devoured midnight mass and now i can't stop thinking about a Price-Priest au for some reason, but like:
he's a good leader. a pillar. but you keep making him question his faith, his morality. he clenches the rosary so tight in his fist whenever you come into the confessional that it leaves permanent marks on his palms. fresh wounds on his back from self-flagellation. hides in the confessional for days, muttering miserere to himself, acts of contrition. he's fully convinced you were put on this earth to tempt him. lead him into damnation.
you become his ultimate Test. he has to save you. has to. but you keep driving him mad until he breaks. bends you over the pulpit and fucks you in a house of god, consumed by his own downfall. all wicked, bastardised religion. the grievous weight of lust crushing him until he's broken in your hands. now a wrecked, wretched man in search of absolution that he decides can only be given to him by you. thinking along the lines of corrupted salvation. that slow crawl to unhinged, obsessive devotion. madness, honestly.
he's a zealot; you're the sanctuary that will save him. no matter what. after all, god made you just for him.
these gams exist in the set of my au's where he joins the church fleet and finds basically everything he hoped for (and whatever would make him choose to leave is going to be a world-shattering event)
working in and refining some of my clurch aesthetic staples: purples and orangey golds, the red-green pair, the primaries trio; rainbow beads, rainbow gradient fabric; some harlequin diamond variations, that multi size spot cluster pattern i made that i really like; some bone and horn in the jewelry; snakes, and ribcages
i do have headcanon thoughts i keep meaning to write out about how different trolls choose to wear and style their sign, and what that says about them - highbloods put more emphasis on line signs and ancestors, i’m sure some seadwellers just get atrociously gaudy with it; within the church, the capricorn sign could have some extra weight given who the grand highblood is
this version of gamzee only seems to show his sign on clothes that he’s wearing in some official capacity (vestments, uniforms) but still dresses to clearly show off his blood and religious affiliation, and i’m sure that makes a multitude of statements depending on who you ask
anyway i like these outfits and i Will be using them again probably
rosekiller but evan is the antisocial son of a pastor who is only known to interact with his twin sister. brainwashedly pious and celibate until human roadkill barty crouch is sent to the local church to "get better" (he ends up corrupting evan in many unsavoury ways)
[marking this ask with a comically large red stamp that says ‘EROTIC’] this is really hot. co-signed.
maybe this is cancellable but some of my favorite rosekiller dynamics are those where barty takes a more predatory role. he’s weak & taking it out on someone weaker… especially in religious aus i think evan is particularly susceptible to these attentions because there is always something ineffable about him that is just visibly Wrong.
no matter how quiet & well behaved & generally bland and plain and unassuming evan rosier is (in his beige hand-me-downs two sizes too big) there is something about his face that says: i skin squirrels in the woods & if you pinch me i won’t scream
So regarding the fake names, and how it could be bittersweet for machete to have to give up his real name for the sake of anonymity and safety, I had this funny little thought that the entire church genuinely forgot his name from calling him machete for so long. So when they hear about his death, or hear his real name they just go “who?” In response. If he was ostracized as long as he was I doubt any of the enemies he had actually bothered to learn his real name, kind of another massively ironic twist of fate where the very thing that they could use to find him and they never actually bothered to consider it.
And now the question (if that’s okay, I know a suggestion for way to explain why he still is named what he is can be a little rude) Where would they go? Would they head north to where Germany or France currently sits? South/East towards the balkans? Even further north to the anglo-saxons island? I imagine they would need to find a place where the Catholic Church can’t find them easily.
I don't know how plausible it would be for people to completely forget his proper name, but I can't deny liking the idea of him being able to shed the Machete persona and attempting to revert back to his kinder and more sensible self. From the time before his work filed his personality into a set of sharp edges.
Truthfully, I'm not entirely sure, I haven't thought that far. Trying to settle in a protestant country would be distressing, since Machete dedicated so much of his life to counter-reformation causes.
be not afraid
[ID: A digital illustration of Vash the Stampede based on the later Trigun Maximum design. He stands among clouds in varying shades of yellow, bending back slightly, his red coat billowing around him. His silhouette is a stark black, his orange glasses the only distinguishable feature on his face. A single white wing sprouts from his right shoulder, arcing upwards and behind him. Grey smoke emanates from an unseen source level with his mid-back, spanning the illustration and eclipsing the clouds. The sky behind Vash is a yellow-to-purple gradient. The illustration is colored mostly in flat colors, the only shadows and highlights placed on Vash's glasses, the underside of his coat, and his left arm prosthesis. end ID] (image description by @laevateinn )
lineless version + id under the cut bc i cldnt decide which one i liked better
[ID: The same illustration lineless. The black of Vash's silhouette and prosthesis are muted red rather than black. end ID]
sorry to make two posts like this in one day but seriously ppl who aren’t punctual make me feel insane. this thing we’re going to starts at 9. why did someone in the chat suggest meeting to head over (so not even as an arrival time, but as a departure time) at 9:15
I think the fact that I'm attracted to every depiction of Lucifer where he's painted in a sympathetic light reveals deep-rooted issues in my mental state. With that said I need him bouncing and moaning on it