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tomorrowusa · 2 months

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^^^ Actually, "MAGA Mike" acts more like the Pharisees than Moses.

More seriously, you cannot be a GOP office holder these days unless you accept Donald Trump as your Lord and Savior.

#donald trump #“maga mike” johnson #hypocrite #us house of representatives #republicans #maga #the party of american weakness #worshiping false gods #pharisees #Ukraine Aid Now #johnson helps trump sabotage border security #election 2024 #vote blue no matter who #mike luckovich

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keideez · 24 days

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#god im finally finished #you would not believe how long this took. and im not even happy with it #i definitely need to practice painting more #anyways alternative titles for this were “artificial heaven” “false gods worship” and “divinity of the machine”#ended up using the simplest one lmao #based off the idea of an imperfect god... like what happened to the god in uk? imperfect #just like a human. just like an angel #maybe machines are the closest to “perfection”. ones that follow an objective without hesitation #...this is going closer and closer to a free will philosophy argument so imma stop here #fun fact this file is called “homoerotic tension”#ultrakill #v1 #gabriel #gabv1el #just a lil suggestive?#k-art

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nightswatchdisbandmentera · 6 months

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The similarities between Julius Caesar’s assassination and the Ides of Marsh are well documented in fandom. It’s also generally agreed that the fall of the Night’s Watch will mirror the fall of the Roman Republic, which was quite ironically brought on by Caesar’s death. But I never see it acknowledged that Julius Caesar, some time after the establishment of Octavian’s Augustus’ rule, became deified (meaning that he was worshipped as a god or to put it bluntly, Julius Caesar ascended to godhood).

What does this have to do with Jon Snow? Well, apotheosis (1, 2) is one of the most important stages that comes towards the end of a hero’s journey. Here, the hero reaches some higher level of understanding or personhood, and this allows them to complete the hardest trials still to come in their journey. We see mental changes, but these could also be accompanied by physical changes. A good example of this in high fantasy is Gandalf’s death and return as Gandalf the White. In other myths and stories, we can point to the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. In ASOIAF, we have mini versions of this with Bran Stark and Jojen Reed, two children who experience life or death situations but came back with heightened magical power (Bran especially).

Jon Snow is currently at his “journey to the underworld”/“belly of the whale” moment, where he is to (presumably) face his greatest trials. Apotheosis usually comes after this stage (and is often preceded by other stages such as the “meeting of the goddess” and “atonement with the father”, both of which could very well appear in Jon’s journey as he learns of his true identity and purpose).

But what would apotheosis mean for Jon? That’s the key question. He is sure to experience profound mental changes and trauma, but these are sure to be accompanied by great magical changes that manifest physically. In the same way that Bran came out of his coma and started his journey as the last greenseer (well, once Bloodraven kicks the bucket), Jon is sure to come out of his death experience a far more powerful being. The thing is that Jon needs to change into the hero Westeros needs and the magical act of dying and coming back to life should play a role in that.

However, it won’t all be fine and dandy for him. GRRM has criticized Gandalf’s return where he seemingly came back to life better than ever with no great effects. In the same way that Jon is literally experiencing a descent into the underworld (a step that is sometimes figurative for many modern heroes), we can also ascertain that he will experience a very literal ascension into godhood (or the closest thing we have to that in ASOIAF). But magic always comes with a price. And whatever sort of “god” Jon turns into post-resurrection, he won’t be a very pretty one.

#asoiaf #valyrianscrolls #jon snow #I didn’t have space for this in the post but I think we’re bound to see an anti parallel at work with jon and euron greyjoy #euron very much wants to become a god - heck he has a whole spiel about being worshipped like one #but euron will likely be a false god #the way stannis will likely be a false savior #but SOMEONE has to be the real deal right…?#and if you’re like me and you believe jon will attain his hero’s boon - aka lightbringer #then it’s probably gonna be #belly of the whale (death) > meeting the goddess/atonement with the father (learning rlj) >#return to the living > apotheosis > ultimate boon (finally forging lightbringer and proving himself to be azor ahai) > ?? > kinghood/profit #yeah idk #julius caesar #historical parallels #the heros journey #lit analysis

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pathologising · 4 months

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i genuinely believe celebrity worship is as close as you can get to real actual "sin"

#sin is not real to me #but by god if it were celebrity worship and false idolism are literally right there

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theshoesofatiredman · 1 month

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Thinking about the people who worshipped the golden calf. What did they need that caused them to construct a new god to bow before? What prayers were going unanswered that caused the people to go to their leader and demand new gods be created?

