#hes catholic guilt personified
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lesbianjudasiscariot · 2 years ago
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Ronan Lynch
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sunny12th · 5 months ago
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I dont go here and I dont really care but these 'criston cole is female coded' posts are so. just so fucking stupid.
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yeyinde · 3 months ago
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preacher's daughter (Ethel Cain inspired) and biker Ghost would go so hard. all that corruption, religious trauma/catholic guilt, and small town gothic misery, you know?
sheltered daughter meets violence personified. the devil and the sacrificial lamb. you meet him when you wander up to the motorcycle club on the outskirts of town with a pamphlet about salvation clutched in your trembling hands. he leans his big, intimidating frame against the door jamb, and with his arms crossed over his broad chest, says must be good on your knees, aren't you, birdie?
(you answer with an earnest yes, sir, i worship on my knees everyday and pretend the heat that flares in your belly when he groans is from the too-hot sun; the first of many sins.)
later that evening, your daddy tells you that he's an honest and good man, but sometimes he prays that God strikes that vile place right down. you bite your tongue and nod, but sneak out at night and meet him there where you slip into silk lingerie and dance on stage just for him. he tells every man there that if he catches them staring at you, he'll stab them in the eyes, and you think it's the most romantic thing you'd ever heard.
it's love letters carved into the sunbleached bones of a half-submerged deer left to rot in the stagnant bog just outside of the abandoned white chapel. something watches you from the dark stained glass windows as he runs his tattooed fingers over your skin, leaving smears of gunpowder and soot.
(someone set the old man's car on fire—the who leered at you while you stood in the choir, wearing your lily white dress and sang glory be while you tried to forget what those tattooed hands felt like when they slipped under your skirt and between your thighs.
the old man was still inside—)
they call him a ghost. a demon. you call him Simon and daydream during bible study that you'll run away together. hop on the back of his old Harley and forget this place ever existed.
a daydream that quickly turns into a nightmare when your sordid relationship comes to light, and your daddy threatens to have him locked away for good. there's a gun in the safe upstairs. you think about the time Simon dragged you into the woods to shoot at cans and lose your faith under the sweltering sun when you pull the trigger.
"for us," you tell him, breathing in the dank church air ripe with sin and the stench of blood. "i did it for us."
it's leaning on the back of his Harley with your fingers threaded around his thick waist as the town grows smaller and smaller in the distance. staring up at the endless blue sky and grinning wide because you finally got your monster of a man wrapped around your finger.
(and all it took was a little deal made with the thing that lives in the abandoned church.)
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henry-fox-biggest-stan · 11 months ago
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Nico truly is the character ever. He’s gay, he’s autistic, he has adhd and dyslexia, he has depression, he has ptsd, he’s a cane user, his body is full of scars, he can raise the dead, he’s Italian, he’s originally from the 30s, his memory was erased, he has a cool sword, he loves so much it will be his doom, he’s the son of hades, he has beef with Cupid, he knows gods and creatures from all mythologies around the world, he can teleport, gods love him but people his age are scared of him, he’s a practican pagan who used to be catholic, he’s emo, he’s both a younger sibling and an older sibling, he’s the first person ever to go to Tartarus and come back alive, and he did it twice, he’s in a autistic4autistic relationship, he’s short, he’s Antigone and Joan of arc, he was turned into a dandelion and into corn once, he was homeless, he’s getting therapy from the god of wine and parties, he killed a guy, he’s guilt and sacrifice personified, he’s 15 years old, he
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orgasming-caterpillar · 6 months ago
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Charles Leclerc is my favourite driver not because he's hot or he's babygirl or whatever. He's my sacrificial lamb. He's god's favourite offering. His fur is soft and his eyes have a look that say "doomed since the beginning". Every Sunday the blade meets his throat and he bears no resistance. He's catholic guilt personified
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franzkafkagf · 5 months ago
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i have a soft spot for crispy and i am just now reminded how he sounded in S2E4 after he fell off his horse, trying to get to aeg, sounded like he broke his ribs and punctured his lung damn :( poor guy can’t catch a break
catholic-guilt personified criston cole when he realizes that he raised both jesus and judas
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aheroonahistorybookpage · 7 months ago
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I need to talk about the fact that Eddie hasn't seemed happy for any full episode of this season.
7x01 - The whole Shannon and Christopher thing.
7x02 - The whole Hen and IA thing.
7x03 - Boy was stressed about Bobby and Athena being missing.
7x04 - Pretty much sunshine (from Buck's POV) until Buck hurts him (also feels guilty about this).
7x05 - Catholic Guilt galore. Relationship issues. More Shannon sadness.
7x06 - Sad boy when Buck wasn't excited when he got to the bachelor party.
7x07 - More Shannon sadness. Messy behaviour.
