#starker: priests

[starker-sorbet]

Angel Peter falling for his charge Priest Tony

[makimacult]

what's the deal with this "love" thing anyways? — part one.

credit goes to @amoransia for bringing these panels to my attention! something fun about the demon lords is how foreign "love" is as a concept to them. mammon feels affection for his followers, and explicitly calls them his comrades. that "love" necessitates special treatment for them—he calls tachibana his friend and promises to protect her, yet by the very nature of what he embodies, inflicts violence on her. he is greed, antithesis of equality. and yet that same greediness which discriminates & does not treat one and all equally: is what makes it natural for him to treat tachibana as an exception.

the next demon lord introduced is leviathan. how can you love that which is not equal to you? her children idolise & isolate her. she is too powerful to engage in normal "play", everything she embraces or touches breaks. the final conclusion leviathan reaches after fighting priest is that she should go about the world as her true self—other people naturally will have expectations of her, but she can't let those expectations tie her down. "the strong must acknowledge that they are strong"—prescient & sad words from priest-kun, who has been forced to acknowledge his own strength and bear expectations because of it since he was far too young. but this is a world where heaven and hell are proven existences—the strong must realise that they are strong, and the church exists as humanity's answer to the existence of gehenna. but what kind of answer is it? & what exactly is the border between demons and humans?

and with that we come to beelzebub. like mammon, he too has his own strange code of honour. he makes leah eat her own baby brother, true, but he spares her when he massacres her whole village. he is sadistic in the way of a natural calamity—gluttony as the choice to take from others to feast yourself. gluttony embodies several things in beelzebub's arc. hunger for food, leah's hunger for revenge, imuri's hunger to be closer to priest, verge' & the witches hunger for a seat at the table (side note: it's interesting that verge is the witch of gluttony in particular. sugar, like salt, can be used as a preservative. verge accepts beelzebub's contract and is frozen at, or near, the age he was sexaully assaulted. forever ripe...)

so what does priest hunger for? well, beelzebub would very much like to know that himself! what he's shocked by is how much priest has been starved of all wants by everyone around him. the facets of him reflected through battles with mammon and leviathan are now starker—he is strong, he knows he is strong, he knows what is expected of him, and that knowledge (& the treatment he was put thru to gain that state of mind) has resulted in someone who does not really have a reason to live. protect others, defeat satan—these are all causes. leah is priest's foil in this arc, and it's no coincidence that we see her and barbara embraced by cardinal heisenberg at the end of the arc. she has her cause (revenge) too, but she has something stable to come back to, at the end of the day.

and who does priest have? dante (who puts the dead in deadbeat) and imuri, the first person who truly is in priest, the person; and not priest, the apostle of god's corner. [1]

the conclusion imuri reaches at the end of leviathan's arc is that it is possible for humans and demons to be together—if she has the courage to reach out and extend her hand. [2]

asmodeus' arc touches most significantly on mtefil's themes as a whole. love doesn't always save people—asmodeus and sara did love each other, but that love just caused pain for them. asmodeus and sarah parallel bel and onesta as another human-demon relationship: but where priest tells bel that he should've been honest with onesta, what rejoinder can he give asmodeus?

the conclusion which asmodeus draws after her fight with priest is that forcing herself onto sarah would've resulted in misery in the end. priest never even finds out what the root of asmodeus' issues are, even though love between a demon and a human, where the demon wants to free the human from suffering imposed on them by human society... is kind of exactly what imuri wants to do for priest?

where all the other demon lords reflect some facet of priest back, i'd argue that asmodeus is the demon lord who reflects imuri back!

let's circle back to imuri's conclusion at the end of leviathan's arc—that love is possible between humans and demons as long as you're willing to extend your hand ie understand each other (i have talked about the lust arc conclusion for imuri before). her understanding is still incomplete however—after all, she does admit in her text messages that love isn't a cure-all:

and with that, we come back to belphegor's arc; possibly some of the most unsubtle (i say this with affection) writing mtefil has showcased so far. bel is also curious about love and marriage—he makes an effort to put himself on an equal footing with humans. can't we draw a parallel between bel's bracelet and the child form leviathan uses to appear harmless?

