#my fanfiction ; christian

[deep-space-lines]

okay but like. I just had the weirdest thought about that ‘don’t look I’m naked’ comic. Which is that that’s essentially the same thing Adam and Eve did after they ate the fruit of knowledge of good&evil. So I feel like the theological implications of that could kneecap Gabe if he doesn’t think V1 is a being with free will.

yeah ok. i dunno man. is this anything

((side note. this isn’t necessarily meant to be in-character or story-accurate or take place at any particular point in time, just a way to explore some Thoughts. i was also imagining more that V1’s words aren't actually spoken, more like Gabriel’s more articulate interpretation of whatever garbled mechanical noise V1 is using to communicate. I think an angel could do that.))

and then they fucked nasty the end

[biggestwilliamfinnfan]

good morning fun fact i am not normal about them in any capacity

[emilydickinsonsghost]

When you have zero interest in canon but the fanfiction is really good.

That’s how I feel about Christianity. Like, no hate, but it just isn’t for me. And yet I am a huge fan of the gay Bible fanfics known as Good Omens and Jesus Christ Superstar.

[whereserpentswalk]

There was a preacher who died, and became one of the few humans to go to the heaven of his god Christ after his death. He was greeting by a golden city, filled with strange angels with firey wings and shining eyes. The sky was above him and below him, and it was black and it was bright.

When he stepped into the gates of this heaven, the golden city was massive, yet almost empty, few walked it's streets. It had been made big enough for every human to live to walk through it, yet it had been open to so very few, most of the buildings were empty, the streets always wider than they needed to be, and lights rarely on. Even most of the angels had fallen away.

A lone angel guided the preacher through the city, and the first thing the preacher asked was, "I would like to see my daughter here. She had died before me, she would be waiting here for me I'm sure."

The angel replied in a glassy and I human voice, "No. She is elsewhere. She was a homosexual. You had preached many times that her kind would not be accepted here when you lived on earth. I recall you had said such words exactly to her. You should not have been suprised to be correct." The angel did not understand when the preacher wept.

The preacher than asked the angel, "Still then, perhaps I may see my father. I always wished to see him again here."

The angel replied, "He is here neither. I question why you wonder this? He was an adulterer, for that you cursed him well, and gave him your anger. Why do you want him here now for what you cursed him for on earth?"

The preacher wept again, but than asked, "Than may I at least see my brother? He has committed no act of grave sin has he?"

The angel replied, "Your brother was an atheist. Did your books not so clearly say that he who rejects the lord may not be let to his kingdom? You had preached such words on earth, and said such words to him? Why have you changed so much in death."

The preacher wept again and replied, "Than I am alone here. So may I at least see Christ so that I may than have someone?"

The angel walked him up a castle with a thousand steps, past great cannons and ballistas that were used to fight non christian spirits. Past the endless hallways and the rivers of wine that was blood and blood that was wine. And Christ sat on his golden throne, with his crown still of thorns, and his eyes still black, and wrists and ankles still bleeding endlessly into the night.

And the preacher begged Christ, "Please. Send me away. Send me to whatever hell you have dammed the others. I cannot be here if I am alone."

[princess-ibri]

The Wicked Prince

Prologue Part II

Shorter one this time but hope ya'll enjoy!

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[daddyhausen]

Christian Cage NSFW headcanons if you haven’t done already 🩵

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST」 | 「 CHRISTIAN CAGE MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — nsfw headcannons w/ christian

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+ [ MINORS DNI ] smut, sugardaddy!au

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 185

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x christian cage

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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sugar daddy

will spoil you with expensive gifts whether you ask or not

buys you new sex toys

daddy kink

incredibly dominant

into power play, he loves having control over you in more ways than one

service play. has you wear a maids outfit/inspired lingerie around the house

exhibitionist.

he rarely ever reciprocates oral sex, only on special occasions such as birthdays or anneversiries

he prefers when you suck him off, holds your head down and makes you choke on his cock

a saidist, loves watching you suffer underneath him

hes a mean dom

loves to degrade and humiliate you

makes sure you always never wear panties when you go out with him

loves to cum in your mouth and make you swallow it

he’s cumming on every inch of you

breeding/pregnancy kink

not neccearily because he wants children he just loves the idea of you being full of his cum

he’s cumming inside you multiple times

in both holes

he loves to mark you, especially your ass

will put you over his knee and spank you until your ass is red raw.

