#religion warning

[k4i-gifz]

The most prettiest angels!!

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Hatsune miku stimboard!!

The girl, the lord, the legend!!

[southwesternworldbuildersllc]

A d-centric religion where yanderes are believed to be zombies.

They are the reincarnations of people who didn’t die good deaths, or whose souls are restless. They should be resting peacefully in the afterlife, and yet here they are, back in the chaotic land of the living.

Listless, they spread death everywhere they go, jealous of those around them who are alive, and eventually latch onto a particular living person, their darling. They’ll then slowly and agonizingly drain the darling’s life force through traumatization in a futile effort to become alive again. It never works, though. The darling is just left as another husk, and the yandere is unfulfilled. Once the darling dies, they too will reincarnate as a yandere, and the cycle continues unless the yandere is caught and exorcised.

[rayeternal]

sol never being the type of god to want sacrifices or what have you, he'd be okay with just having something like feasts to be honest. he'd want the sun to be celebrated with parties and the such !

[fernsnailz]

i thank you, shadow the hedgehog

[graphic--horde]

Angel blinkies

I just found a TON and thought it'd be cool to put em here

[latenightdaydreams]

Hi,hi😘🤗😄

Demon! König X Nun!Reader

First of all I honestly want to tell you that I really like your posts and the way you write your fanfics, every day the first thing I do after waking up is usually go to Tumblr, to check if you have posted anything.

Tôi thấy bạn đã từng viết về các linh mục! Konig X Nun! người đọc, sau đó tôi muốn khác biệt

The reader was awakened in the middle of the night by a strange noise outside the church, encountered a stranger drenched in the rain, because of her kindness and naivety, she gave the stranger shelter from the rain overnight and was raped.

Tôi sẽ vui cả ngày nếu bạn trả lời tôi về yêu cầu này, yêu bạn 😘😍🤩❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much🥰 It always means to much when I get such sweet messages😭🩷 And yes!!

Demon!König x Nun!Reader (fem)

🚫MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING🚫

As always, please skip if you cannot handle or do not enjoy graphic topics! Your mental health matters! I hope you all have a great day💗

MDNI🔞

Master List✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, non-con, p in v, virginity loss, religious themes

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War has torn apart the village you live in, leaving only the solace of the Lord to get you through these dark and depressing times. You’re fast asleep in your bedroom within the church walls when a loud crashing sound wakes you up. Quickly, you stand, putting a scarf over your hair, then grab your purple robe and wrap it around your body. You pick up your flashlight as you walk through the dark church to inspect the noise.

You open up the front doors of the church and look around, shining the flashlight into the darkness as heavy rainfalls in front of you. Not exactly wanting to get wet, you decide to chalk the sound up to thunder. That’s when your eyes focus on the outline of a large individual. You shine your light on him to see it’s a man shivering from the icy rain. Instantly, you feel a strange feeling about this man. Where did he come from? You shake that feeling away, deciding to do what God would want you to do.

“Sir? Are you alright?” You call out to him.

König lifts his head as blonde hair falls over his face, his eyes roaming down your form hidden by your robe. Your voice sounds so sweet, almost as sweet as he’s sure you’ll taste. A little nun is left all alone when most villagers have gone off to war or died.

“Ja, I’m just lost.” He lies so effortlessly. “I lost contact with my family and I don’t know where I am.”

You look at him up and down. The man is massive and his Austrian accent is thick. With a quick glance around, you decide the holy thing to do is to let him inside, at least for the night. He could get sick in the rain and pass. That’s not something you could live with.

“Please, come inside for the night. I have a cot you could sleep on. Let yourself rest up as the rain passes.”

“Danke.”

König approaches the steps of the church, his tall stature towering over you as passes you to step inside the dark church. He looks around as you close the doors again, locking them once more. As you approach him again with the flashlight in hand, he gets to see your features up close, noting how delicate you look.

“I’m König.” He holds his hands out to shake yours.

“Sister y/n.” You place your much smaller dainty hand in his, his skin feeling warm to the touch.

His pale blue eyes linger on yours, seemingly reflecting in the darkness. The sight causes your heart to skip a beat, but you convince yourself it was a flash of lightning. König can smell your fear, your innocence. Such a tiny little thing, he will have fun ruining you.

“I have a cot and extra blankets that you can use for tonight. The priest might have left behind something you can fit into so you can let your uniform dry.”

“Thank you, Sister.”

As you walk forward into the back of the church, König follows closely behind; his eyes traveling up and down your body. You open up a door on the left, a closet where everything was kept. König lingers by the door as you bend over to grab blankets from the basket and then grab a cot.

“Let me, Sister.” König reaches out, grabbing the items from your arms.