When they buried the bodies of the people slain by the Levites, did they dig each one a grave? Or did they decide that despite being their family and neighbors, their people had, in their iniquity, forfeited the right to anything but a mass grave? Did they form the sinners into a burning pyre, the stench of burning flesh stretching out for miles in the desert?

How many of the dead were children? How many of the living were orphans? When the plague came to punish those who remained, did the sick wish they had gone by the sword instead?

#i cant get the horror of this story out of my head #3000 dead #idk i cant see how anyone not already indoctrinated could read this and not be horrified #like even if youre with the fact that the worship of a false god is betrayal #the slaughter of so many seems like an over the top reaction

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kuroshika · 1 year

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honestly im thinking about how hannibal is a firm believer in god but like he also doesnt really say which god. which is soooo funny to me because he sure as hell isnt catholic / christian, because he knows of and follows the teachings of (not in a religious sense, but in the sense that one might follow the news or whatever) other religion’s gods. but in that same vein, he’s also self-identified as a monotheist, so he places his faith in only one higher power, but still recognizes and indulges other deities and religions. he’s sort of accepted and delved really deeply into multiple branches of organized (and unorganized) religion spanning over many different cultures and yet its still unclear which religion he really does follow. he’s made himself above religion while functioning within the inner gears of religion, if that makes sense ??? like he’s set himself on a pedestal that is above the other religions while still relying on those religions to hold his stand up. something something the ripper likes playing his own god.

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field-s-of-flowers · 4 months

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Hey. Hey what if one of the OG lyctors was Jewish pre-resurrection. Wouldn’t that be so fucked up

#soph’s posts #The locked tomb #Or another religion besides Christianity. It’d be similarly fucked up #But I know the most about Judaism so that’s what I put in the post #Anyway. I was just thinking about how much M-’s atheism probably meant to her identity #And how John didn’t even think about how she’d feel about being semi-coerced into worshipping a seemingly omnipotent being #Not to mention founding a whole ass planetary society on the worship of that same omnipotent being #And then I started thinking about how important family and memory and rational thought are to Jewish tradition #And how having your memory and life taken from you and replaced by the teachings of a false god that you later have to learn lied to you #Is kind of one of the worst things you could do to a Jew imo #And THEN I started thinking about how the surname Shodash probably comes from Hebrew (sheish means six)#So yeah. My thoughts

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b1witch · 3 months

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Is God aware he set life to hard mode?? Like, does someone need to let him know??

#spent all night worshipping the porcelain gods #hopefully he gets mad about the false idols thing and realizes he could just set the switch to moderate at least #mine #chronic illness

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thesistersarcheron · 1 year

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Can you do cock warming and belly bulge kink for Nessian pls 🥺

Pairing: Nessian Rating: E Word Count: 1.2k Summary: There's no summary because what follows below the cut is pure, plotless filth. Enjoy!

"That's it, sweetheart. Just sit on it, just like that…”

Cassian’s voice was a welcome rumble as Nesta’s head fell back against his shoulder. She breathed deeply, savoring the delicious stretch of his cock splitting her open as she sank down on it. He had one large hand braced against her stomach beneath her dress, spanning the space between her hipbones. The other was clenched into a fist on the wide, cluttered surface of his desk, so tight his knuckles were turning white.

His mouth met her shoulder, dropping a long kiss on it through her gown. They were both still clothed; she hadn’t expected to come across him in his rarely used office in the House of Wind, hadn’t expected to find the messy sable bun atop his head or the clear, sharp focus on his face so damn attractive. She’d made a good show of sitting in one of the chairs in front of his desk and writing a letter to Emerie for a while, but he had twirled and twirled and twirled his own pen between his fingers, driving her to distraction.

And then he had started writing something, the strokes as firm as decisive as any slash of his sword, and Nesta’s entire body had heated at the sight.

It hadn’t taken much for his nostrils to flare and the bond to pull tight as he sensed her arousal after that, to draw her behind the desk with a look—an incredulous but satisfied one that said, This is what turns you on, Nes? Really?

To be fair, everything about him turned her on. She had been wet enough when he dragged her onto his lap that they had only needed to push up her skirts and unbutton his pants before she was spread wide around his cock, her legs held open by his.

