#sins of the flesh is such a good update i'm living

[b0nelessdoodles]

tfw you're three deep in anchordeep and you get the notif that you're baby has been neglected so you turn into a speedrunner to get home

[shaisuki]

❝ WOUNDS FOR ME TO HEAL. ❞

✞ FEATURING. BULLY! GOJO SATORU AND GETO SUGURU

▶ SERIES MASTERLIST

CONTENT WARNINGS. body image + talks about insecurities + mentions of past traumas + angst + ooc geto and gojo. i wrote this at five am and i still have not sleep yet.

NOTES. i'm sorry for the lack of update on this series. I've kind of lost interest in this one since i'm no good in plotting and writing multiple chaps. you can read from how it have gotten boring starting from the previous chapters. i apologize now for the confusion of the plot.

SYNOPSIS. to break from the past you desperately want to forget, facing them is the only choice you have left to move forward and is forgiveness is easy to be given as it was forgetting.

your fingers reach for the switch. flipping it and the light turns on, illuminating the bathroom where you spent your days staring at the large mirror by the sink. back in the days you avoided mirrors finding your reflection repulsive added by the torture where they forced you to touched yourself. confidence isn't the only qualities you wished you have and maybe thing weren't be this bad. a constant battle to yourself where you always lose.

grabbing the collar of your coat, you slowly removed it, followed by stripping out of your blouse and then your pants until you were left in your undergarments. there in the mirror stood you.

your reflection clear as the daylight and you can see every imperfections that you hated. the words came echoing how the strangers surrounded you holds such sharp tongues about your body when they didn't live on it. the venom in the words stinging your skin like it was a sin to grew with a body you have.

you scan your body with every flaw you can see starting from your face. round and the baby fat since you were born didn't dissolve as you grew up. the cheeks remains the same. you slightly cringe at the pain surfacing. this is where gojo have pinched your cheeks so bad that they started to bruise. he pays no attention to your eyes swelling with tears, too indulged in the feeling of the softness of your cheeks that he can't believe that they were that squishy and the many times where they would grasp it when they force to look in the eyes. geto is cruel when he comes to cup your cheeks in his hands and your jaw also.

then your eyes. the eyes you own where it cried tears. there's nothing bad about them. it just it have seen the hundreds of event in where they defiled you. the degrading actions you have done out of their expenses and you hear nanami's words. “they're kind. the gentlest of eyes i have seen in a person. never to cloud with wrath and kindness is the only thing you could ever see.” you remember him saying that to you. one night when you're in the brink of losing yourself and you lost the hope to move forward. you find his own eyes staring back at you. honey is the color of them and when you look farther it's brown and then this close it's a different shade of color. a sugar caramelizing in a hot pan and the thought of nanami's eyes brought you peace.

you see your lips curving into a smile in the reflection but it turns into a thin line when your eyes move to look at your flabby arms. the slightest of movement and just holding of it moves. you remember a joke to one of your skinny classmates that it is almost the size of their legs while it's true, you thought that they should have never pointed it out since you already knew it and it's not like within seconds it would disappear.

it was with you in a different time of the span of your life and then the biggest insecurity that comes into view is your stomach. it was round with the pooch almost drooping down but it is still big that pokes in tight shirts and where you find him lying down. your palms touch the squishy flesh. you grabbed a handful of it before letting it go. watching it jiggle and you look at it weird. it once carried life and after scrutinizing yourself from head to toe. you never changed and only gained the weight. you laugh at yourself like you heard something stupid. you tried to lost the weight but it's something that won't leave you and you accepted it. long ago where you've decided you want to be a better version for yourself and for the people that surrounds you, especially the two who have been your light.

after your little session with yourself, you made it a habit to do so. to remind what needed to be done and you won't be blinded again by such pretentious acts. part of you wanted to fight but you were weak and you cannot be weak when you want to fight. you set aside the thoughts for tonight, what happened earlier scared you. meeting him early wasn't intended but you did and it scares you. what if you suddenly revert back to the old helpless you. your body can betray you at such times and you needed a mind to remind and you scoff. you act like the wounds and how they scarred you didn't turned your flight or fight mode. there are things that much needed your attention and you're only starting to wrap things up.

