#religion mention tw

[uncanny-tranny]

The religious argument that people can't possibly be trans because God cannot make mistakes has always been a weird one to me, because who's to say God didn't intend on making somebody trans?

My dad put it best; for some reason or another, God sometimes decides to give his children specific experiences, and being trans is an experience. He doesn't make mistakes, so being trans isn't a mistake. What is a mistake is forcing his children to think they are a mistake.

#trans #transgender #lgbt #lgbtq #ftm #mtf #nonbinary #religion tw #religion mention tw #i'm atheist now but still #i thought god made me a different kind of boy when i was young and religious and you know what? i was right ngl #i was made a different type of guy and that's okay. whether by divine intervention or by chance that's just reality #maybe it's just me but telling people that they should supress who they are is much momore a sin than being trans

[mischiefxmuses]

open welcome starter @hiddenstarters

Alastor remained standing where he was, both hands placed on his cane. His red eyes shining in the sunlight. Despite looking human he did have his demonic eyes and the slightly radio sounding twang to his voice. it wasn't as obvious as back in hell but it was still a little bit there. He still wore the usual smile, less toothy but still unsettling. "Can I help you?" He asked as someone stopped next to him.

#alastor & interactions #hw; open starts #religion mention tw #hell mention tw #religion tw

[canonslut]

mayhaps it is a little bit of religious trauma i haven't unpacked yet but something that is so good to me is my f/o reminding me just how natural sex is... yesss tell me that this is a normal human desire, yesss tell me that it's normal for two people in love to want to be physical with each other, yesss tell me that we're two consenting adults and there's nothing wrong or shameful about it, yesss tell me that it's beautiful that i'm listening to my body and acting on my desires <333

#this might be a me specific thing and i'm ok with that #it is what it is #and what it is is HOT 2 ME #live #after hours #religion mention tw #just in case???

[arkstray]

i just singlehandedly managed to piss off an entire generation of kids on roblox with this sign. it wasnt even supposed to cause a fight i was literally just quoting an anime

so i had people coming up to me going "THERE IS A GOD, YOU STUPID ATHIEST! PROVE TO ME HOW THERE IS NO GOD, YOU CANT!" while i sat there repeating "its an anime quote." and "thats cool but this is from an anime." over and over as they continued to go on their rant on how god was real and i would go to hell n shit lmfao. what christianity does to people (but i did have one muslim guy which i told him "oh thats cool" when he told me, try converting me into faith with a sun ideology which i promptly said "its 3:00 am there is no sun outside")

im agnostic.

#saiki k #the disasterous life of saiki k #religion mention tw #roblox #one guy asked me 'so if i cant challenge peoples faiths then i cant challenge adolfs faith?' #while i sat there. repeatedly saying it was from an anime. #some clown walking up to me with an anti pride shirt interrogating me and even saying he knew it was an anime quote #lmfao

[devilsmenu]

@coreofgold continued from here

"Well, our father is away and hope he never comes back but for a time now me and my brother we're taking of there. More me than him though" Satana replied with a shrug.

#coreofgold #feat beelzebub #ch: satana #hwevent16 #religion mention tw

[threeking]

Hi, Three King January, Happy 2024! ✨ How does your writing reflect and/or challenge the values you grew up with? These could be cultural, family, and/or personal values and beliefs.

Hi !!! Happy 2024 to you too 🫂 ! I hope the new year is kind to you and full of wonderful things 🥹💖

To answer your question, my writing features religion, loving siblings, and queer black characters!

I grew up in a religious ( Baptist Christian to be exact ! ) environment and wasn’t able to really think about what I was learning and why I disagreed with some things until I was much older. By then, I’d left my religious environment so I wasn’t able to debate or have discussion about these ideas. So! I created a whole project to reflect that, but there’s still some traces of it in some of my other work. A few of my ocs have attended Baptist schools much like I did and it’s a great way—at least for me—to give them a little more substance to their characters. ( I have a band project where the main cast attended such a school and it’s why they got so into rock music. ) I try to be nuanced as possible when discussing religion and the people who practice it, but everything I learn always challenges my own biases and opinions which I do enjoy !