“Thank you.” His kind gestures relax you and make you feel better about your decision to help him. “You can set up in the church and I’ll go to the old priest’s room to look for clothing.”

König nods, stepping back to allow you room to walk past. His eyes follow what direction you go in, lingering in his spot for a few seconds before dropping everything and following you. With quiet and careful steps, he follows you up a short staircase to the bedroom. The old wooden door creaks open. The room has a lantern lit showing a large cross with bloody Jesus hanging over the queen size bed.

You turn quickly to see König stepping inside, this time that deep sinking feeling isn’t as easy to shake away. He gets uncomfortably close, invading your personal space. One of his hands comes up and caresses the side of your face, slowly moving up to push your veil off and exposing your hair underneath. A light gasp leaves your lips as you turn to grab it, only to be stopped by his hand grabbing your arm.

“Please, let me go.” You whimper with fear in your voice.

“Sister y/n, so young and trusting. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to trust strange men?” He smiles, revealing his sharp teeth.

“Please, don’t hurt me.”

“I’m not going to hurt you.” His grip on your wrist tightens as he pulls you to him. “I’m going to make you feel amazing, Sister.”

König grabs a fistful of hair in his hand, pulling your head back. With his other hand he pulls at the ties of your robe, pulling the garment from your body to expose the thin white nightgown you have on below. His hands grope you, grabbing at your breasts through the fabric while you try your hardest to fight back against him. It was no use; he is so much stronger than you.

With little effort he drags your body to the bed, slamming you down on it. The breath gets knocked out of you as your eyes go wide looking at him. His once blue eyes, now pitch black as he smiles down at you with a wicked grin.

“Wh—what are you?”

“An angel.” He says mockingly as he laughs at your fear.

König leans down and licks your face, causing you to try and turn away in disgust. He bites your jaw, both of his hands bringing your wrist together above your head. In one hand he holds your wrist, pining you to the bed right where he wants you. His other hand slips beneath the hem of your gown and caresses your inner thigh.

With all of your might you try to close your legs and stop his hand from gliding up further. It’s no use, his fingers hook the fabric of your white cotton panties and pull them off of your body. His fingers squeeze your mound before slipping his fingers between your slit.

“Please stop! You can’t do this!”

“I can and I am.” He presses his lips against yours in a painful kiss as his hand rubs back and forth on your sensitive clit.

Your both writhes underneath his body as he touches you. Shameful moans leave you and are muffled into his mouth. His tongue swirls around yours before biting down painfully on your bottom lip. You cry out as the taste of cooper fills your mouth.

“Stand up, get undressed.”

König moves off of you and begins to pull off his black shirt and undo his pants. You stand, trembling as you take your nightgown off. As you stand naked in front of him, you begin to pray. He laughs loudly listening to your prayers. He grabs your hair harshly and drags you to the end of the bed, pushing you down.

The only think you see when you look up is Jesus Christ on the cross, looking down at you as he pulls your hair. You don’t stop praying as König slaps his cock on your ass. He presses himself against your asshole before dropping down to the entrance of your virgin pussy. As you pray to send the demon König away, his hips buck forward slipping his cock into your tight cunt.

“Oh, you feel so heavenly Sister.” König’s voice a low growl as he thrust his hips into you.

Streaks of blood left behind from his fat cock tearing your hymen. Your face scrunches in a shameful mix of pleasure and pain. His cock bullies its way deeply inside of you, making sure he completely fills you.

“Please God, save me—”

“Ja, beg your God to save you, Taube.” His hips slam harder into you, your pussy fluttering as you try to adjust to him. Your prayers don’t stop. As if truly thinking you matter. “Your god doesn’t care about you. You’re all alone. Here. With me. I’m your god now.”

“No!” Your fingers grab at the bedsheets and squeeze as you feel how wet you’re getting, your body betraying you and enjoying every painful thrust.

König pulls his cock out and yanks you back by your hair roughly. “Open.” You do as he asks, fear in your eyes as you look up at him. He slips his cock into your mouth, moving his body over yours so that you’re leaning back between his legs. His hips begin to thrust into your mouth, shoving himself down your throat.

You gag; your hands hit his ass trying to stop but it only encourages him more. Tears pour down your face as spit begins to bubble at the edges of your mouth and fall down your face. Your body tenses as you try to not vomit. The salty taste of his precum of coppery taste of your cunts blood mix and add to the unpleasant sensation.

He pulls back, slapping his slobbery cock on your face as your gasp for air. “Pray to me, pray I fuck you.”

As you’re gasping for air, you feel broken down. A demon entered the hold grounds and is breaking your vow to the lord. God nowhere to be found as you plea for his salvation. With trembling lips, you pray.

“Dear König, please fuck me. Please fuck my pussy.” Tears roll down your cheeks as you gaze up with puffy lips.