if beelzebub is at one end of the spectrum, and leviathan on the other, then bel is firmly in the middle. before his climactic shonen manga arc fight with priest, he is nihilistic, uses women as a scapegoat, and blames onesta for all his grief and rage for luka. priest tells him he should've been honest from the beginning, and is partially correct—but bel and the demon lords, by virtue of what they are, cannot be honest or even engage with humanity as equals.

now, what does this say for priest? his coming of age happens simultaneously through his relationship with imuri, and his battles with the demon lords. i've seen that priest = lucifer is a popular theory, but personally i like the flip side: that priest is a human who finds humanity as alienating and incomprehensible as the demon lords do, and is ironically taught of humanity and love by a demon.

[1] / [2] see part 2

[redroomroaving]

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I'm gonna share 3 snippets from 3 things, so, underneath the cut a bit of: Klaus & Kar'niss, a bit of Victorian Rugan & Shadowheart banter, and finally a little bit of Donnick x Abdirak from my finally properly begun follow up to Sufferer, I shall.

Klaus x Kar'niss (from the next bit of Conductor, Ringmaster)

He wondered if Kar’niss knew quite how adorable he was, at times. Certainly in this moment, the drider so very focused on working out which thing he wanted to try, Klaus was well aware he’d never adored someone quite so much in his entire life.

Klaus sat, cross legged, atop the little altar like bed, a pillow in his lap on which the tray was balanced and loaded up with more or less everything he’d been able to snatch from the morning breakfast spread that Kar’niss might be interested in. 

To his side a little carafe of coffee, which Klaus was giving a stir. 

Well, not literally - the coffee was stirring itself, but Klaus had asked it to do so politely which was the same sort of thing.

“This,” Kar’niss concluded at last, pointing to one of the shortcrust biscuit sandwiches with a hasty slop of jam dolloped on top of it in a shape that might have been a heart. 

“Ah,” Klaus grinned, “one of Popper’s latest efforts. Very good.”

-

From 'The Red Harp', my Victorian AU, Chapter 5

“Then Lady Jannath may find this evening rather disappointing,” Evas replied, and turned, clasping his hands behind his back as he stepped away, heading in the direction that Jaheira had departed in. The crowd parted around the priest as he did. 

“Well,” Rugan said in a rather conclusive fashion, “at least we won’t stand much chance of losing sight of ''Him Who Was', will we? Just follow the slacken jaws.”

Shadowheart laughed.

“It’s quite entertaining to see up close, isn’t it?” She asked, which was a lie, because for some reason she wasn’t finding it very entertaining at all, even though she knew she ought to. 

“I should keep one of him around next time I want to commit a bit of daylight robbery,” Rugan replied, “you could be starkers and none would bat an eye.”

“Work the shallow often, do you, Rugan?”

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Donnick x Abdirak, from Worship, Our own

Even naked, removed from his robes and without his ornaments of worship, kneeling not at an altar or a statue but on a creaking wooden floor at the foot of a simple bed, Abdirak was just like Donnick. Adorned with the scars of his faith.

Adorned, but not Adorned. 

A little sliver, a feeling that was something like regret, something like sorrow, found its way between Donnick’s ribs. It had taken a few moments to realise what it was that had held him in the doorway.

An invasion of reality was breaking through the comfortable hazy dream that had been their first days together. 

Abdirak was praying, but he no longer had a place to pray. He worshipped still, even though his faith now was a hand placed upon a cold stone door. Whatever Abdirak was searching for - the search was a difficult one. This isn’t enough, Donnick realised, we can’t stop here. We can’t just hide in our bed and make love and pretend that nothing else lies ahead.

[vaguekiwi]

Still thinking about this and the different ways it could go:

Three Houses

Tony's a hot professor and Peter's a hopeful young student at the Officer's Academy. Or young!Starker AU where they're both students. Bonus points if their superpowers from canon somehow manifest in crests??

Tellius Series

Personally obsessed with forbidden relationships, so I'm vibing with the idea of one of them being laguz (Tony as a raven??? Peter as a CAT???????) and the other being beorc. Tony as a renowned blacksmith and Peter a world-weary traveler displaced by the war.

They accidentally stumble into and join the Greil Mercenaries and Peter becomes best friends with Mia.

