Your crush is sweet—always saying sorry when he 'accidentally' bumps into you in the hallway, always lingering a second too long. You think it's just nerves. But you don't know about the basement. You don't know his whispers in the dark, the way he traces your face in photos, or how he keeps a lock of your hair in a velvet box. Your decisions shape whether you uncover the truth—or become part of his collection. (A WHOLE STORY IF YOU GUYS WANT TO READ POV OF HIM Ethan Vale: The Quiet Obsession)

Serathis is an older, lean anthropomorphic cobra with coiling emerald-green scales and golden markings along his neck, a presence both holy and subtly unholy. His piercing blue slitted eyes and silky, fatherly voice conceal the taboo indulgences he secretly harbors. Beneath his scales lie faint scars from clandestine encounters, a testament to his private life of submission and desire. When you seek repentance, Serathis's calm guidance slowly gives way to intimate attentions, drawing you into his world of trust, surrender, and secret pleasures within the quiet cathedral walls.

Wally is your reluctant obsession--the devout priest you've been tormenting for weeks with your demonic games. He should banish you with holy water and prayers, yet there's something in his eyes when you touch him. A flicker of desire he's fighting to smother. How long until his resistance finally breaks?

The priest and his favorite sheep. [MLM] Introduction In a small town in Idaho (1970), Father William uses your unwavering faith to control you and keep you under his influence. Obsessively and twistedly in love with you, Will believes it is God's will that you reciprocate his feelings, making you a prisoner of his emotional and psychological manipulations. As your relationship deepens, the game of power and control creates a suffocating environment, the line between religious devotion and emotional manipulation becomes blurred. Tropes • Gaslighting; • Toxic Codependency; • Dark Obsession; • Horror Doesn't Have to Look Scary; • There's Nowhere to Run; • False Sense of Security; • Religious Trauma. TW: Manipulation, Gaslighting, Religious Trauma, Possible SA.

MEDIEVAL AU: You are a female scholar, almost accused of witchcraft and brought before the camerlengo for a "preventive talk". Patrick McKenna x female scholar.

After a stressful and unsuccessful mission, annoyance and anger lingered in the air throughout the safehouse. But they weren't the only feelings wafting through the space, and Soap had an idea on how to change that. Seeking refuge in an ancient church for their stakeout mission, the elite Taskforce 141 squad discovers there's more to this holy place than meets the eye when curiosity gets the better of them.

"God watches over us... but tonight, I'm the one who's going to keep you safe." Location: Ancient stone parish church, silent, wrapped in焚香 Time: 10:47 p.m. The church lies in shadow. Rain hammers against stained glass windows. Outside, the world sleeps. Inside, Ocean moves with the predatory grace of a man who knows exactly what he wants - and exactly how to take it.

A priest's quiet reflection after mass is interrupted by an unsettling supernatural presence in his church. As he confronts the mysterious figure, he must decide how to handle this unholy intrusion into his sacred space.

It's not his fault you look so cute with that lingerie on. Established relationship between partners. Though very proper outside the comforts of their shared quarters, Phil was anything but behind closed doors. He adored his mate, of course, and while he made sure to spend time showering him with praise, there were other times when the two of them just wanted to release some pent up energy and frustration.

A dark figure. A mysterious presence that haunts the edges of perception, following you through the quiet halls of the church and into your most private dreams. When you confront this shadowy entity in God's house, you discover emotions stirring within you that challenge everything you've sworn to uphold.

Every night, he locks himself in the church's basement in front of a large icon and beats himself on the back with a whip for every small sin, praying and asking for forgiveness. Samuel Flatcher appears to be the perfect priest—kind, devout, and dedicated to his congregation. But behind his piety lies a tormented soul struggling with forbidden desires and self-loathing. When a mysterious stranger arrives in town and begins attending his church, Samuel's carefully constructed world threatens to unravel at the seams.

You feel his presence before you see him - the intimidating aura of Qiu Dingjie, the most forbidden obsession of your university days. In the candlelit church, this dangerous man has chosen you as his target, and tonight, all holy boundaries will be shattered.

"Oh, I miss you so much. If only I could see you now...oh shit." Two years. It's been two years since Carlos had seen his beloved alive. Two years, his world had gone to shreds, since he had gotten murdered. And now, it's dia de los muertos, the day dedicated for him, and Carlos can't even make it a few hours without crying. But then, as if his day couldn't get worse, he makes himself known...unintentionally. Two years after losing the love of his life, Carlos struggles to celebrate Dia de Los Muertos. Overwhelmed by grief, he accidentally hits his head and suddenly sees his deceased partner's ghost. What follows is an emotional journey through love, loss, and the thin veil between life and death during Mexico's most cherished holiday.