after a quick bite, you quickly made your way to your work cubicle. paperwork's are starting to pile and you don't want to be buried underneath by it and you start except there was a huge bouquet of flowers sitting in your desk. an arrangement of deep purple hyacinths and daffodils. there's no note about it but you knew where this is coming from. without a second thought you grabbed the flower arrangement that cost more than what its worth and dunked it into your trash can. you didn't need it. it's a distraction and flowers won't make you forget and forgive. it would cost more than that.

sighing, you rubbed a sore spot in your temple. taking a big breath and exhaling. you settled in your chair. punching the keyboard with the documents needing to be submitted in the later day. glancing at the already wilting flowers rotting in your trash. this isn't going to be easier. they're already moving and sooner or later you're going to meet them. your fears already coming back and you clenched your fists. crumpling the paper you hold.

“satoru~”

a flirtatious voice coming from his fiancee who is seated on his lap. poking him with her acrylic nail in his cheek to get his attention. “you're not spending time with me anymore.” her voice sad and the gloss in her lips sticks upon pouting. gojo almost rolls his eyes but for appearances and to satiate his fiancee's attention from him, he plays along. “sayuri, i am. why are you in my lap then?” he bites his tongue from making it sound sarcastic but his fiancee was oblivious to it and continues her childish whims to to him.

“because i missed you and i want your attention.” her hands creeping up on his thigh and satoru winces from it. he hold her wrist. “laters, baby. i'm expecting company.” he interrupts her advances and it made her annoyed.

“with who?” she asks. batting those eyelashes that made her look like a stupid bitch. “suguru.” her eyes brightened like she received a good news. “then he won't mind.” she says. trying to convince him of staying but gojo isn't convinced in the slightest. sayuri's been desperately clinging to him since college and hasn't left his side ever she knows that they were about to be engaged and now engaged, she's been worst.

“private matters between us and it's not your business.” he doesn't look at her and his sight stays glued to his phone. sayuri smiles at him before kissing his cheeks and then getting up on his lap much to her dismay. she began to slowly walk away and part of her hopes he would call her and ask her to stay. say he don't mind and suguru could go fuck himself if he don't want her staying him but it was a far cry from what she hoped. deep down, she's always second to the bitch that got the best friends head over heels even if they won't show it, especially satoru but what about it, the fat bitch's probably dead and she's the winner. satoru belongs to her and later suguru would be next. the heels click against the cold floors and that's the only thing she hears as she walked away from her fiancé's office and with her thoughts.

his eyes search for something, specifically someone. the one who had been haunting him since that accident. your disappearance were a blow to him and he longs to see you again even a glimpse of you is enough to know you were alive and within in his grasp.

he spots you taking a phone call, papers in your hand as you diligently arranged them while being in a call and it was enough for him. a small smile etched in his face. while in the elevator ride, you didn't change after that. still plump and you look like you've gained more and his hands itched to touch you. feel your body move and hear your voice.

despite busy schedules he took time to meet satoru who was equally busy as him. he's building his own firm with the influence he have it won't take long before it's established and he already have people following him and he was earning from it.

the elevator dings, stepping out. he barely glanced at satoru's secretary. what's the reason to check up on his secretary when he usually frequents the building and is a long time friends with the ceo.

upon entering, he finds satoru in deep thought. “yo, satoru.” he casually calls him and satoru perks up at the sound of his voice. they settled in one of the couches except for where he's seated as the ceo.

“is there a progress, satoru?” he began. since you were in gojo's turf working under him, he let gojo shoot his shot at you and from the looks of it, the answer is disappointing and when this kind of dilemma occurs. patience isn't what satoru's next move. it would be brash and that will definitely spook you for good. suguru chuckles at satoru's silence before sipping from his cup or tea he brewed.

“flowers won't win her, satoru and certainly not those gifts you've been dumping on her desk. bet she'd thrown that out. she's not you fiancee.”

gojo groans at the thing where his fiancee is brought up and the failed attempts of wooing you anonymously. you know it was him but choose to ignore it without hesitation of dumping his gifts and not even showing the faintest of appreciation.