Awakening

AU where Peter wakes up in a field with no memory and the young!Tony Prince of Ylisse is standing over him. Game proceeds as expected except with Peter and Tony instead of Robin and Chrom.

"I'm coming onto you like a wyvern in heat" is canon between Chrom/F!Robin and it will be canon between Tony and Peter.

Engage

Dark!Peter as a fell dragon worshipper from Elusia and good!Tony as a Divine Dragon steward from Lythos (taking the place of Vander, I guess?)

Hot, sacrilegious shenanigans ensue.

Blazing/Binding Blade

I love Elibe, so I honestly just adore the idea of them being villagers or average joes doing their thing. Peter's a traveling priest who patches people up on his travels and stumbles into Lyn + her crew; Tony's a knight in service to Eliwood or Hector. This one would be heavy slow burn.

something-something Starker Fire Emblem AU???

[starkerficlibrary]

I was wondering if there were any priest/altar boy fics out there for starker? It could be darker or more light, but I prefer dark

Hello  ❤

I haven’t been able to find any that are specifically Priest x Altar Boy but here are some darker Religious/Priest/Catholic works that I found in order of ‘darkness’: A Sinner’s Prayer I’m Not God Song of Songs

You may also be interested in this worship/God AU rec list. 

-J

[starker1975]

Teenage church-goer Peter who just lost almost his whole family, only a poor aunt to take care of him, and Priest Tony Stark who wants to help. Peter is the sweetest kid and Tony battling his desires is not just out of propriety. Is the biggest battle for Father Stark to keep his soul! 👀

Me, watching while Tony succumbs to the temptation and fucks Peter, damning himself to ✨hell✨.

[dorian-they-ao3]

BCC RADIO 1 INTERVIEW

Jake Gyllenhaal: Bless you, my son.

Tom Holland: Thank you, Father.

[full-of-mercy]

As compatible as he is with the serum, as trained and honed and hardened as he has been in the Citadel's Crucible and the blistering suns, and despite all of Conrad's extensive procedures, Wolfwood is still human, or close enough to it that it hardly matters. He still thirsts, still eats, still breathes, still bleeds.

Still feels pain. Even if, given focus, he can work around it. Work through it. Twist it.

The bones of his wrist creak under Knives's grasp, even with the desperate internal fight to prevent his tendons from locking and worsening the green-stick fractures that are altogether just as painful to heal as they are to receive.

Training kicks in over the cascading rush of adrenaline. He submits to the dip, more flexible than a man of his bulk ought to be, clunky and clumsy in comparison to preternatural grace.

"If I went to battle with someone's herd of cattle, you'd have steak when the job was done," he lilts, leaning into crisp pronunciation and a deeper twang than he naturally possesses. "But if shot the herder, they'd lock me up for murder, 'cause you can't shoot a male in the tail like a quail--" Lost Tech-augmented firearms, rifled bores, produce prodigious heat. It's even starker, hotter, compared to the chill of the room, but even with a rasp entering his voice between pressure and sizzle, he finishes the verse, free hand overturned with a flourish, "--Oh you can't get a man with a gun."

Dead. He's dead for his defiance, even if something waggish and irreverent bares its fanged teeth in a madling grin. Better to smile and bear it through the hate and rage and shame. He has so much to live for. Count the reasons for survival and they all have names, even if his own days are numbered.

Knives's gaze may as well be barbs wrapped around his heart, and this contact is considered the highest of blessings in these halls.

It is all he can do not to stumble when set back to his feet, and he refrains from rubbing his wrist - not that he has complete motor control regardless - instead flexing his fingers in a kinesthetic check.

Not dead yet.

An odd reward for failing to shed the erstwhile demiurge's blood. He looks past the finger to the radiant face, skin prickled cold-hot-cold as he tips a nod.

It isn't even the illusion of choice.

"In nomine Domini."

Training. Rote. Understood. He cannot afford to be too flippant with the layers of the Eye here, lest he be flensed apart. Curiosity glints in dark eyes behind the skew of dark glasses.

"Anything more specific will help to pick up the scent. Better to get it from the one who knows him best."

Priest William or Chapel generally have the specifics, but this seems... different. Echo of an echo.