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[quark-nova]

If (cultural Christian) angels have bird wings, demons have bat wings and fairies have insect wings, who should get the pterosaur wings?

[ghostellie]

poisoned chalice

9.6k words. daniel ricciardo-centric, ft max verstappen, lando norris, sebastian vettel, checo perez. part 2 ->

Formula One is not kind. Daniel Ricciardo isn’t new to F1 and it’s flaws, it’s atmospheric highs and cavernous lows. He knows what happens to drivers who cannot endure; he knows what happens to the drivers who triumph. In the end, his knowledge proves useless. It does not save him from drinking from the poisoned chalice in 2020 when he puts pen to paper and signs McLaren’s contract.

[slytherinslut0]

since i have a lot of new followers from outside the fandom and this continues to be a constant topic of conversation i’d just like to remind everyone that im not writing about underage 16 year olds im writing about fully grown adult men who, in an alternate timeline (omg!), are college students.

(lorenzo zurzolo, benjamin wadsworth, christian coulson [who was literally 23 in COS might i add], louis partridge etc etc etc are all grown ass adults irl. that is how i see&write them.)

[rainbowagate]

Of Golden Crowns and Seaweed

Pairing: Zoro/Sanji

Rating: T

Chapter: 1/?

Excerpt:

Then, he sees him. He’s wearing a crown, nestled on a shock of green hair that reminds Sanji of his brother Yonji. Prince Zoro carries himself with a practiced ease, one tan hand on an amber bottle of liquid and another resting on the hilts of three swords. He’s wearing as much gold as the red-haired man, but his outfit is a deep burgundy so rich that Sanji’s eyes struggle to perceive it. Zoro keeps one eye shut, and Sanji can’t quite see from this distance but he thinks it might be injured. His heart pangs without his say so. He’s breathtaking.

Sanji doesn’t know how long he stays there watching. Zoro drinks from the bottle easily, his posture becoming more and more relaxed as he does so. The Luffy boy finally gets his food, the cake, a white fluffy thing that wafts a sweet smell. More and more humans rise to the deck of the ship, each giving a passing congratulations to Zoro. Sanji smiles, inexplicably enamored that he and the Prince share a birthday.

The hot sun begins to fade beyond the horizon as darkness falls across the sky. Light rises from the ship as the men light candles on fire, a sight that dazzles Sanji. He is filled with the urge to reach out and touch it, but he knows that he shouldn't. “Fire hurts, as can humans,” Sora warned all those years ago, and Sanji knows better than to ignore a warning from his mother. Still, he watches on as the night grows ever darker, entranced by that green hair and tan skin.

[the-sparkling-diamond-satine]

#13 (“you make me feel safe”) from the angst/fluff prompt list

Hi hi, thank you for the ask!!

New Christian/Satine Moulin Rouge! fic alert!

darling, whenever i try to tell you my voice gets caught (i’ve been breaking down doors to reach you but the words stay locked)

With Christian’s support, Satine learns that it’s okay to express her discomfort and dislikes.

Read it now on AO3!

[thlayli-ra]

Happy birthday Punk!

