therefore, dear breathes of Christ Jesus, recall what our Lord said. He says, Jesus was addressing a group of religious leaders in Israel, who were accusing him of being from Satan.

He responded by telling them that they were liars, and that proved that they, not He, were of the Devil.

Jesus said: "When he (Satan) lies, he speaks out of his own character, for he is a liar and the father of lies" (John 8:44c).

He also told the group of accusers that they were the children of the Devil because they were spreading lies about Him and refusing to see the truth.

So, Satan is not only the father of lies, but of those who suppress the truth.

This is how Satan operates: he takes God's truth and twists or contradicts it so that people are led away from Him.

God is love (1 John 4:7–8). But Satan says "how can a loving God allow so much suffering?"

God says Jesus is the only way to heaven (John 14:6). Satan says "a good person of any belief system can get there."

Jesus spoke of everlasting torment for those who reject Him (Matthew 25:46). But Satan says "there's no hell." God claims to exist, and to be a personal Being that interacts with us (Hebrews 11:6). But Satan says "God is dead."

Unfortunately, since we are finite and fallen, we are susceptible to these lies. So, Satan continues to use them, and rehash even the original lie he told ("Did God really say…?") in order to get us off track. The Bible is attacked often and viciously by false religions and worldly men who want us to think that the Bible is not literal, is not authoritative, is not reliable.

Why do so many people put so much thought and effort into contradicting the Bible? Because Satan is working to convince us that God is the liar—and that is the ultimate lie.

Amen. May God bless us in the name of Jesus. Amen

Let's Pray: Almighty God, cover my mind with the helmet of Your salvation, reminding me constantly that I am Your child and the enemy can’t mess with me. Fix my thoughts, Lord Jesus, on what is true, honorable, right, pure, lovely, and admirable. Help me to think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise so Your peace will guard my mind (Philippians 4:8-9). Don’t let me copy the behavior and customs of this world, but transform me into a new person by changing the way I think. Then I will learn to recognize Your will for me which is good and pleasing and perfect (Romans 12:2, NLT). Saturate my mind with Your truth so I am convinced that the answers are found in Your Word, not out in the world.

Amen.

May peace be upon us all. Amen

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(Confining with your conspiracy theories) With the boston bombing one, Hulu is making a documentary trying to tie the older brother to some random triple homicide that happened that’s suppose to come out soon. Like, what? He was literally being followed by the fbi. So much that his own mother and father had spoken with them because he was confused as why they wanted him. Yet he had the time to commit something like that? (I wonder if cloning was involved? Are they used an actor to be him?) They are really trying to hard to make sure the public is kept asleep on this because nowadays, I do see more people point out how the whole thing was a hoax when the topic is brought up. I feel terrible for their parents too... They say their sons are innocent. Just like how they had those “real truth” documentaries on 9/11 — Hulu is working on it’s programming for the masses so we don’t ask questions. We’re just told that they just were randomly ~radicalized~ just like 911. Rinse and repeat.

now, we see more people generally snapping in public that I think can be due to the elites long game strategy of poisoning our food, water and air. We’re loosing our health and sanity. Shootings will happen more, stabbings, attacks. They are watching us slowly poisoning ourselves and hurt our communities for their amusement.

I don’t know about half demon/half human hybrids as I thought they were giants in the Bible that have been dead for a while lol. But maybe they’re different types? Same with reptilians. My limited knowledge is that they’re very arrogant and actually don’t like humans at all and will refuse to be near us. I guess that depends too.

Also have you noticed how people are now aware of the mega rich elites buying underground bunkers in remote areas? Lol these elites think they can destroy the world and then wait out Armageddon. They are DEFINITELY planning for the world to end soon

While I totally agree that cloning might be at a stage much more advanced than we think, I feel like this cloning isn't as much pervasive in psy-op as we think. If the bomber has been delta programmed, it's totally possible that his family was right for saying this was totally out of character of him and him actually doing what he did (not a clone).....while being followed by the FBI. We all know the government is cahoot with these mind control programs. I am sure they already use these mind controlled super soldiers at war. Delta programmed individuals are literally programmed to not feel fear or emotions, making them more reliable than regular humans - they are perfect plant for spying operations or double agents.