Like, he's had scenes of happiness, but overall, the vibe has been sad.
The Madney Wedding episode and the 100th episode were the closest, limited screen time but drunk good times with his bestie in the former and Buck seeing him as just being sunshine personified in the latter.
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ghostcathedrals · 1 year ago
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// catholic guilt, sacrilege, nsfw, fluff (what), perversion, stalking, mention of blood, corruption
devil!toji vampire priest!toji do things to me actually
devil!toji who was supposed to possess and wreak havoc in a community church but ends up meeting a young nun/priest/celibate who is newly ordained or welcomed into solemnity. so entranced, he decided to stray away from his original plan and watched over them. of course this isn't fully domesticated or whatever. he watches their every move, their every prayer, his ghost stands before them, atop the altar they pray to. with his ghostly touch, he will thrust out his arms and let his hands cup their cheeks. moving closer, he pecks their lips.
they feel the cold sensation on their cheeks and lips, suddenly scrambling away from the altar. confused and nervous, they look around the room searching for something or someone, but toji only looks at them amusingly. he then falls to the floor and cages them with his legs and arms like a veil. his breath coldly against their ear, he whispers, "believe in me, and only me."
"w-what?" they ask, fear rising up to their mouth like bile. "w-who are you?"
the questions themselves give way for them to finally see the ghost ⎯ devil ⎯ who has been bothering them in the middle of their prayer. his sinister grin towering over them and blocking everything else brings tendrils of shiver down their spine. "you're pristine like flowers, but i can easily stain you like blood coating snow."
"whoever you are, my faith is stronger and i am not afraid of you."
"really?" he purrs, dropping lower so his slowly personifying figure is weighing them down further. "let me know if you're faith is stronger in two weeks, 'kay?" then he pulls away.
"whatever do you mean, two weeks?"
toji merely grins and response before disappearing into smoke.
so they carry burden of a devil always behind them, watching their every move, even when they are in the bathroom. oftentimes they get flustered when they can tell they're being watched. then they end up begging toji not to stalk them, but of course they have a price to pay for that. you can imagine what the price is.
but there are times when there are strict and mean superiors, or like churchgoers who gossip behind them, so when one time they got too sad/cried about it, toji made sure he went back to their plan and became the people's nightmare.
apparently, no one gets to hurt the devil's angel.
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kaldurrr · 1 year ago
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obsessed with sebastian “everything that i am and ever was is dirty and sinful. i will never be enough but i want to be. if i can’t be innocent i want to be enough. i want to be whole. i cannot get want i want because want is sinful and i will never change.” vael. he’s sooooo fucked. fantasy catholic guilt personified.
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lessnearthesun · 1 month ago
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How would we even begin to describe Adam………
He’s the only true Male Eldest Daughter. He has the soul a harried single mother Doing Her Best in the body of a 20 year old man from Virginia. He’s Catholic guilt personified. His levels of repression would leave the DSM baffled. He’s a saint. He’s a bit of a loser. He’s the only man to understand Sonia Marmeladov. He’s my bestest friend in all the world <3
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pokes the rtc fandom with a stick. I have been thinking about swap aus as we all do and came to the thought that if any of the kids were to swap with karnak, it would have to be jane, but they’re honestly so similar that idk if much would change
both are ambiguously robotic/doll-like/inanimate beings with a tendency to spout trivia and existential musings with little awareness of how it sounds to others. both have little knowledge of what it’s like to actually BE a human— jane recalls next to nothing from her life, and karnak has only ever been on the outside looking in. both have an element of uncertainty surrounding their personhood (jane wonders if she has a soul, karnak is allegedly merely a machine and has no idea what will happen to him when he dies). both are deadpan little weirdos who freak the other characters out more than a smidgen. both are deeply lonely.
I’ve seen a theory floating around that jane never existed— as in, was never a mortal who boarded the roller coaster— and was only an invention by karnak, a “last hurrah” of his magic to teach the other kids a lesson. while that idea is interesting, I don’t personally buy it, but I do wonder how much of what we see of “jane’s” personality, existential and distant and morbid, has been a fill-in-the-blank on karnak’s part due to her lack of memory. if she recalls nothing, how does she know about lion infanticide or saint peter? maybe catholic school guilt just transcends space and time
if they were swapped, you’d still end up with a spacey, mechanic teen with no memories and a penchant for macabre tidbits. and you’d still end up with a somewhat-too-human robot with more loneliness than they’d like to admit. except maybe the former also tends towards deadpan sarcasm and the latter, instead of a rat, has personified her precious dolly as her only companion in the years upon years of solitude she spent stuck in that warehouse.