“Good,” he murmured in her ear. “So good for me when you’re needy like this, aren’t you?”

“Cassian.” His voice was little more than a desperate breath on her lips, and she rocked her hips against him. Cassian groaned, a low, sultry sound that pulsed through her. His hand tightened on her stomach, pulling her harder against him until she could barely move.

“Stop that. I’m busy right now, and I need this done tonight,” he said, his low lover’s voice mixing with the firm, unyielding tone of the general.

Nesta blanched, outrage rising up to meet the steady burn of lust in her veins. Some of the haze of her arousal lifted, and she opened her mouth to speak.

“I gave you what you need for now,” he cut in roughly, a warning in his tone. “You sit right here and enjoy it while I finish up, and then I’ll—” His teeth grazed her earlobe, and Nesta shivered as he chuckled. “Finish up.”

And then Cassian pressed on her stomach again and—

“Oh, gods.” She could feel him. His cock, his palm, so close together, like they were working together to pin her just where he wanted her. Like he possessed all of her, inside and out, and he knew it. “Oh my— Cassian.”

“Like that, Nes?” he asked when she moaned. He prised one of her hands off the arm of his chair and guided it down, sandwiching it between her stomach and his hand. Gods, fuck, she could feel where he pressed into the deepest part of her, her stomach bulging with the thick length of his cock inside of her. “I love it when I can feel myself inside of you, don’t you?”

Cassian dropped a kiss on her cheek when she nodded. It was the same sort of kiss he gave her before he flew off to meet with Rhys, with the camp lords, sweet and gentle and… well, and almost business-like. It was the sort of kiss he gave her when he had already donned his armor and placed the passionate mate she loved playing with behind his thickest shields.

“Just sit there and feel it, sweetheart.” His fingers twined with hers, locking them over her stomach. “Be still, and I’ll fuck you when I’m done.”

———

Hours must have passed. Hours, and yet the clock on the mantle over the small hearth indicated that only three-quarters of just one had passed with Nesta stroking their fingers over the bump between her hipbones. Cassian sometimes adjusted them, shifting forward in the seat to read something more closely, splaying his legs wider as Nesta’s wetness dripped down them both, or simply pushing his hips against her to stretch her wider and test her limits as he bumped that bulge against her palm.

Every movement drew a sound from her—a moan, a whine, a whimper. They grew progressively weaker the more and more desperate she became. She would have been embarrassed if his cock hadn’t twitched inside her each time. If his fingers hadn’t tightened on hers.

Nesta could only watch, blinking slowly, as he cleared away everything on his desktop, methodical and neat as any soldier ought to be. But when he lifted her off his cock, the sudden emptiness and the loss of his warmth was so jarring that she gasped, her mind clearing.

“You are so damn good when you want to be,” he murmured. She half-expected him simply to push her forward and bend her over his desk, but he lifted her entirely, spinning her and seating her on the smooth surface instead. “When you want my cock.”

His lips met hers for a messy, rough kiss that was all teeth and tongues. His hands pushed her skirts back up to her waist as he stood, towering over her, and then he was fisting his cock, drawing forty-five minutes of her wetness along the length of it before pushing back into her.

“Yes, hard, like that,” she heard herself saying as he set a bruising pace, her legs wrapping around his waist. Every thrust pressed against the deepest part of her, the one they ever only reached in certain positions if he spent enough time stretching her. It ached sweetly with every pass, so much she could feel it in her throat.

“Give me your hand,” he growled, his wings flaring. He didn’t wait for her to unclench one from either side of the desk; he snatched up the one he wanted and splayed it over her stomach. “Feel me fucking you.”

She could. Every pass pressed her belly and the head of his cock into her hand, and Nesta’s head dropped back as her eyes screwed shut, focusing on that sensation. “Oh, fuck, you’re right there—”

“I could go mad thinking about the way you look like this, Nes.” His teeth bared, and the hand that wasn’t pushing hers into her stomach dropped between her legs, rubbing at her clit as he fucked her harder. “Here, feel…”

He pushed their twined hands down, the pressure on her stomach multiplying the dragging ache in her cunt. Nesta’s breath caught in her throat, and then Cassian drew his finger in a lazy circle around her clit.

The world shattered and fell away as she came, her shaking thighs locking around Cassian’s waist. She heard his voice, loud and insistent, as he followed her over the edge, his hand holding onto hers.