“and what do you propose, suguru?”

they both exchanges gazes and they know what the answer is. they have to meet you, personally.

it's been a year since you've started working here for the company and your supervisor have taken a liking to you. you were more like of her assistant than the other and you kinda felt bad about it since you're eclipsing her job but the other's fine with it means she could slack and you can even workloads now with the same pay check. you didn't complain though and with your supervisor being this attentive you might get the recommendation you needed to rise and it would be a good reference for when you're about to switch jobs.

currently, you were busy preparing the files that were needed for a meeting. the client decided they would like to meet up in a private restaurant. it wasn't a first to you since you've dealt previous appointments similar to this and besides your supervisor was going to be there or is she?

apparently, she have to cancel and let you handle this one since she trusts you she says before running to the upper floor to get her other duties. it was last minute that's why she have to let you go alone and you accepted it without hesitation cause you were just getting over proposals. get them to sign and you're done. it's courtesy to transact faster.

a high-end restaurant is where they have decided and you weren't surprised by it. half of the work force who have the same job as yours and exclusive clients choose to use restaurants like this as a meeting place.

upon arrival, you greeted the host and told the name of the client.

“hi, i have the reservation under mr. kobayashi for three pm.” you politely inform him and the host nods before ushering you to a private room. “mr. kobayashi informed us that he will be running late and you have to wait here.” the host told you and you nod. understanding the situation and this happens occasionally. you thanked him before seating in one of the chairs. you didn't bother to notice the arrangements since your supervisor isn't available at the moment. thus, you began to review the files you were about to show mr. kobayashi.

the doors open and that takes your attention from the files you were checking. your head low and when you raised your head. standing up to greet mr. kobayashi. the words for stuck before you can utter his name.

it wasn't mr. kobayashi, a balding man, whose in his fifties in a suit is what you expected instead it was two of them who have entered. a matching suit and tie but it differs in color. a navy colored suit is what gojo wear and a coal black suit for geto.

“stay where you are, (y/n). we have things to discuss.” suguru started and your legs felt weak. your heart beating rapidly and your hands starts to feel clammy. you want to throw up and just like that, it looks like you were teleported back in that cold room where you lay naked without a voice to speak and the strength to fight back.

after ordering the waiter to come back for a another hour, you feel trapped again with no means of escape. they can easily hold you down and worse, do it again. you have never felt this fear so you distract yourself from taking a sip of water.

they both sat down in their chairs beside you. not too far, not too close but it doesn't ease your nerves. you placed your hand in your thigh, your leg hasn't stopped shaking. a tick that developed, being triggered when you are put in a stress.

satoru places his hand in your shoulder. “don't touch me.” you muster the courage to speak up and he was quick to retract his hand back to its place. a touchy asshole who can't live without any physical contact. he was visibly annoyed and suguru shoots him a look.

“we won't do anything to you, (y/n). we just want answers.” suguru assures you. you take a brief look at him and you take a deep breath.

“answers for what? i'm not obligated to answer the questions you want to ask.” you swallowed thickly. you should have done it a long time ago. talk like this but you would get a spanking for it.

satoru rolls his eyes. you were this feisty since college and he's getting the full brunt of it right now. he's not the same anymore he would tell himself but sometimes he still is. “what happened to you that night?” is the first question he asked you. they know what happened to you that night but it would ease them if the answer comes from you.

you raised a brow at him. tears pooling at the corner of your eyes. you didn't have much memory of it except for when you woke up at a hospital with nanami and haibara at your side.

“i don't know. i just woke up in a hospital. doctors saying i was in coma for two days. might as well be dead.” you say without hesitation and you just want to leave this room.

their expressions is what you cannot make. disbelief? confusion? guilt? you laughed at the last part since when these two felt guilt about what happened to you. they certainly didn't feel guilty when you were crying your eyes out begging them to stop.

“why come working at my company, (y/n)-chan?” gojo was the next to ask you and you want nothing than to wipe that look on his face.

“don't you call me (y/n)-chan. i am not your (y/n)-chan. i needed a job. isn't it that obvious.” you want to scoff at him and you didn't dare make eye contact to the both of them.

“you transferred hospitals and never came back. w—”

“why i didn't came back?” you interrupted geto. oh boy, you were starting to spit venom. “so what? you can fuck me all over again?”

gojo was about to open his mouth again but you beat him to it. “it's not what it is? you didn't mean it? what? you two are changed people now? stop with the excuses and please i want to be excused in this farce of a meeting.”

“you're not resigning.” gojo warns you. “rest assured i'm not going to. i'm not planning to break my contract.” you tell him. your voice barely above a whisper. trying to keep your tears at bay.