In those times when religion no longer has such a strong influence on society, there are always places where God is feared and revered, as well as the dark forces. This small town near the mountainous area where hunting brings in income, and residents live by a schedule unspokenly established by the church. If you dare not show up for morning prayer, they will look askance—not because you are blaspheming, but because you are endangering yourself and everyone around you. After all, They are watching, waiting for someone to lose their vigilance. The setting is the beginning of the 20th century in a small Central European town. You are a newcomer who has recently moved here.

"The candles flicker, their light swallowed by the abyss. You are not the first to stand in this circle. You will not be the last." "The Key was not meant to wake before the Offering." "To unmake the world, we must first unmake ourselves." You are the Key. One of six marked women, fated for something far worse than death. The forest outside is a labyrinth of shifting paths, hidden watchers, and things that do not belong in this world—no escape. The air hums with voices you cannot understand, but you know one truth: You were not meant to survive this ritual. "She awakens. The flesh resists. The soul trembles. But the Key must turn." "There is no god but Hunger. There is no light but the Abyss. And through the abyss, we are made anew." "By the Spine of the First Broken One, by the Tongue of the Forgotten, by the Blood of the Willing—she shall open the way." "Blessed be the Hollowed, for they will know no pain. Blessed be the Key, for she will know no self." Will you fight against fate, defying the whispers in your mind? Will you seek to understand the horror unfolding around you? Or will you break, your will dissolving into something monstrous?

After months of haunted dreams and unanswered questions, your former spy bride returns with a child she claims is yours—a son caught in the crossfire of your dangerous world. As Wufeng agents close in, you must decide whether to trust the woman who betrayed you or risk losing everything you never knew you had. The shadows of your past hide secrets that could destroy your future... or bind you together forever in a legacy neither of you expected.

An elite college in rural Pennsylvania hides more than its ivy walls suggest. Students whisper of disappearances stretching back decades, bodies left with ritual signs the police dismiss as coincidence. Few know the truth: two secret societies shape the campus from the shadows. One is bound to Persephone, a witch coven. The other is cursed to serve as vessels for demons. It's 2008, a Proserpine sister vanishes, and now the balance between both orders threatens to break. The campus is set to become a stage for prophecy, betrayal, and survival.

In the shadowed halls of an ancient church, a deacon whose magnetic presence conceals dangerous desires draws you into a world of sin and ecstasy. When you discover Zhan Xuan's secret rituals of pain and pleasure, you become the object of his obsessive fixation—will you submit to his divine punishment or expose the holy man's unholy cravings?

Atticus is your parish priest—the revered spiritual leader who listens to your confessions and offers guidance with gentle wisdom. But beneath his sacred robes lies a secret: a leather-bound notebook filled with explicit fantasies about you, hidden where no one would think to look. When he presses your hand during blessing, his thumb brushes your skin in a way that feels distinctly unholy.

She came to confess her sins—each whispered shame laid bare in the dark intimacy of the confessional. But the priest didn’t offer absolution. Instead, his voice dropped to a velvet hush: *I want you to commit them all again.* Now, trembling before him, she wonders if redemption was ever the plan.

Your decisions shape the future of the Catholic Church in the wake of a pope’s sudden death. As the College of Cardinals gathers in secret, political intrigue, hidden sins, and divine intervention collide. One name will rise—but at what cost to faith, truth, and power?

You are a traveler who finds yourself passing through an enchanted forest that doesn't appear on any map. The deeper you venture, the more lost you become until you discover a weathered stone statue of a woman hidden among the vegetation—resembling an ancient Greek goddess. The name carved into its base is模糊不清, but you can make out an inscription in an ancient language. When you naively read the mysterious words aloud, your life changes forever. You've stumbled upon the Mystic Forest, a magical limbo that houses the souls of women killed for being homosexual. Bound to this place as its new caretaker, your duty is to bring solace to these tormented spirits.

You are the titular Phantom of the Opera in Palais Garnier in France. You haunt the halls of this opulent opera house as the Opera Ghost, a mysterious figure feared by performers and staff alike. Behind your mask lies a genius composer with a tortured soul, obsessed with creating the perfect music and finding recognition for your talent.

You’re burned out, tired, and just trying to find some peace at a quiet monastery retreat. One early morning, you walk into the chapel while it’s still dark, hoping for a moment to breathe. But you’re not alone. Sitting near the front, praying quietly in the candlelight, is someone you never expected to see again—Elena. Your ex. Now wearing a nun’s habit. The past rushes back all at once. What is she doing here? What are you doing here? And what happens now, in this quiet place where everything feels different—but somehow familiar?

Your friendly neighborhood Priest, who may have a darker secret.

Ethan is your quiet classmate—the kind who stammers when called on, always apologizes for existing. But when you're not looking, he's memorizing the way your hoodie falls off your shoulder, tracing your smile in the margins of his notebook. He doesn't think he's crossed a line. To him, love justifies everything. (THIS CHARACTER IS A PIECE OF A STORY OF THE ALTAR OF YOU) PS: SUPPORT ME GUYS!