Close and loving sibling dynamics come in play for another project but I always felt really comfortable writing about big families, close siblings, and the parents they don’t really like/have difficult relationships with since I’m the oldest of a pretty large family and love my siblings a lot :,). Because of how often I was switching schools as a child/teen I don't have longtime friends and making friends in your 20's is nerve wracking but I've always had my siblings and as we grew older I can tell we're getting closer. Not all my ocs are siblings and for some you may not actually meet their siblings, but I always felt you could tell a lot about a character and even person based on if they had siblings or not and what sibling # they are ( oldest , middle , youngest , etc ) and even if they're a boy or girl sibling.

Laslty, most of my OCS are black and queer since I am 😁 I'd like there to be a lot more stories of black people main characters in situations ( tm ) especially black women / nbs and black lesbians so I'm gna be the change I want and write them as much as possible !!

#💌 — q&a ! #tysmm for the ask !! #sweet moots 💖 — philosophika ! #exsqueeze the ramble !! i tend to go on tangets !! #im sure there are more things but those three are the ones i always see come to play in things i write 😁 #religion mention tw #<- to be safe !

[drevdfuel]

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 . 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 . 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘 . 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 . 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 .

i saw  BOONE DELMONT  coming through the trees. the  38  year old was fleeing from  BATON ROUGE , LOUISIANA  when they came across novac , and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory.  BOONE  has been in town for  FIVE YEARS  and has been assigned as a  SCOUT  to keep society running smoothy. no matter what , they will find something to fight for.

———— ◽️ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

full name.    booker nelson delmont

nickname.    boone

birthdate.    december 23 , 1985

identity.    cis male , he / him / his

sexuality.    heteroflexible , maybe lowkey questioning

family.    carlisle ' calamity ' delmont  † ( father ) ,  marianne delmont nee baker  † ( mother ) ,  aurelie delmont  † ( older sister ) ,  delayne delmont nee merlotte  † ( ex wife ) ,  baby delmont  † ( unnamed child )

———— ◽️ 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐏

𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚛

tba hehe.

𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 (𝚝𝚕;𝚍𝚛'𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 )

BORN into a rapture-esque cult , he never really stood a chance at having a normal life.  they kept preaching about an oncoming apocalypse ravaging the planet. it actually happened when boone was around 28 and they were all like HAHA SEE , and then tried to glorify it. but basically all of them either succumbed to the virus or got torn apart in the name of the holy fungi spirits , so ...

SO yeah his dad was kinda crazy ( he fr made people call him calamity ) ; was one of the leaders who believed in co-existing with the virus like only the chosen would evolve into some superior race , and brainwashed his mom and sister into believing the same. they were obvi wrong. boone also believed it for a hot sec , until he saw the outcome with his own eyes. this is something very few people know about bc he'd rather die than openly admit he was dumb.

HE lost his entire family pretty early on , like probably a year after the initial outbreak. all of them voluntarily got infected, except for his wife ( who was a few months pregnant at the time ). she unfortunately was attacked by one of the cult members and suffered a pretty gruesome end, which still weighs heavy on boone from time to time bc he wasn't able to protect her or their baby.

HIS sanity was teetertottering for a while after that, coming to terms with his loss of family and also basically everything he was raised to believe. traveling across the country in search of a safe place with some semblance of normalcy, boone ended up doing some horrific things for a couple years in the name of survival.

THE tides turned when he eventually joined forces with a group of people, setting off to find their own safe haven away from the power hungry military bases. he found purpose in his life again, helping a community of everyday civilians survive ; truly feeling as though he was apart of a community again.

FOR the first time in a long time, boone thinks he's in a good place. diligently fulfilling his role as a scout, he lowkey believes wiping out the virus ( one lost soul at a time ) is his way of repenting for blindly following the misguided belief of a looney tunes ' family ' ; a life he's desperately trying to leave behind.

ANYWAY he's kinda kooky but he means well, and is loyal to a fault.

———— ◽️ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒

tba.

#lastintro #idk why i tricked myself into believing i'd write a nice bio lmao #here is the silly ver. for now ♡ #death tw #religion mention tw #𝟎𝟐. prologue / / / boone delmont .