“(y/n)...” suguru mutters. his hand holding your cheek and you close your eyes. his touch repulsed you but why does your body wanted to be held like this. he comes closer. “we can't change what we did to you but will you allow us to make it up to you?”

you opened your eyes and you met his own and it just reminded you of the misery and the torture they put you through. the same eyes who looks at you like you were trash is now somewhat holding warmth. you glance at gojo and he was also anticipating for your answer.

you inhaled and then exhaled. a stray tear rolling down in your cheek and it pains them to see you hurting from what they have done. they'll do anything in their power to make up for the pain they caused you. say the word and they'll do it. your forgiveness is what they wanted and maybe your affections too but they won't take that chance easily.

your eyes searched for the sincerity in their looks and mostly in their eyes and it was honestly true to their words and you hate yourself for what you are about to answer.

“i'll think about it.”

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[mistresswriter19]

~ Until You Take Your Last Breath ~

Dr. Masacrik X Reader

A Psychocutie Fanfic

Pt 6

Author's Note: Hello dear readers were now entering the territory of the wolf's den aka Masacrik's father. Seeing Masacrik in his adult years and Y/N adult years as well. Warning ⚠️: Blood Trigger, sexual scenes, murder trigger. I do apologize for not updating its either a hit or miss when it comes to keeping up with chapters but I know the wait is long but I appreciate you still enjoying my fics and this is a long one even better.

Enjoy ^^

~ Chapter 6 ~

Masacrik…Masacrik bring her to me…

You know you have the power to control..

Do it for your old man~

A voice echoed as Masacrik stood up from the mattress he was sleeping in near trash cans. The rain stopped shaking his head

Masacrik: No… go away..I can't

Lingering thoughts from the voice that made people run, women scream and a crowd of torches to hunt down this unforgettable beast that lurks as Masacrik knows eventually he'll have to see him since he's part of his blood.

Walking in the dampness Masacrik enters a club of young ladies in sexy bunny costumes, along with bunny ears some were serving drinks, some were exotic dancing as the others were near a certain someone. There he was sat up on a luxurious pink circled bed with matching pillows as red curtains drape whenever a bunny stripper would pass by with a drink or attention to him.

Masacrik stepped on a pool of blood seeing a few bunny strippers fleshed ripped open and mouth filled with blood. The man in wolf clothing raised an eye and point with his sharp claws with a husky voice

MD: It's been a while son~

Masacrik: Yes

MD: Oh don't mind the ladies, those over there, too spoiled and privileged so someone had to take care of them.

Masacrik: Why do you keep appearing

MD: That is not up to me to decide. It's your mind that knows what it wants

Masacrik: I hate you

MD: Yes because the life you know will never be normal, mother out of the picture, father consider a monster but I'm not all bad, I go after the people who don't deserve to live. These ladies were indeed slaves, had no money, abuse or deprived stories. I take them in and I feed of the blood for those who did wrong ~

Masacrik: You need to stay away from me I had visions of when I grow up, I become you

MD: That's not a bad thing at all, I always wanted a son who can be like his old man ( Smokes cigar) but you didn't accept my offer, I could have gave you a house, support, money

Masacrik: That's not what I'm here for

MD: The girl

Masacrik: Uh..

MD: I have no tension of taking her in, that's up for you to decide, but you could take these, a way to help feel “ happy”.

Masacrik felt his blood boil. How can a child like him have so much hatred was it for not knowing the story of his mother, the monster has had for a father, the amount of blood spill everytime the wolf enter the den.

MD: I comfort them, fuck them, hunt them and kill them. I like my women deprive of sin~

Masacrik's father place his cigarette in hand on the left to a bunny girl her tongue hanging dry and she enjoy being under his commands she gasps from the pain he put the cigarette along her tongue but she endure the pain into please, blood splattered on most of the bunny girls as one extended her breasts with more packs of cigarettes for Masacrik's Father. Masacrik took a good look at them, there was a tattoo on there arm, a few marks around their arms, and knees either Masacrik father found them like this or he took measures of who they truly belong to.

MD: Just take the pills son, you don't have to say anything else. Quite pleasant you stop by but I can assure that “ girl” won't come near here. I don't pry in your life but I attend to see things about an innocent bunny like that one soon to be lost and vulnerable once you take control son.