I hardly watch documentaries on mainstream medias, but I couldn't not notice the flat earther stunt that's been festering in the truther scene. That's no coincidence. I've been an observer of that scene since decades now, and it wasn't much of a thing up until ~5 years ago. Debating whether earth was round was totally out of the picture. Imo this whole flat earther thing is an attempt to make the movement lose credibility.

For the overall rise of crimes, many people say the lead in water and processed food was the reason of the sudden rise of serial killers, esp in the USA. I'm on the fence about this theory bc that wouldn't explain why most criminals are men and not women - while we all eat the same food and drinks the same water. I think spirituality plays a role too, but they effect men and women differently (not only through crimes).

For reptilians the info I gathered is that they have different type of personality, some being more aggressive than others. But I know that reptilians are actually demons (shape shifter) and that they're fooling people into making them thinking they're from space of whatever... They're the spawn of the devil and we should invoke fury of lord Jesus upon them.

David Icke has to be taken with a huge pinch of salt (he's deep into new age stuff) but he had interesting stories about reptilians. He once interviewed a person saying the English Crown was full on reptilian and had seen the queen as a giant lizard... I think that was the demons channeled by these demonic bloodline that's why all monarchy are interbreeding. That's why they killed Diana, bc she was mingling with that Arab businessman and that it was unacceptable for the bloodline to be "stained". Don't you find interesting that Megan Markle is a remote blood relative (cousin) of her prince husband? She's mixed but somehow Black women identify to her (lol) when it's obvious the Crown would've NEVER let a pure Black person to stain the demonic Royal lizard blue blood. Look up Fritz Springmeier and it's conference about the 13 satanic bloodlines.

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The English Crown is one of them, but there are several other accross the world, and even one in Asia. That's why David Icke entertains the idea that Africans were the original human living on earth (and that the Whites are 'artificial' crossbred from reptilians who came 'from space') because we don't have reptilian lineage. I know science is finding unique stuff into African women DNA but ultimately I don't think that means other races aren't from earth lol But I definitely think channelling demons can alter DNA (I heard that even pregnant women had their blood type change??!!) . That would explain why some geographic principalities are more prone to Power and technologic progress: it's a deal with the demons : blood & soul for power & knowledge. I'm planning to read the book of Enoch bc this book explains how demons gave forbidden knowledge to men (weaponry, drugs, astrology, etc) for self destruction.

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father gojo

a/n: brain is so on the decline with priest!gojo infection that i can barely function. absolutely crippling. also my first sacrilegious/hierophilic piece since yeeting catholicism so hooray exploring new places in writing😈 also fair warning it sounds fucking delusional butttt we’re just gonna ignore how that tone came so naturally to me

wc: 1.1k

cw: nsfw, minors dni, implied dubcon, religious manipulation, power dynamics, religion / catholicism / priests, sex toys (vibrator), implied oral (male receiving), semi-public sex, orgasm control/denial, creampie, kinda obsessive/possessive behavior, corruption kink, a literal god complex!gojo

father gojo is the most charismatic man of the diocese - so charming that you’d think he was jesus christ himself. and if priests are shepherds, then he has the biggest flock. people come from all over to join the church where he preaches. who could deny those blue eyes that saw into anyone’s soul? he even ropes you into returning to the church somehow, rescuing you from your previously sinful ways. you’re so thankful to have been saved by such a holy man.

but you poor sinner, you know you can’t deny it. father gojo’s been shaped by the lord himself. hell, he can even be an angel sent straight from the gates of heaven. you become so devout under his guidance, under his spiritual direction, that you attend daily mass, even start leading in church - reading, singing, and serving communion. you actually frequent confession once a week! father gojo’s amazed at your growth, as are you. you’ve never had a passion such as this before.