“Perfect Sister. Perfect.” He pushes you back onto the cold wooden floor as he crawls on top of you, shoving his cock back inside of you.

After that night, your faith in God has never been the same. There is no feeling of the Holy Spirit around you, only the empty and cold walls of an old building. The demon named König visits you in your dreams to torment you. You often spend your days staring blankly into space, waiting for König to come back and claim you again.

[aphidclan-clangen]

part 2 out of 3

[paleodictyoptera]

The Church's gravitation towards Evangelical ideology is the worst thing that's ever happened to it. At least in 1800's Missouri we died confident in our faith as my ancestors were hunted for sport; now it's rotting us inside out as the far right deceive the very elect into the kind of wickedness that makes floods happen.

[pigswithwings]

A Guide On Lessening Yourself

(Or, What To Do Before They Cut You Open)

This guide has been created to prepare you for your upcoming procedure. Please read carefully and follow all directions in order to have the safest experience.

RECOMMENDATIONS:

- Do not eat. (Required; at least 3 hours before the procedure starts. No meats, no vegetables, no grains, and especially no fruits. Any remaining food that is being digested will get in the way.)

- Do not drink. (Required; at least 2 hours before the procedure starts. No water, soda, juice, soup, milk, coffee, or energy drinks. Any remaining fluids will get in the way.)

- Do not bleed. (Required; at least 1 month before the procedure. No paper cuts, nosebleeds, injuries or other form of your own blood leaving your body. Restriction of the expression of your mortality is imperative.)

- Do not dream. (Strongly suggested; at least 1 month before the procedure starts. No daydreams, no hopes, no wishes, no lifelong goals, and no nightmares. Avoid losing yourself within any fantastical trappings - these are the vestiges of a mortal mind.)

TIPS:

BEFORE

- Make sure to confirm your procedure date. Whether by checking online, asking your doctor, or praying, it's of utmost importance that you remember the specific time and day of your event.

- Make certain that this procedure is for you.

Though the process has already been scheduled, you still have options if you're unsure. Asking God or previous patients are the most authentic ways to learn about this process. Consider the benefits and consequences of the procedure as a whole - this will undoubtedly affect your life, but will it be more negative rather than positive? Will you be able to be happy again? If you are willing to accept such possibilities, continue on. Should you choose to, however, you may still opt out before the scheduled date by telling your doctor and/or healthcare provider.

DURING

- Make sure to arrive early to your procedure. Timeliness is key.

- Be flexible with your interviewers. Many angels are unfamiliar with human languages and may instead choose to communicate directly inside your mind. This may cause discomfort as well as the feeling of being stripped into nothingness. Don't panic and remember that you deserve a chance at holiness, regardless of your humanity.

- Be polite. Though your angel interviewers may have already visited Earth before, human customs are often difficult to adjust to. If an interviewer makes a social faux pas (such as revealing their true form), brush it off and continue the conversation as best you can.

- Be prepared for any questions regarding your past attachments, relationships, possessions, etc. If you've prepared well, you'll be able to answer with full honesty that you have left all possible remnants of humanity behind - that means no mistakes, no regrets, and no emotions.

- Should you pass the interview (you will be told after they have finished), be ready to experience anywhere from a small to large amount of pain. This experience usually lasts around 20 seconds, but some say it feels like an eternity of blinding, searing light. The scale of your pain will be a direct result of how successful you were at stripping away your humanity; the agony that follows will be the angels burning it off of you.

- Wait through the pain.

- Wait through the pain.

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- Wait through the pain.

- Wait through the pain.

- Wait through the pain.

- Wait thought it.

- Wait through it.

- Wait

AFTER

- If you've successfully passed the interview, survived the procedure, and become an angel, congratulations! The following tips are only suggestions, but may help you in adjusting to your new existence.

- Avoid brightening your divine light too much at once. You'll quickly realize that your new eyes are far more adjusted to light than a human's, making the world appear dimmer than before.

- Avoid speaking out loud to others for the first few millenium, as this may cause harm if done incorrectly. Instead, practice "speaking" through the visual and audible expression of abstract concepts.

- Don't expect to visit Earth again. More often than not, angels avoid the human world (most say it's too painful to linger), so it's very unlikely that you'll return. Don't come back if you possibly can.

Finally, enjoy your new status as part of the divine. Not many people get to experience the feeling - you have made it! Please enjoy the rest of infinity.

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Karoley Aleron stimboard!

Karoley is a character in my series “decaying desires”. Honestly love him so much hes so silly

[southwesternworldbuildersllc]

The God of Punishment is now named Aia-Reshk (anagram for despair and shackle).

[jupiter--dream]

3:6

"And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat..."