Masacrik: I'll never be like you… your dead to me

Masacrik's Father blue eyes glisten while watching his son heading to the exit door with the pills in his hand. Smoking more of his cigarette Masacrik's Father knows yet to come when his boy becomes an adult all hell breaks loose ~

The Present

You think this is the right decision

I don't know why she doesn't interact with anyone, not even since….

Her parents

She would rather not talk about it.

There they go again….you said under your breath wondering if they would ever leave. You had to see case workers to help you mentally. You dropped out of school, you dropped out of a job, all you had was your house that your parents let you have and all these case workers trying to understand you. Surprisingly you are qualified to have this resource based on your father's income and you don't have to pay anything since you sign a contract that your local guardians are your case workers meaning you have to be in their quarters daily. You didn't mean to make it difficult, you just wanted to be normal again. What happened to the happiness when you were a child could be the boy who was traumatized? Could it be your parents? Could it be life being unfair to you? You shake your head ready to leave as the case workers will try more tests tomorrow.

You went to the nearby medical pharmacy not realizing you dropped your purse, your card was in there, keys, money and your I.D. the lady on the counter desk raised an eyebrow as you try to stay calm until someone tapped on your shoulder

Masacrik: Miss, is this yours?

You saw a large hand holding your f/c purse as you turned. It was hard to see the man's face. He was pretty tall; the lights were out on the desk counter. He was a security guard as you look and take your pure filming through to see and yes your card was there

Y/N: Oh I meant to say thank you so much!

Masacrik: A pleasure just be aware if the purse falls on the ground or look through your surroundings next time.

Y/N: Will do. Sorry for the inconvenience I just been very distracted lately and the medication I've been taking seems to make it go away.

Masacrik: Pills?

Y/N: That's right. Would you like to go after me?

Masacrik: No I don't take pills…nothing on medication NEVER!

You started to sweat a little on your palms seeing the vein grew on this security guard's arm. But he dismissed it and rubbed your hair.

Masacrik: Forgive me… just having issues that's all. You have a good one miss

With that the security guard tip his hat leaving you with a consent of questions going in your head. Masacrik clutched on his walkie talkie; he couldn't believe that it was “ HER”. It's been years since he was able to see her again. Masacrik places his hands on his face trying to keep it together. He became afraid, sad, and angry. He started his night shift as a security guard not that long ago but each day passes by his mental health declines. There was one thing he still had from his old man. Masacrik uses his thousand piles of keys to unlock the door of his home that no one ever visits. Laying on the sofa ruffling his pockets as he eyes grew wide seeing the Russian label pills. Hesitant he opens the lid. He tries everything to keep him stable, meditating, having a one night stand, drinking, being outside, doing a hobby but nothing so one solution could be just one pill.

Masacrik: Just one…no more

That said Masacrik swallows the pill chugging a glass of water laying back on the sofa as he felt a tingle in under his chest. He screamed in agony, nails clutched on the sofa, gritting his teeth hard, tears down his eyes as he then laughed, laughed, and laughed and laughed. The drug he token had a substance to make it feel at ease but the adrenaline into madness.

Masacrik: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I NEVER FELT SO ALIVE!!!!!!! What the hell I've been mopping and complaining about. THERE'S SO MUCH TO DO AND NOT A LOT OF TIME!

Masacrik grabs his jacket, putting on a surgical mask he bought from a local pharmacy and a hefty bag heading to his workplace.

Y/N's House

You were reading f/b having a hard time sleeping and took a glance at your notebook. You were required to write at least 100 words if you were feeling provided by the case workers. You heard small sounds as you scratch the back of your head standing up from your bed leaning near the window looking through the neighborhood seeing a silhouette walking straight it sounded like tools being dropped as the silhouette picks them up and then turns as you duck down hand covering your mouth hearing the footsteps to continue minutes later you didn't hear anything. You closed your window going in your closet and wore your knitted f/a hat for your ears and it gave you some kind of comfort as you lay back on your bed and closed your eyes until it all faded to black.

The hefty bag he carried through the streets Masacrik made it to the location as he steps inside like no tomorrow. ID check, put in Russian code check, keys to unlock certain days, check a roo. Masacrik kneels down seeing the boss watching a porno tape and smoking thousands packs of cigarettes it remind Masacrik of that time he went to see his father. Clutching with his fits Masacrik takes more pills placing the surgical mask on and lets himself in.