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bucknastysbabe · 9 months ago
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More wood for your Cole fire
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THW WAY I JUST SCREECHED OUT LOUD LIKE CACKLED HE JUST BLURTED THAT SHIT IMMEDIATELY
Criston is catholic guilt personified istg
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teslathelame · 2 years ago
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Shiki is like. Catholic guilt personified without actually having catholic guilt. His phantometal is literally a rosary. Its called the Rosary of Repentance. He blames himself for the death of his best friend who hes very adamant that he killed (this is his trauma) He's the one Ryuu bites all the time. His weakness is that he's coerced easily. He has panic attacks literally every other voice drama. I kept a tally of who had the most and he won by a fair margin. He has a near photographic memory when it comes to music. He takes care of the cacti at the bar TCW owns. He's an orphan. He's practically adopted by Saimon and Youhei (like Ryuu) he's like. So insanely catholic guilt coded without actually canonically mentioning God or catholicism at all. His MC name is MC Nanashi, which means nameless/anonymous
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Hes so. Squishes him
ooohhhhhhhh he is so shaped<3333 this guy looks like you could stomp on his foot and he would apologize. not that you would ever want to cos just lookat him🥺🥺
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aquariusxiv · 3 months ago
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Thinking about 1920s catholic lesbians in denial in the hopes it'll distract me. My half of the pair might be developing self-awareness about it despite all my effort to keep the bit going.
Sophie Jennings, originally Zofia Dzienkiewski before getting the Ellis Island special, is from an ethnically and culturally Polish family living in the Austrian city of Bielsko (what with Poland not existing/having been partitioned at the time. Born in 1899, her family crossed the ocean in 1911 before settling down in Arkham, Massachusetts, due to her father owning some land and a building suitable to run his garage out of. Both Tomasz/Thomas (Sr., her brother was also named Tomasz/Tommy) and Zofia/Sophia were naturally gifted with engines and mechanics, repairing both vehicles and whatever odd appliance was brought into their shop. The family adopted English names and send Tommy and youngest sister Kasia/Cassie to school. Despite goals of assimilation they fell back into the ease of speaking Polish at home, leaving all the children with conversational fluency and Zofi a thick accent untempered by an immersive English-speaking environment. Since making friends due to shared eldritch dreams she has gotten more comfortable insisting they call her the hybrid "Zofi", though strangers are still expected to use "Sophie." (Original non-lesbian core concept of the character was inspired by my own Babcia, Zofia, and the absolute *wrongness* I felt as a child hearing someone just casually insist on calling her Sophie when I was a ch
She's had first hand experience with lesbians working the factories during The War. Walked in on two women she didn't know kissing in the corner. Since she didn't see them again, she wasn't sure if they were deliberately avoiding her, of if they got caught and sacked. But that influenced primarily how she conceptualized it - women who kiss other women. Usually in the context of how much it seemed to align with her otherwise nebulous unexplained desires that since puberty she'd only had the words 'girls I like looking at' to describe it.
But also in the context that she wished she was one of those women. Regardless of how much the descriptor aligned with her desires she was lacking whatever officially made one a Woman Who Kissed Women and so she settled in for pining. Part of it was Catholic guilt as personified by 'what would my parents and Mary think if they saw me doing this from Heaven' which got partially alleviated in a somewhat unorthodox response to having your father's spirit brought back to life briefly and conveying that he was not, in fact, watching from Heaven. (She had deliberately avoided dwelling on the implications, whether this means he's unable to watch her from Heaven, or unable to watch her from Heaven.) As for Mary and the other saints, by now they've seen her involved in other blasphemous enough that a little sapphism probably wouldn't be a big deal, right?
The other is that she just feels generally undesirable. She was built with stats supporting her being naturally very intelligent and good at problem solving but with a low education level indicating that she's a first-generation immigrant and English is her second language. (If the system allowed for additional granularity in language skills she'd also just have piss poor reading skills regardless of language, ad a result of not going to public school in favour of helping her parents at the mechanic shop they ran while her younger siblings were seen as 'still potentially able to assimilate' and so got to go to school. (This is mostly a post-hoc justification for why her accent is still so thick tbh but it fits well and informs other parts of the character.)
So because of the language barrier and generally seen as either frumpy or too masculine because of her owning and operating a mechanic garage and general repair shop she just doesn't think Americans would be interested in her
She lucked out, being the oldest child outliving her brother, her mother, then her father so inheritance passed on to her (probably with some help by the family lawyer firmly in her corner, incidentally my backup char if she dies) so she is incentivized against getting married because then the garage would immediately go to him; so most of her old-fashioned regulars who prefer her skill and service have mostly dropped the 'a woman your age should be married' nagging.