[gonnahaveabigtalklater]

i should absolutely not be allowed to make graphics

#the owl house #spop catra #religion mention tw #please don't @ me I already know gods favorite shapes are actually beetles and crabs and globules

[sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins]

( Cassie Roosevelt ; open starter )

        ❝ If not God, who are you speaking to? ❞

#( open starter ) #religion mention tw #( made with the beta editor )

[leondxs]

Happy holidays but make it Leondas-core :)

#{ happy holidays however you celebrate!!!! :) } #child harm tw #religion mention tw #dark humor tw #cannibalism tw

[vuulpecula]

✖ @paramounticebound nessa starter :)

“This darn air conditioner, I swear,” Nessa swore under her breath, trying again to get the thing to blast cold air from the vents. They needed a new car, one that was actually as nice as it looked on the outside, inside. Alas, they’d have to save for it and Nessa had never been very good at that. “Anyway, after we pick up your stepsister, we can go pick up some new clothes for you for school.” She grinned at her youngest, her only boy, the pride and joy of her life even if the feeling wasn’t reciprocated. It had only been a few years since she and Vitaly were given sole custody, after the unfortunate disappearance of his mother, and she thanked God every day for allowing her the gift of him.

To both of her children, she had explained that their once stepsister, Alexei’s only child, was now essentially parentless and out of the charity and love in their hearts, they were going to take her in. She had said nothing about how she was the poor girl’s actual mother nor how she was coming with a fat check from the state while her father was incarcerated. Instead, she made up some lie, sprinkled in a few half-truths, and continued to keep her cheery smile plastered on her face.

“You might not remember her,” she continued to fill the silence of the car—the radio didn’t work either. “You were both pretty young the last time we had her over—everyone knew her daddy was going to end up in prison, honestly I’m just surprised that it took him this long.” If she had made a police report, if she hadn’t found a way to extort money from the drunk, then he may have been behind bars way sooner. “I swear, sometimes I can’t believe I was foolish enough to marry that man—let that be a lesson to you, Khan, never marry your high-school sweetheart. It will only end in divorce and a whole lot of headaches.” Not that his father was much better, but at least he didn’t have as much of a wandering eye and a lust for all things violent and crude.

“To be honest, I have no idea what we’re driving into,” she admitted after a single moment of silence. It wasn’t a long drive, only twenty minutes or so. All back roads, some not even maintained enough to be classified as paved. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the house.” She still remembered the last time she had stood on the threshold, screaming at Alexei for how he had embarrassed her at the most recent gathering. It had stank of booze and sweat and urine and rot. There was no food in the fridge, no milk, no juice, nothing suitable for the child living there. There’d been plenty of liquor, an enormous amount of empty beer cans and bottles, some shattered on the floor. Fox had been playing with one, cutting out a paper dress out of newspapers to make her own doll ( apparently there had been an incident a few weeks after where she had brought the doll to school and still, no one looked into it. everyone knew alexei alkaev was a dirt-poor drunk, they just didn’t know what else he was ). “Just remember to be nice, okay? We’re the only family she has left on this side of the Mississippi.” She frowned, seeing the turn to the overgrown driveway. “You’ll be in the same class, so I’m relying on you to help me out, can you do that for me?” As if the daughter she was picking up was more of a puppy than a girl grown. “I can bet she picked up on some of her daddy’s bad habits.”

As she took the turn, Nessa sucked in a breath. There was a police cruiser parked in the grass by the porch, the vehicle far too old to still be in commission, but that was how this town was. Scanning for the officer, she found her leaning against the peeling porch rails. Mouth moving as if she was talking, but it wasn’t until she rounded a clump of fallen magnolias that she saw who the officer was speaking to. Fox. All arms and legs. One shoe untied. Knees dotted with bruises and band-aids, looking just as lonesome as the last time she had seen her. “Good lord,” Nessa breathed, pulling the car into park. “Give us strength.” The air had gone hot again by the time she shut off the car, giving Khan a pitying look as if they were the ones about to suffer with the added mouth to feed. “Go ahead and get the bags in the trunk, surely there are more in the house.” There weren’t. There was one suitcase and a pair of worn skates. Her backpack was hooked around her shoulders and aside from a notebook and some pencils, there wasn’t much within it.

#paramounticebound #[ honestly this got so freaking long bc i love the southern gothic setting so much u know that ] #[ so that is why there is a read more lmfao ] #x | v. god loves you; but not enough to save you ( CLOSED THREE. ) #x | i sometimes wish i stayed inside my mother never to come out ( NESSA. ) #religion mention tw #religion tw #abuse tw

[spellbcok]

rikki ( @lcvelxss ) said : ❛ god isn’t here. god doesn’t even know about this place. ❜

“correction, god doesn’t care about this place… or any other place from my experience.” anya wasn’t a religious person, but she could hardly deny the possibility of a god. there were demons, after all. “if they did, i know a town or two that could’ve benefitted with their interference. this one included.”