"How dare you mention Annie Oakley without being aware of the musical inspired by her, tsk tsk, Nicholas-" he sighs in a disappointed fashion, his childhood fascination with Westerns being something he had yet to discard.

Knives grips Wolfwood's wrist hard enough to hurt, though his expression isn't that of anger- If anything, it's probably more disturbing that he seems pleased. An arm slides around the human's waist as he dips the other male, an intimate gesture given sinister purpose as he twists Nicholas' arm until the barrel of the gun kisses the underside of his chin, glossy facial hair losing it's sheen as the heat from the discharged bullet curls and singes each strand.

"You are useful to me, now that you've given me reason to admire your skills. Cowardly, but effective once given a direction and a task, you came across as more blunt instrument than a proper tool one could implement various uses for- With the right finesse. You came all this way, slipped past my barbed defenses enough to attempt a coup of sorts... I'm impressed."

He smiles and it's all straight, evenly spaced ivory teeth but the mirth doesn't quite reach the eyes- they remain layered, frosted over pools of pale blue and if a stare could harm, it'd be skewering Wolfwood straight through.

"So impressed that I am going to entrust you with that which is very, very dear to me-" he continued, righting them both and wresting the gun away to turn it over in his hands, letting the shine of metal catch the light.

"My dearest younger sibling is, no doubt, currently hiding himself amongst your kind. You're going to sniff him out," he explains, flicking his finger against the tip of Nicholas' hawkish nose.

"Take care of him, gain his trust enough to lead him back to me: An escort mission, if you will. Do this for me."

As if Wolfwood had any ground to stand on to refuse. The futures of all those rosy-cheeked little orphans in Hopeland depended on their faithful 'big brother', even if his hands were far too sullied to hold them without spreading his filth.

[starker-sorbet]

⚘ Vervain ⚘ - symbolizes holiness, divinity and faith

Guardian angel Peter falling for his charge Priest Tony

[nonisficandfandomdump]

Someone please come talk to me about the Priest!Tony Starker AU I have in my head bc this is honestly getting out of hand and I’m pretty sure I’m going to hell…

[petertinglesstuff]

Priest!Tony au

Tony has been a priest for 23 years.Although this was not his dream, his father insisted that the priesthood is for him.Everything was okay until the Parker family started bringing their son, Peter, to church.And, oh. How handsome the boy is with his big, round eyes, his curly hair and the smile that never leaves his face.Well, Tony has never been a good man.

[notcanoncompliant]

🕸️ l o s s 🕸️ o f 🕸️ f a i t h 🕸️

[peterparkers7evilexes]

do u know of anymore priest!tony like starker fics? ive seen some all over the place but ive never reblogged them :((

i’m so sorry i’m trash, i was trying to think of where i saw these but i can’t find any either FUUUUCK

I do know that @im-a-goner-foryou has one i think?? anyone else? pls halp

[an--errant]

Priest!Tony x Religious!Peter -  Starker AU

(We wrote a fic about this with @alannablack725 but it's only in spanish for now. Read here)

Heyyyy I’m back again after a long time (My other blog got deleted lmao fucking tumblr) so I’m no longer an-errant, now I’m an--errant u_u big change, right?

@sthefystarkersworld for you too! 

[starker-sorbet]

🌻Sunflower🌻- symbolizes faithfulness, worship, adoration and loyalty

The priest spent his life faithfully tending to the temple of his beloved god, the largest one within the city in which he lived. Cleaning the stone and ensuring the altar was filled with fresh flowers and offerings. Giving guidance to those who came to the temple in need of aid. His life was a happy one spent in the name of the god who he worshipped and adored. It would have been like this for a lifetime until the priest gently passed away of old age had it not been for the war. Fire and death spread throughout the city as the invading army of a neighbouring city state chose to try and expand their territory. A foolish move that would only result in pain and many dead but one that they advanced with anyway. The invaders decided to make the defending army's victory a pyrrhic one by burning down as much of the city as possible and killing whoever they could. If they could not gain new land then no one would claim it. And so a small squad of soldiers came to the temple of the city and set about looting and burning what they could. The priest however refused to let this be and set about trying to fight off the soldiers. Unaccustomed to fighting as he was, he nevertheless made invading deeper into the holy site more trouble than it was worth for the enemy. They were already eager to leave and return to their homes and away from this foolish attempt at a land grab but they did not leave before inflicting a fatal wound upon the priest and setting alight the temple. The priest knew he was dying as he dragged himself to the statue of his god, yet he hoped that he might at least be able to pray for his city one last time.To give his blood and life before the god as sacrifice for his people. Yet as the flames licked the temple walls and his life blood seeped into the ground below he saw the gods statue move towards him. To slowly offer out a hand to the priest through the haze and the smoke. A hand most lovingly grasped. All that was left afterwards within the ashes where the temple once stood was a new statue of two men embracing one another.