Boss: Who hell are

( PING)

Masacrik: Many asks those typical questions can be pretty boring so let's just get into business. Oh don't be a pussy I only just use one nail on your hand. The rest are still here.

The boss that Masacrik once worked with yells in agony seeing his hand being pierced by a nail. The boss had it out for Masacrik a lot. Push him over, not paying him fairly, always talk behind his back. Wasn't meant for a job like this but this time Masacrik had other plans to show him the real fear.

Masacrik: You never treated me like any of your employees ~ you thought I was a piece of shit. Perhaps I was pffft HAHAHAHAHA NOW YOU'RE THE PIECE OF SHIT!

Boss: Masacrik it's not what you think….

Masacrik: Is it?

Leaning in forward Masacrik took a good look in the boss sleazy eye he thought of something. As he scrambles with the tool bag and takes out a power drill places it on the table and uses barbed wire like tape. Each lair Masacrik tied around the bossed hands the more it pierce down his skin. His hands were raw and bloody.

Masacrik: You could honestly die like this the amount of pressure of blood going in your system can affect you immediately but I want you to stay with me for this part.

Boss: I'm sorry…I'm the piece of shit…I pick employees that belong. ..I have favorites…I don't know what's wrong with me but please don't do this. If you want money I can give you money. I can give you an office, a petition anything you want.

Masacrik: You already fulfilled my wishes Boss pleading for mercy and showing real fear when this drill takes full power~

That said Masacrik inserts the drill into the boss he worked for being a security guard in his eye sockets, the screams of pain made Masacrik felt so alive and ease more with the boss body shaking from the amount of blood dripping on the floor and the more force Masacrik pulled in his drill until as he did the same thing with the other eye. Masacrik felt quite a delight and liked to study more of how much people can take when it comes to anything injecting and not just tools. Masacrik then finishes his work as he sighs to himself having to drag the lifeless body around back to his place then dumping into the basement. Then Masacrik goes through the papers having to find another job.

Masacrik: Well this sucks… gonna have to find a different position to work at.

Looking through the papers nothing seemed to appeal Masacrik's interests, turning pages of ads, news, until something did catch his eye. There was a hotel more like something for couples that had loads of hearts around the ad. Masacrik grins deviously as he checks in the hotel. It was quite huge but no one was here. This made Masacrik take advantage of creating an invention of his where the elevator moves at his own time and not just stop by floors but teleport out of the hotel. Masacrik smiles with glee, working day and night to create his elevator with hearts, contraptions to go and a huge red sofa if he feels lucky. He grins as he puts on a bellboy vest like in the 50s red, blue, raggedy black pants, and black shoes with red laces, red cap close to his hair color with a black heart attached. That said Masacrik turned the handle activating the elevator and gaining a sinister grin and looked directly at the viewer.

Masacrik: Who's gonna ride with “ The Elevator Man”

~End Of Chapter ~

[cult-bull]

Crowns of Sins Thoughts

What's up with the red crown and sin? Why does it promote it? Does it eat it? Does it need its host to grow stronger? (Most certainly making a Crowns and Hosts thoughts posts later too)

Obviously, the sins of the flesh update came later on in the game's development and in interviews I remember the creators talking about coming up with ideas and letting their writers figure out how it fits into the lore afterwards, so who knows how much is intended from the start and how much just came later.

The red crown being able to talk seems to have been there from the start, since it has speech coming from it so to say during doctrine choosing, at least it feels implied now that we know it can speak.

How sins work seems quite separate from the bishops and their crowns… until you try to think about it. Kind of. Maybe it's retroactively fitting pieces into where they could belong but hey, this is my blog and my journal of random cult of the lamb thoughts not proper theory crafting XD

I don't think it works though when just limiting yourself to the Christian seven deadly sins.

Leshy I'm throwing out the window instantly. I'm not sure what sin his chaotic ass could represent, as I'm saving wrath for someone else and even then, Leshy doesn't really seem... wrathful. Angry, loud, first boss energy, but not wrathful. He is the youngest god though, so maybe he just didn't have the time to be that sinful.