#001.anya #anya ft. rikki barnes #lcvelxss #religion mention tw #religion tw

[bcrncoldx]

@mischiefxmuses continued from here

"What are you talking about?" The minute Angelus' name left his lips her blood ran cold. How did he know? How could he know? Those horrors were only known by four people, including herself. Spike and Angel would never utter a word about it to anyone else, and Darla wasn't there. "What the fuck?" The church that she had so desperately tried to forget sprang to life around her, the stone as cold and solid as it ever had been. Whitechapel. Frantically, she grabbed a cross from the altar and brandished it in front of her in her free hand, ignoring how her skin began to blister and burn. "What sort of sorcery from hell is this? What are you?" The scent of blood mingled with the incense that hung in the air, cloying and sickly in her nose. But she couldn't break, she wouldn't let herself. She was stronger now, she wasn't the weakling under Angelus' thumb. It would take every ounce of her strength, but she was determined. "A-all this for a wallet? Pathetic, really." Her voice, much like her entire body, was trembling. But she wouldn't give up. Not anymore.

#dru | interactions #dru | henry #dk&hc01 #beta editor #violence tw #gore tw #murder tw #pain tw #injury tw #manipulation tw #torture tw #nightmare tw #religion mention tw #swearing tw #burn mention tw

[hcrrifying]

( @dilara-kr )

PRE - MURDERS <;/3

"Found you," Viktor leaned over Dee's chair; a whisper from behind - slight triumph in their words as they rounded where she sat to face her. "Dilara," They wasted no time in sinking to their knees before her, hands clasping together into a prayer, a beg; dilated pupils gazing up at her. "Please, take off the fucking blazer. I'll do anything for you. Anything -" Their begging only drew attention; the stare of a few scandalized elders; their disapproval only further egging on Viktor. " - I'll fucking, worship the ground you walk on. Create a new fucking religion in your name. Please. Take it the fuck off."

#––– ❛ starter 【 blame it on your karmic curse. 】 #c:dilara kaplan #religion mention tw #have hroniness to balance out all the death n grief on the dash rn :) #meant to post this much MUCH earlier but alas<3 #better late than never :)

[a-superquantumunitintelprocessor]

#religion mention tw

[legendreign-archived]

Fandom- Saint Seiya - it can be about any spin-off you're the most familiar with

⊱send me a fandom and i’ll tell you…⊰ / Accepting! / @vanillahub

am i familiar with it?: I was exposed to Saint Seiya: Hades arc first on Netflix as a teenager before they took it down then watched Lost Canvas in my younger adult years, read of all its manga, then watched the Netflix reboot. I probably started reading Saintia Shō afterwards. For Classic, I have the Hades arc left to watch in its entirety aside from the Soul of Gold ova and the movies.  I will never watch Omega or read Next Dimension.

do i like the fandom itself?: I will call myself a Saint Seiya fan even though I won't read the manga for the classic Saint Seiya / really incorporate its entire world into my multi-crossover alternate dimension. It inspired me to make Sailor Guardians and warriors who draw upon the power of the constellations.

who’s my favorite character?: In Classic, it's Seiya aside from Virgo Shaka and Scorpio Milo! I do like Athena whether she's Saori Kido or Sasha from Lost Canvas. In Lost Canvas, I love so many of the Gold Saints there: Virgo Asmita, Scorpio Kardia, Capricorn El Cid, Aquarius Dégel, and Pisces Albafica. In Saintia Sho, maybe Shōko.

if i had to choose, who would i roleplay?: While I do tend to lean towards main protagonists and think it would be easy to nail Seiya and Athena, I'm not that big of a fan for them. I once considered roleplaying Ursa Minor Xiaoling but I enjoy making my canon girls from other fandoms or my oc girls Saintias instead. For me, although I love Buddhist lore, roleplaying the Virgo Saints might be too intimidating as I am actually Buddhist myself lol. So to get to the point lol, I would probably lean towards Capricorn El Cid as serious characters are my forte as I tend to take things too seriously at times despite how I come off as when chatting with others or Aquarius Dégel because I guess I do love my smart characters as well! I actually thought of writing those Lost Canvas Gold Saints before.

#vanillahub #( Thank you for the ask! XD ) #religion mention tw #long post tw #👑OOC: Out of the Throne☁️