#nesta archeron #cassian #nessian #happy kinkvember i ignored all of my kinktober prompts until tonight #my fics #a court of thorns and roses #acotar #post-acosf #nesta #acotar smut #another taylor swift song title for you all because cassian worships at the altar of nesta and this is false god smut

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cloudprincesslady · 10 months

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laudna would really love false god by taylor swift

#critical role #cr spoilers #cr lb #imodna #we might just get away with it #religion's in your lips #even if its a false god #we'd still worship this love

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wolffoxnation2 · 1 month

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Was browsing the Pjo tag on FFn and found this

I was gonna give this fic the benefit of doubt of it being satire but then i read this 'author's' about me page and they call Alex Fierro being genderfluid a mental illness (also refers to her as the 'tranny character') and Samirah being muslim 'virtue signalling'

Basically their entire about page is a dumpster fire and now im not exactly sure this is satire

#im blurring out the name because i dont wanna be responsible if they ge hate (even if its deserved)#but its quite easy to find #also as a pagan i'd like to point out that our 'false gods' are older than the worship of the christian god #no offence to the christians here i just have religious trauma #wolffox speaks #pjo #percy jackson

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tomorrowusa · 3 months

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Apparently the GOP House repealed those parts of the Bible related to worshiping false gods. Move over, Baal!

A reminder for voters in NY-03. The special election to replace fabulist Republican George Santos is on Tuesday the 13th. Early voting takes place now through Sunday the 11th. Electing Democrat Tom Suozzi would reduce GOP Speaker MAGA Mike Johnson's majority to a handful. Don't delay making sure that people you know in NY-03 make it to the polls. The district includes parts of eastern Queens in NYC and much of suburban Nassau County.

#maga mike johnson #the trump cult #false gods #christian fundamentalist worship of trump #republicans #house republicans #donald trump #republicans in disarray #mike luckovich #ny-03 #election 2024

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morethanwonderful · 7 months

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God there are SO many stories that use a tragic death as an initial character motivation/a way to thrust a sheltered character into the real world, and so many of those where it's specifically a woman's tragic death as the inciting incident for the male protagonist's journey, but no other instance of that trope has cause me anywhere near as much heartache as Jiangli/Chen Baishao from Tai Sui.

Like, Jiangli gives up her life to save Xi Ping, and the story never ever lets you forget that she has become a part of him in this way. And Xi Ping never forgets it either.

Almost the entire second book is the story of Xi Ping going on an epic journey to avenge Jiangli's ruin and death. He names himself Jiangli when he needs a woman's name as "Zhao Qindan's" servant in book 3. Hundreds of years after her death in the extras, he takes "Mr Peony" as his final stage name and wears a white peony in his hair to honor her. One of the last twists of the novel is that Xi Ping being saved by Jiangli's life swapping talisman was fate, a destiny passed down from his probable ancestor Yuan Hui being saved by his mother in the exact same fashion.

A trod upon, cast aside sex worker gives up her life to save a boy that was a little kind to her, and in the process, she sets into motion the chain of events that will one day rewrite the entire world and topple all the systems that led to her abuse and destruction. A girl sacrifices herself for her crush and in doing so becomes an impression on the heart of the world's very last living god. Jiangli dies in the first story arc and she is inextricably tied to the cycle of fate and fall of immortality that the whole story centers upon.

In the final arc of Tai Sui, when Zhi Xiu and Xi Ping talk before deciding how to save the world together, Xi Ping speaks of Jiangli in fondness and in painful melancholy as a friend. He corrects a rumor that gives him credit for an accomplishment he helped her with. He maintains her as her own person separate from himself, but carries her death always as a part of him.

She doesn't change him exactly, because Xi Ping is by nature loath to be changed, but her imprint is always there deep in the core of his being.

There are so many ways that Xi Ping is marked by her death—so many ways that he carries her with him both consciously and unconsciously. She is dead and written out of the narrative and Xi Ping will never let you forget that she was a part of it. He grows around his grief for her, but it never goes away.

There's just the intense aching melancholy surrounding Jiangli and Xi Ping that makes me feel like nothing else. The tragic young woman death by origin story trope is so tired, but I can never be mad at this instance bc Chen Baishao is the all-time fucking example of it.