but what amazes him even more is your eagerness to serve the man who has dedicated so much to his parish. father gojo is known to comfort a widow on any given day, but his consolation for your troubles is a little different. so, out of all the people that adore him, you, his little saint, do the most.

he’s so tender, so mild, when interacting with you. he makes sure that you talk every day, that he sees you at least once a week outside of church activities, and you don’t hesitate to oblige. he’s so full of knowledge and wisdom and he loves to share it with you. you know that father gojo only wants the best for you.

which is why he fucks you in the sacristy before every mass, whether or not you’re serving for communion. and he doesn’t even care that the other ministers could walk in at any given moment. the lord will protect you, after all. he whispers the most unholy things in your ear while pounding his hips into yours without an ounce of clemency. it’s like he’s possessed by the devil himself. but father gojo assures you that everything is okay, that you’re alright, that the lord is thankful for your service. and you both finish in such an ecstasy that’s nothing short of divine. and of course, he’ll still need to finish his preparations, so he watches the skirt of your dress flutter down over your legs, covering up the cum that leaks down between your inner thighs.

he says that it’s doing a service to the lord, that you’re fulfilling your duty to comfort the afflicted. father gojo can be so tired sometimes from doing everything to serve the parish - he says it’s okay that you help him out a bit in your own special way. at first, you’re apprehensive, not sure if you’re actions are going against the lord’s teachings.

it seems eerily similar to a story in the bible, how a man and woman were tempted to sin and gave in. and they were cast out of paradise. you fashion yourself eve, not wanting to bring the adam father gojo is to sin. the serpent hisses in your ear every time you lay eyes on him. but father gojo assuages your doubts with kisses sweeter than milk and honey. and you fall - together.

no matter what service is going on, you’re always in the front row, gazing ever so devoutly at father gojo. always leaning forward more than the other church go-ers, in a modest dress that at least hits the middle of your calves. the closer you get to the pastor, the more you get confused. a lot of the time you don’t know who you’re praying to, the lord or the self-proclaimed god preaching about him on the altar. but it’s okay - it doesn’t matter because you’re a good person. you follow his commands.

and you relish in the special attention that father shows you. he’s always incredibly animated when giving homilies, gesturing his arms and directing his eye contact accordingly. but it’s your eyes he meets the most. and it’s not just at that point in the service.

it’s also when he invites the parishioners to kneel. which is what you’ll be doing when you go to the rectory after the service is finished. and you can’t help but entertain him in that regard, kneeling down to receive communion and holding eye contact with him with the most innocent of expressions but the most suggestive of glints in your eye.

weekly confession is just a dirty list of your own deeds that you pursue with your confessor. and they always lead to actions that beg a second visit. all the other parishioners are so confused that you always take so long in the booth even though you go to the sacrament every week. but you know that they shouldn’t judge you lest they be judged.

father gojo just loves to push you out of your comfort zone. that’s what faith is, isn’t it? you know you need to trust god, trust father gojo more. and you’ve grown to love cantoring in church, so this idea takes a lot of convincing on the trustworthy father’s part. but you obey his command with an eagerness to please him.

the pastor smirks at your voice that trembles with effort to keep composure while leading the congregation in song with a vibrator wreaking havoc in your cunt. he turns up the power with every verse just to hear the delightful sighs that pour from your mouth. not one person notices how he reaches into his chasuble to fiddle with the controls, not when they’re in awe of how moved by the spirit you are - or so they think. but who can tell the difference when your voice is so real and raw, so desperate and begging. it’s a true prayer.

and you know not to cum during mass. it’s not very becoming of a little saint like you. so after the first few sunday services, father gojo has you trained in the virtue of self control.

but you, his little saint, he’ll reward you with heaven after each mass. he thinks that one day, he’ll throw off the collar for you. but you both know that isn’t true. however, as you’re bent over his humble twin bed, bliss pouring over you moment by moment in the direct line of sight of the statues and holy icons that shake their heads at your vulgar deeds, you don’t care one bit.

father gojo will test you worse than the devil, but that doesn’t matter. you’ll follow him through hell and back.

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