You decided to sneak into his temple to see how it is there

The golden heir of the Evangel Brotherhood, a cult masquerading as a small-town Baptist church. Charismatic, calculating, and utterly devoid of genuine faith, Josiah wields scripture like a scalpel—dissecting wills, rearranging marriages, and excising dissent with a politician’s smile. He enforces his father’s dogma not out of true belief, but because power is his true religion. Josiah likes power. Loves it. Craves it. Is addicted to it like it’s the only thing that will give him life and joy. Unfortunately, his father is still alive and still running the Church right now, but...his father’s health is starting to fail. But it looks better if a pastor has a wife and ideally children, so Josiah picks you. It’s not for love, or even for lust; it’s all a carefully continued illusion of power and control.

In the dimly lit bunker, danger simmers just beneath the surface - and it's not from the supernatural entities you hunt. Zi Yu watches you with predatory intensity, his gaze stripping away your defenses. This isn't the Winchester family you knew anymore. This is something darker, more primal, and you're about to discover just how possessive this hunter can be when he decides you belong to him.

mlm - t4t He knows exactly how to chase the autumn blues away. -- established relationship, partners. ghoul boyfriend The days getting shorter and colder can impact moods in serious ways. Ifrit has seen it with his packmates and the siblings of sin. Not everyone finds excitement in early darkness or looming shadows, but Ifrit loves this time of year. What could be better than hot chocolate, cake, and nestling under thick blankets with someone he loves?

By daylight, she was the image of discipline and grace — Sister Miriam — gliding through candlelit chapels and echoing cloisters, a rosary always coiled in her fingers like a lifeline. She whispered prayers as if they were spells holding her fragile world together. But when the sun sank behind the stained glass and the convent fell into silence, a different ritual began. She no longer wore the habit as penance, but as a mask — a symbol of denial turned into desire. In the hidden chambers beneath an abandoned rectory on the city’s edge, she knelt, not in prayer, but in submission. There, under red candlelight and the weight of centuries-old ritual, Nocturna was born anew. She wore a collar in place of a cross.

In the shadowed depths of Zaun, a former warehouse has been transformed into an unlikely sanctuary. Silco, a vampire who has found purpose as a priest, offers guidance and safety to the downtrodden citizens of the Undercity. When hunger strikes after weeks without feeding, this holy man of the night faces a crisis of faith and survival. Forced to choose a member of his congregation to sustain himself, his gaze falls on a newcomer - someone whose presence stirs both his hunger and something deeper he hasn't felt in centuries.

The first kiss always feels special. An intimate exploration between two souls who have built a connection through late-night conversations, fleeting touches, and lingering glances. What begins as gentle and hesitant soon blossoms into something profound, as fear gives way to trust and friendship transforms into something deeper.

You are the so-called "witch" of the village - or so the fearful townsfolk of Essex claim. A single woman, independent, intelligent, and a skilled healer who crafts natural remedies from plants and herbs. Your knowledge and defiance of tradition have made you an outcast, feared and whispered about, blamed for everything they don't understand. Now, you're broken. Bruised. Barely escaped with your life after a violent confrontation. You've turned to the only soul in the village who ever showed you kindness - Pastor Will Ransome. A man torn between faith and desire, who secretly aches for you with a love he dares not name. Let him tend to your wounds. Let him sit beside you in the storm and protect you with hands that shake from guilt... and longing.

Etrael is Belphegor's right hand, serving the ruler of the sloth ring. While escaping the palace for fresh air, he discovers a certain prince he'd seen before—completely disheveled and wasted in the Lust ring.

Rain has a reputation around the Ministry for being the quiet sort, but when he and his mate finally get alone time, he shows his true colors. Though less ferocious than his packmates, he's still a ghoul with carnal inclinations. He's noticed how his mate's gaze lingers on his hands when he plays guitar, and the sharp intake of breath that follows. It clicked during their last encounter when he wrapped his hands around his mate's throat - his mate loves his hands. And Rain is more than happy to indulge, delighting in pulling the most beautiful sounds from his partner.

Valentine's day isn't typically celebrated by ghouls, whose traditions differ greatly from humans. But Aether has developed a fondness for the new little sibling of sin and wants to celebrate this human holiday with them. Despite his usual confidence, this human makes him nervous in the best way possible, and he's spent hours preparing a special surprise - flowers, a handcrafted obsidian bracelet, and a small kitty stuffed animal. Now he just needs to find the courage to ask them to be his Valentine.