The only sin he is so far guilty of is being a weirdly cute follower

Heket is almost too easy in comparison. Gluttony, and even greed in terms of hoarding food from others by causing famines and giving their followers food if they worship well, and possibly because Mida's cave is near it, being pretty close to it on Jalala's map right between it and darkwood

It would be a bit easier to tell if we got more proper lines of where each "territory" of a bishop ends and begins. How large something actually stretches is questionable

Anyway, Heket would certainly fit right into a user of a ritual like the cannibalism one (and regain all her devotion through the mushroom drugs) so it just fits right in there.

Kallamar is where my "seven deadly sin" thing not working comes up. He is not guilty of any classic sin, nor does he promote it. I know we all in the fandom like to make him lustful, partially due to that one bishop hotline video I'm sure, but I'm not sure if anything else points him into a lust category in game though, If yes, feel free to correct me.

However

I do say betrayal and selfishness could count as sinful. He is a scaredy-cat (a powerful scaredy-cat but still), but he rather throws his siblings, especially a broken Shamura under the bus of your vengeful wrath when you come to get him post killing Leshy and Heket, just to somehow live. He's a coward, a backstabber, no matter if he feels bad about it afterwards or not. That feels ripe for a sin.

Shamura is weird too, not because nothing fits, but more because it's speculating about their past self. Their broken mind self is... well, broken. Love them, but clearly something changed about them.

Through the lore tablets in game we learn a young Shamura was the one who asked/threatened the older gods to bow to their old-back-then-new faith and began a war against the many gods with at least I presume, the other bishops.

Shamura is a god of war, of conquest, and probably even wrath back then too. Once again, it feels ripe for sin to have someone who seeks the blood spilled in the battlefield. Again though, that's speculations about a past Shamura.

Narinder is a bit easier again, since one can likely assume pride to be a good sin for him. Prideful as he tried to rise, he fell, and retained his high and mighty pride when thinking the lamb couldn't possibly ever stand up to them until being forcefully shown that fact of life.

And fall he did, like he usually does.

With all the bishops having "access" to a main sin source though (except leshy), they could have easily had a way to make their cults, their temples and more, stronger. In the game, we only upgrade the temple visually, but since a god grows stronger with worship, likely do their crowns as well, and it just helps feed that.

Likely a way of how the new gods Shamura and co rose up to power that much could be through this, though i have other thoughts for later dates too on that (and if Narinder was around back then, having the literal death god as your sibling probably helped in a war too-)

The crowns and their relationship to the gods of new and old need more exploring in general, I feel like. Not just from the game, but like, I want to see other people throw their totally-not-a-crown hat into the ring. Where they came from, how they work, etc.

Ramble times over, did this make sense? Probably not. But I like my randoms to an audience of mostly myself👍

[missacidburn928]

LUNATIC Update!

Hello Heathens! I'm finally feeling inspired enough to get back to writing LUNATIC. It's one of my personal favorites but I have to be in a certain headspace to write it. So while I flesh out these next chapters, I felt like I would at least share there summaries.

Now LUNATIC is VERY NSFW so if your under 18 get the fuck out right now. There be adult themes and words after the cut...

Chapter 5:

You and Nat sparing, which quickly turns into fucking. Sweaty dirty girl on girl that gets alerted to Tony by Jarvis. He then calls all the boys down to watch the action live.

Chapter 6:

Steve and Bucky find you seeking vengeance. Well hunting your prey really and you allow them to join in on the festivities. You retreat to Tartarus afterwards and have a bloody, sexy, messy good time. You find out that Steve is unsurprisingly a freaky little perv.

Chapter 7:

Clint drops in on you during the day at Sins. You're teaching an aerial hoop and fabrics class to the members of your staff that want to add it to their repertoire. He joins in and shows off some of his own tricks. You dismiss the class and play with Clint. Sex in the air is fun!

[spicebiter]

Watch List- Foreign Language Films (Latest Update March 24, 2025)

Movies in languages I don't know. My system used to be foreign animation in one list and live action shows and movies in foreign languages in another for some reason but now the system is a mirror of those in English.

I’m pretty much constantly adding things to all of my lists- hence why I’m amending when this was last updated to the title itself- and will update this post anytime I update the wheel I use to randomize my next choice, which usually happens after I’ve added or subtracted a significant number of options.