In time the city began to heal and rebuild with a new temple being built. And a new legend of the city's patron god began to emerge from the aftermath of the destruction before. Of how once the temple was set aflame the invaders seemed to swiftly leave. Without scorching the earth behind like they had been before the blaze. Of how the priest's bones were nowhere to be found, and how the second statue held an uncanny look of the man.

And so the stories and legends of their god began to change, as all legends do. The temple became a home not only for the god alone but for the pair shown within the statue. That of the god and his most devout follower. The priest who centuries past devoutly protected the gods home to the last and was rewarded by being lifted from mortality to become the gods lover.

[stuckonstarker]

masterlist

be warned, most of these suck

starker fics (over 1k wc)

vanilla and cherries (smut, omegaverse, intersex omegas)

tony is a horny omega and peter is a shy alpha (HS AU, cheating)

only a kiss (light angst, love confessions)

sleeping beauty (smut, noncon/dubcon, somnophilia)

estranged (smut, incest, noncon/dubcon, underage, dark tony)

the importance of family (smut, incest, noncon/dubcon, underage)

the promotion (smut, dubcon)

never tasted so cute (smut, fluff)

love & loss (angst, love confessions, this is pretty bad tbh ;-;)

tale of the estranged (smut, incest, dark tony)

happy birthday, mr. president (love affair, president tony)

runaway groom (angst, love affair)

storm (smut)

forbidden fruit (priest tony, demon peter, smut, this is bad)

starker (drabbles, under 1k wc)

we keep going back (angst, fluff, alcohol)

peter is in the hospital and tony is worried (vague injury, fluff)

tony has a stressful day and peter helps him (fluff)

omegaverse tony kidnaps peter for breeding (noncon, no explicit smut)

peter is sleepy (fluffy asf)

the rogue avengers are pardoned, tony is panicked (angst, fluff, panic attacks)

fireworks stress peter out (angst, panic attack)

untitled pwp (smut)

untitled pwp blowjob edition (smut)

tony and peter kiss but tony is an alcoholic (angst, fluff)

peter is a sugar baby (pretty whack tbh, do not rec)

peter decides to seduce tony (whack asf too)

baby it’s cold outside (based off of the song)

the barraette  (pre-relationship, fluff)

blood 

jealous tony in an uncomfortable interview (protectiveness, weird interviewer)

nicknames (fluff)

peter distracts tony while a movie plays

tony feels guilty for wanting peter (angst)

love (fluff)

the omega part one, part two

angsty age difference

peter takes care of a stressed tony

a cat person

lazy sex (smut)

dazed (pwp)

silent (angst)

peter thinks tony is cheating part one, part two (angst, misunderstandings)

tony tells morgan how him and peter fell in love (fluff)

daddy’s boy (smut, daddy kink)

what he wants (heavy angst, unhealthy relationships)

nightmare (hurt/comfort, nightmares)

making love (smut)

peter breaks up with tony (heavy angst, no comfort)

tony thinks peter is adorable (fluff)

walking alone (major character death, heavy angst)

will you marry me?  (peter proposes to tony, fluff)

manhattan (smut)

your broken toy  (heavy angst, hurt no comfort)

sleep

untitled angst (heavy angst, hurt no comfort)

just brothers (incest, funny)

peter is a cold dork

never enough (angst, break up)

peter wakes tony up at 3am (crackfic)

sleepy sunlight (fluff)

tony comforts a crying peter (fluff, angst, comfort)

winter fluff

cabin fluff

love (angst, major character death, grief)

starker headcanons

first kiss headcanons

tony is a protective dad and peter is morgan’s babysitter

peter proposes to tony

sidetracked

sappy starker