She met a nice fellow immigrant boy due to shared eldritch dreams and mistook empathy and solidarity if potential attraction, turns out he's around as gay as she is (or would be if she ever admitted it to herself) so they stayed close friends (I don't play it as much as I should but she thinks of Theo as her closest non-family, non-Evelyn friend; and after that she's trying to warm up to Edith and Charlie in that order. Matteo is a bit intense still. (Though initial joke of lavender marriage with Zofi and Matteo would be funny to bring back in the future if they both live.)
Evelyn, just mentioned, is her long-time crush. She first saw her singing in the choir at church after first immigrating to Arkham and was one of the first girls to get the early conceptualization of 'like looking at.' They lost touch for a while, then were re-introduced by shared eldritch dreams but Zofi didn't recognize her because of a new haircut and dye and a recent marriage changing her last name (if Zofi even ever knew it) but the crush was back full force, now with firearm imagery and a new association of her crush with the smell of gunpowder.
In the interim teenage years Zofi played on a local girl's baseball team, the Mighty Mermaids, headed by team captain Asenath Marsh, originally of Innsmouth. Her needing to return home to participate in a traditional family ceremony was part of why the team fell apart, though the biggest reason was the girls getting old enough and getting married, usually moving away from town. Zofi nursed a crush born of admiration on Asenath, though her major atteaction was teammate Florence St. John. Originally from Newfoundland, she and Zofi found solidarity in a shared immigrant experience even if the circumstances were slightly different. Florence may have been mutually attracted, but Zofi's lack of self awareness would have made her ignorant to her friend and teammate's advances. Florence left one day, unannounced. She might have moved, might have died or disappeared mysteriously. (Another backup character ideal should he uhh not have died...)
With Evelyn back in her life Zofi found any excuse to be near her. This worked our well, Evelyn felt a need to make sure Zofi got to experience the nightlife, inviting her along to her and Theo's performances at nightclubs and speakeasies. After a month long absence dealing with a family emergency in Boston, Evelyn returned with the dye mostly gone and her natural hair growing back, both making Zofi recall her earlier admiration from afar and making her fall even more head over heels. (I don't remember if they ever talked about knowing each other from church that young, that should be a scene we do, Evkat)
Lately the two are even more unseperable. Zofi's more carefree attitude following her revelation about her father has led to some quasi-romantic flirting that Zofi consistently categorizes as "teasing", though her recent injury via impaled on the limb of an eldritch spiderman (of the Boston Spidermans) led to "Evka", Zofi's Polish familiar diminutive/nickname for her, to fret and comfort her via kissing her hand and a declaration of love - at the time Zofi had already been administered morphine so she chided Evka for teasing her again before rambling about always wanting to be the kind of woman who kisses... something unpronouncable before falling asleep. Will Zofi have the courage to bring this conversation up again or just do the tried and true Catholic strategy of pretending it didn't happen while Evka is visiting to help look after her during recovery (so her sister isn't the only one doing so).
Perhaps the third option of bringing up some of earlier teasing to get some actual flirting in. Go for it Zofi you are limited only by the points I put in your social skills. Oh. Shit. Quick, pivot to showing off your forklift certification via Use Heavy Machinery!
(One of these days I want to build a pulp/weird science mech to use with UHM but Zofi is too practical a character and would absolutely be the type to just go "but a tank would be better than making it walk")
TL;DR I live my awkward little Polish grease monkey with a collection of modified baseball bats for combat and her massive requited(?) crush on a redheaded Irish-American club singer/possible mob sniper and assassin (it's fine don't worry about it.) Despite call of cthulhu not really have mechanics for changing starting characteristics she's been lifting weights to build up her strength (in flavour anyway) and has been feeling more confident about ahowing off her newly toned/defined arms.
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ao3feed-ateez · 4 months ago
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on the outside of heaven
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/C4tdzKU by billykaplan Here is Yunho with a fire lapping at his heels; a wolf’s teeth at his bared throat, ready to sink in; off the edge of a cliff, the shifting rock crumbled beneath his feet, and now he’s in free-fall. Here is San, unbearable in his determination; a stubborn streak a mile wide with a kind-hearted soul; the fire personified, his teeth bared to sink in, a more merciful fate than a tumble into the sea. Here lies the crux of what is happening between them. Words: 18353, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Jeong Yunho, Choi San, ATEEZ Ensemble Relationships: Choi San/Jeong Yunho Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Western, Cowboys, Parental Issues, Implied/Referenced Prostitution, Catholicism, Catholic Guilt, Repression, Horses, Smoking, Guns, non-graphic animal death, Loss of Virginity, Outdoor Sex, Dry Humping, Fingering, Praise Kink, Barebacking, Excessive Metaphor Usage, Ambiguous/Open Ending read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/C4tdzKU
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falst · 2 years ago
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I hope the Paladin Champion is Catholic guilt personified I hope he is fallen angel coded and Christ in Hell I hope he shows up again before arc 1 ends
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