#Alive

10 ½

13 Tzameti

30,000 Miles From Chang’an

5 Centimeters Per Second

5150 Elm’s Way

7 Days

964 Pinocchio

A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night

A Tale of Two Sisters

A Touch of Sin

Accused (2014)

Antibodies

Audition (2000)

Bajirao Mastani

Baskin

Battle Royale

Beauty and the Beast (1946)

Bedevilled

Belladonna of Sadness

Black (2005)

Blackfox

Blood Red Sky

Blood: The Last Vampire

Blue My Mind

Bong Soon- a Cyborg in Love

The Boy and the Heron

Boys Over Flowers

Brotherhood of Blades

Brotherhood of the Wolf

Cargo (2009)

Carved: Slit-Mouthed Woman

Caterpillar

Catnapped!

Cencoroll

City of God

Cold Fish

Come and See (1985)

Concrete

Dead Leaves

Death Bell

Decision to Leave

The Deer King

Delicatessen

Demon (2015)

Devdas

Door Lock

Errementari

The Farewell

Fatal Frame (2014)

The Feast (2021)

Franken’s Gears

Freeze Me

Friends Never Die (2012)

From Up On Poppy Hill

Garo Gaiden: The Whistle of the Phantom Peach

Ghost in the Shell

Girl Hell (1999)

Good Boy (2022)

Goodnight Mommy

Granny’s Dancing on the Table

Grotesque (2009)

Guinea Pig: Devil's Experiment

Halley

Hatching (2022)

Haxan: Witchcraft Through the Ages

High Tension

Hope (2013)

The Host

Hour of the Wolf

House (1977)

I Am Trash

I Can Hear the Sea

I Saw the Devil

I'm A Cyborg, But That's OK

Impetigore

In the Mood for Love

In My Skin

Incantation (2022)

Infested

The Innocents (2021)

Inside (2007)

Inugami

It Comes (2018)

Jin-roh the Wolf Brigade

Ju-On

Kanojo wa Uso Wo Aishisugiteru

King of Prism by Pretty Rhythm

Kite

Kite Liberator

Kizumonogatari part 1: Tekketsu

Koneko no Studio

Kono Sekai no Katasumi ni

Kwaidan

Lady Vengeance

Lamb (2021)

Legacy of Al Caral

Leptirica

Love Exposure

The Lure

M (1931)

The Machine Girl

Make Me Shudder

Man Bites Dog

Marebito

Martyrs (2008)

Meat Grinder (2009)

The Medium (2021)

Memories (1995)

Memories of Murder

Metropolis (2001)

Mezzo Forte

Millenium Actress

The Monkey King: Reborn

Mr. Vampire

Mukavemet (2022)

My My Mai

Ne Zha

Nekromantik

Neo Tokyo

Night Flight

Night On The Galactic Railroad

The Night Porter

The Nightshifter

Nobody Knows (2004)

Noroi: The Curse

Ojuju

Okja

Oldboy

Onibaba

Only Yesterday

Onmyoji (2001)

The Orphanage (2007)

Outlaw Brothers

Outrage (2010)

Padmaavat

Paprika

Perfect Blue

Phantom Detective

Pieles (2014)

Pieta

The Place Promised In Our Early Days

The Platform

Playground (2016)

Pleasure Kill

Pom Poko

Possession (1981)

Project A-ko

Psychokinesis

Raw

Red Room (1999)

Redline

Revenge (2017)

Righting Wrongs

Rigor Mortis

Ringu

Robot Carnival

RRR

The Sadness

Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom

The Secret World of Arrietty

The Sentiment of the Flesh

She Shoots Straight

Shopping Tour

Skin I Live In

Snow Trail (1947)

Snuff 102

Spoor

Sputnik

Steamboy

Suicide Club (Suicide Circle)

Summer Ghost

The Superdeep

Superflat Monogram

Suzume no Tojimari

Sword of the Stranger

Tales From Earthsea

Tenebrae

Tetsuo: The Iron Man

Thirst

Tigers Are Not Afraid

Trollhunter

Tumbbad

Typhoon Noruda

Under the Shadow

Uzumaki (2000)

Vampire Girl Vs. Frankenstein Girl

Vampire Hunter D

Vampyr

Veronica

The Wailing

Warda

We Are The Flesh

Weathering With You

The Werewolf Game

The Wild Boys

The Wind Rises

Wolf Children

Yes Madam

You Won't Be Alone (2022)

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