(This is a double celebration as Valets of WWE now has over 3k hits. Thank you all so much!!! ❤️❤️❤️)

[elysabeththequeene]

my christian and satine fics (so far)

these are all one-shots, i still have some WIP's on the way and i'll be updating this list once i've posted something new. in the meantime i decided to just place what i have so far in one go so it would be easy to find on my blog and for anyone who wants to check it out

wandered inside

she comes to him in sleep and passes like the wind, vastly in a breeze but can still quickly be seen

in my sleepless solitude

Slowly, her eyes start to close, everything’s all so dark and empty, as hollow as how she had left him be. She starts humming a melody, with words forming out of it too. Trying to come at ease until she sees and feels him in her own sight.

pressed against you there (and leave the world behind)

“Is everything okay darling?” He asks, stroking her back in patterns as she leans onto his touch. “I just missed you.” She quickly sighs and responds,  this makes his cheeks turn red and his heart warm. Satine looks up so she could face him for their eyes to meet, and he presses his lips on her forehead that she reacts to with nothing but a beam on her face. 

the gallows of heartache that hang from above

“I will fight for it. For us.” Christian replies, his hands cupping her face and pressing kisses on her temple.

we'll be fine, i know it.

but if anything it meant they were both free. Free to fly away. 

share in evening's cool and quiet

"It was only a dream, I'm here and I love you.” Satine continues, drawing her hand back and down leaning up to kiss Christian softly.

you thrill me, you delight me

and life couldn’t get any more perfect than this.

flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful

Satine giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck, “Do you know how much I love you?” “Well my dear, I definitely may have an idea.” He smiled, running his hand across her cheek.

but would you still miss me in your bones?

a one shot prompt request: where Christian had just lost Satine, and he goes back to England to live with his family again, and his mother offers some comfort for losing Satine and his father is reluctant to offer support, as he detested Christian leaving for France in the first place.

it's golden (like daylight)

“Sometimes, being with you feels like a dream I don’t ever want to wake up from.” Christian puts his arm around Satine’s shoulder, feeling her play with his fingers.

it was ever after

“Now, how does that story end?” Christian teasingly asks. “Well, they go on to live happily ever after. Until the end of time.” Satine concludes.

[whereserpentswalk]

When the human known to us as Christ arrived in the underworld, gods and shades alike were horrified. It was always a big deal when demigods arrived in the underworld, but this one had died so brutally, a young man, not even old enough to grow a beard, tourtued to death at the will of his own divine parentage, the blood dripping from his shade's hands.

The high gods of the underworld brought him up to their tower to figure out what happened. Christ had recoiled from them at first, thinking they were Devils, but had to take Anubis's hand to ascend the tower's steps, as his legs were badly wounded. The gods of the dead looked at him with both sympathy and horror, it was the first time a he had seen a god look at him with either of those emotions.

Hades swore that this was his brother's doing, but even then it crossed a new line. The description of a god impregnating a young girl in Bethlehem fit what Hades knew of Zeus, but to harm his own son in such a way, as part of a ploy to try to gain all of Rome for him alone, had proven his brother's reign growing darker. Still, he took mercy on the young man, promising him at least three days safety in the underworld without his father trying to claim him again. Hades wondered if the poor girl knew when she held her child that he was born to suffer and die, just as the mothers of great heros knew their destiny. Hades hoped Chrsit would have a chance to stay longer, his wife would return in the fall, and he had the same kind eyes as her, she would probably like to know him.

Hel came to comfort Christ once he had a chance to rest. She helped tend his wounds, and pet his head, and for the first time christ was held by a divinity that didn't expect anything from him. And she told him stories of her father to cheer him up after meeting with such a horrible fate. And she told him that no father should ever do such a thing as what his father had done to his child, that if she had known in time she would have saved him. And she let him be comforted as a human, instead of being a lord of all humanity. And for a momment he didn't have to be the son of god who felt alone while bleeding and dying, but the son of the carpenter Joseph who had been reminded of home when he felt the wood of the cross.

He wasn't allowed to stay, his father wanted him back, back to be the bleeding prince of a new and lonely kingdom. And the underworld wept for him, not because the underworld was deprived of Christ, but because Christ was deprived of the underworld.

[princess-ibri]

The Wicked Prince

Prologue: Part VI

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