"Finally, tired, with fear and unsteadiness, Nightmare decided to show everyone that he wasn't bad, that he could be good, that he could protect the golden fruits just like his little brother."

Someone was having thoughts about the apples and symbolism and Nightmare, like. I am not immune to all of this, like yes Dream is my blorbo overall but like come onnnnnnn

[eyeballsoup7310]

I just remembered Becky has religious parents which means I get to be weird and queer about stained glass windows and bugs again

(Sorry about the grainy quality, all of my Becky drawings get super compressed for some reason)

[c0ckedgun]

guardian angel

[latenightdaydreams]

Love your writing! I always check in to make sure you’ve posted and eat up your stories! How about Priest König and nun reader pt 3?

Thank you🥰 Ofc!!

Priest!König x Nun!Reader Part 3 (fem)

Part 1, Part 2

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, BDSM, non-con, religion, fingering, oral, recording

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In the pews you kneel alongside your fellow sisters. It's early morning prayers, a time for peace, yet you cannot find any. What happened yesterday still clouds your mind. The mantra of the lord’s prayer fades out around you as you zero in on the sound of heavy footsteps marching down the middle aisle.

Father König holds his hand out his hand to you with a stoic look on his face. The fact you can’t read his emotions makes your heart sink; you never know what to expect whenever König summons you. You stand and walk down the aisle, careful to not disturb anyone. He says nothing to you, he simply turns and has you follow him like a sheep.

Through the door behind the altar, you follow him up some stairs to his office. He gestures for you to walk in, so you do. In the corner of the room, you notice a camera and also some leather items on his desk. The door slams shut and locks. Before you can turn around to ask Father what he wants, he pulls you by the back of your veil and walks you to his desk, pressing your face into the cold wood.

“Du bist eine Hure.” His words came out filled with venom. “You continue to tempt me to break my vows.”

“I haven’t done a thing!” You protest as he bunches up the fabric of your habit, exposing your simple cotton panties.

“Don’t speak back to me!” Father König spanks you harshly, causing your body to tense from the stinging pain. “Get up.”

König removes his hand from your head to allow you to stand up. He grabs the edge of your underwear and undresses you. Then grabbing the restraints, he has for you, dropping to his knees to fasten them around your thighs. You hold your dress up as you look towards the camera noticing the flashing light; he’s recording this.

“On the desk, face down with your hips up.”  His stern tone leaves no room to argue.

With trembling legs, you climb on to the desk using the chair next to you to help you up. You kneel as you slowly lower your face back to the cold wood. He grabs your arms on both sides, securing them to the restraints around your thighs before also securing your feet, leaving you helpless in a strict frog-tie restrain.

König grabs his bible and a braided whip. He opens up to a passageway he has marked as he walks around the desk, whipping your bare ass. Pained moans leave your lips as you jerk from every hit. Your desperate pleas fall on deaf ears, König has no intentions on stopping. Instead of taking responsibility for breaking his vows and yours, he will punish you for being easy to lust after.

“Please Father König!” You cry out once more.

König looks down at your sore rear, welts forming on your delicate flesh. His bible thumps against the ground as he drops the holy book. He can’t stop himself as he walks to you, pressing his lips against the supple and warm flesh. The feeling of his lips causes you to flinch from the pain.

“Es tut mir leid Liebe.”

He continues to kiss every inch of your plump ass, one of his hands gently begins to rub between your warm slit. There is nothing more he craves than to be back inside of you, to feel your precious cunt embrace his fat cock. His fingers rub back and forth as his mouth makes its way to your tight asshole. You tense as you feel the new sensation of his warm tongue and you let out a surprised moan.

“You’re so… süß.”

Father König pulls back slightly to watch as he slips his middle finger into your pussy, his pointer straining to push into your ass. “There you go. Bad girl…” He says as he slowly moves his arm back and forth. His lips continue to pepper kisses over your supple flesh as he watching his fingers fuck you. The beautiful sounds coming from your mouth causing the tip of his cock to leak in his pants.

His free hand fumbles to free his cock from his pants. Any vows he’s made to the church or the Lord are out the window. All he wants is you. Your body, your mind, your soul; every single inch of you. He wants you to worship him as if he himself is a god. His hand grasps his cock as he jerks off.

“You’re so tight.” He growls, nipping at your flesh. “I need you.”

“Please no, Father. Think about God—”

“Shut up!” He barks, angry that you’d even attempt to disobey him. “When you’re in my presence, I am your god! Do you understand?!”

“Y-yes Father.”

“Good! Now shut up and let me stretch that pretty little cunt.”

His pants fall to the floor with a soft thud as he kicks his shoes off and steps out of his pants. He turns to grab the camera and adjusts it so that it captures a lot of what was about to happen. Your body is getting tired from being in this position for so long, but you know Father is only getting started with you.