#god I'm sorry I'm just so insane about them #there are so so many parts of tai sui that make my heart ache #but Xi Ping's relationship to Jiangli is such a spectacular one #he's somewhat kind to her.#he doesn't even treat her that well. he just doesn't take advantage #and she gets so attached that she gives her life for him #gives her life and in doing so ensures that the real tai sui will live and save the world and avenge what's done to her #when the false tai sui she worshiped couldn't do so #tai sui #jiangli #chen baishao #xi ping #tai sui spoilers #taisuiposting #english major hours #this is barely even meta lmao it's just pouring out my heart bc they make me feel insane #peony tag

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ominouspositivity-or-else · 10 days

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i think my favorite thing in the whole wide world is artists trying to be heretical about sex and God and actually just succeeding in getting the concepts essential to Saint John Paul II's Theology of the Body.

#anyways #bedroom hymns by florence and the machine #salvation by christabelle marbun #take me to church by hozier #catholic things #have you considered that your body is an image of God and that sex is an image of the love of God today #because you're right florence #this is his body. this is his love.#because you're right christabelle.#sex can be like false worship #you're right hozier #offer me that deathless death #have you thought about how beautiful the human body is today

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daydreamnightmares · 7 months

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I think I owe you a second chance. You've got sense.

-- Luvulat

Oh, really? Decided to grace me with your greatness?

#knowledge is worship #another false god

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saltymongoose · 2 years

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♠️ Anon here!

Thanks for answering my question about the Cult of the Lamb ask :]

So, there has already been some people asking how the boys would interact with other characters and that got me pondering... So without many spoilers, as you know the protagonist is a lamb creating a cult to free a fake God and let's say that in the end they chose to keep the crown, so now you have as a companion a small little lamb who does funny little dances and has an adorable little face but could probably either kill you or sacrifice you in a blink of an eye. Also how would they think about player with the different ways to progress the game? Ex. Sacrificing the followers

Hi ♠️ Anon! You're welcome for answering the question haha. To get to this scenario you've proposed, I think the relationship between the Lamb and the Player would be pretty interesting. Considering how much the Lamb did for their own God, it isn't that much of a stretch to think that they'd assume you'd like similar treatment. You could be considered a "higher ranked" deity by them, since they had you to thank for every good thing that happened to them and how they grew strong with your subtle guidance.

However, having a cult built in your name sounds kinda weird; as cute as having a bunch of animals worshiping you would be (if they even have those in Nevada, barring cats), you also know what goes on in them, and you'd prefer not to have that associated with you. You can't tell whether the Lamb really takes that to heart though, with how they themselves seem to do things for your favor, but you've yet to see any statues of your likeness pop up so you think you're good.

The Lamb actually makes a pretty good companion outside of this; they can fight extremely well, and their natural cuteness gives them the advantage of your enemies constantly underestimating them. They also let you pet them (and they're very soft!) so that's also a bonus.

I think that given your status as the Player, the Lamb would overlook a lot of the more immoral things you might've had them do to progress the game. However, this can't be said for things like sacrificing a ton of their flock, and some of the other "perks" you can give the more minor cult members (especially since it seems so counter-intuitive, as you also fight to keep the flock alive and well). They do seem to like you regardless though, even if how much they do is dependent on how you progressed their game. (Or they might just be pretending, it's hard to tell.)

As for the grunts, they're honestly kinda apprehensive around them. They do find their abilities fascinating, but the Lamb's ferociousness is the slightest bit off-putting. This and the fact that their whole sacrificing element and legitimate occult "magic" reminds them too much of what dissonance and the Machine's weirdness had led to. It's not explainable or that logical in their view (save for maybe 2BDamned). They might get more friendly if the Lamb acts nicely to them, but there's still that hesitation holding them back.

The Lamb might not even like them, judging by how they observe the bond between them and you. However, it's also possible that they might view your vessels as part of your flock, even if you don't openly acknowledge it. This would technically make them both united under you, which might lead to them being nicer to your grunts. Until of course, they do something to get your attention and favor, like giving you a gift or "blessing" you, or even asking for your hand in marriage like their followers have done before.

Also, since this made me think of him, I don't think Jebus would like the Lamb that much just on principle. He doesn't trust them and the influence the crown might've had, nor does he believe that their intentions are pure. He respects you, but he'll always be on guard around that innocent-looking lamb. Just to be safe.

#worshiping (false) Gods through the occult #tw: yandere #I don't even think the Lamb is a yandere #He's just really into the whole type scenarios lol #ask #♠️ anon #i ❤️ anons

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