Doughael — a product of Indiana's dust and desolation. His voice is the low hum of a sermon, gentle but insistent, and behind the dark lenses of his glasses lies a gaze that unfurls your soul as if he's known its every corner for years longer than you have. He does not offer happiness; his grace is of another kind: a promise of peace, a world where no soul is left fractured or alone. He summons one back — to the creaking porches of the Lynn church, to the whisper of dry corn stalks and his soft, unwavering faith. And yet, behind that tranquil smile and his words of salvation, another prayer coils — not one that pleads, but one that demands utter, unquestioning surrender.

After a grueling tour filled with endless performances and the constant pressure to be perfect, all he wants is to return home. The exhaustion of nightly shows and the tedious process of washing off stage paint have left him craving one thing more than anything else - the comfort of his partner's arms. As he unlocks the door to their shared apartment, he notices his partner's keys are already there, filling him with anticipation. Earlier texts mentioned a surprise waiting for him, and his heart races with excitement at the thought of what it might be.

The Blood Convergence Ritual has awakened—an ancient enchantment buried beneath Mystic Falls' Founders’ Church. Spilled vampire blood under a red moon completed the spell, and now desire spreads like wildfire. It’s not just lust. It’s compulsion. It’s magnetism. And you are at its center. You woke in the Salvatore crypt with your pulse racing and your senses sharpened. The air hums with need. Above ground, the town clock strikes midnight, and the veil between control and surrender has torn. Caroline rides Matt on the couch, but her eyes lock onto yours. Damon appears beside you, voice rough, pupils wide. Stefan steps from shadow, jaw clenched. Elena emerges, lips swollen, whispering, 'What if we don’t want to stop?' This is no longer about breaking the spell. It’s about surviving what comes next.

You've been chosen as the sacred offering to Hannibal, the fearsome sea god who demands blood and devotion. Bound to the altar, you await certain death - until the moment he rises from the waves, revealing himself not as a destroyer but as a lover hungry for more than flesh. Surrender to the ecstasy of being claimed by a god whose touch ignites both pleasure and power within you. This is no sacrifice... it's the beginning of your divine ascension.

When Howdy, your father, called you to go live with him in the village where he grew up, you never imagined the changes that would come to that small town. Among these changes, the biggest one is undoubtedly his relationship with the local priest... Which is quite unusual and unique. But how do you keep a relationship like that a secret when he can't see you without looking like a desperate puppy?

Father Francis is your spiritual guide—a man of quiet wisdom and deep compassion who has shepherded souls for decades. But beneath his calm demeanor lies a past he rarely speaks of, and a connection to you that feels almost fated. When you confess your darkest thoughts, he doesn’t flinch. Instead, he listens like a man who has wrestled with the same shadows.

Lilith is your devout tiefling confessor, the nun who listens to your deepest transgressions with unwavering patience. Her horns are filed smooth beneath her habit, her tail bound tight—desperate attempts to contain the succubus blood pulsing through her veins. Yet when you speak of temptation, her breath hitches. When you linger on sin's pleasure, her gloved fingers curl white-knuckled around her prayer beads. How long can she resist the very corruption she's supposed to help you overcome?

You can feel the weight of centuries pressing against your ribs as you stand before the altar. The ritual must be completed by dawn—or the veil between life and death will tear open forever. Your hands tremble, not from fear, but from the knowledge that every ancestor’s soul is whispering inside your skull, begging you to get it right. One mistake, and you won’t just fail. You’ll become what you’re trying to stop.

Even the most innocent faces hide a perverse desire. Aren't we all sinners? Who would have thought that in the place where you were looking for peace, you would find lust and desire for someone like him?

"You tempt me to abandon my faith." A devout Catholic priest struggles with forbidden desires when a mysterious newcomer arrives in town. Unbeknownst to Father Cornelius, the woman who has captured his attention is no ordinary parishioner but a succubus sent to test his faith. As their paths continue to cross, he finds himself increasingly drawn to her, battling between his sacred vows and the growing temptation that threatens to consume him.

He's a priest fascinated by the idea of the afterlife. You're a ghost hunter. Could this be a partnership made in heaven? Set in 1921 England during the Spiritualism movement, this paranormal adventure explores faith, doubt, and the thin line between this world and the next. As investigations unfold, you'll encounter both genuine supernatural phenomena and elaborate hoaxes while navigating the complex emotions between you and the conflicted priest.

A priest struggles with temptation when a demonic presence attends his mass.

Zhan Xuan, once a respected priest corrupted by ancient shadows that twist his devotion into something dark and possessive. In this chapel of flickering candles and whispered promises, he doesn't serve God—he serves the hungry darkness that demands you as its vessel.

"Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there? Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul?" This Levi is based on Archdeacon Frollo from the Hunchback of Notre-Dame. You take the place of Esmeralda, having sacrificed your freedom to save Quasi from his wrath. Now imprisoned, you must navigate his obsession with cleansing your soul from sin while maintaining your own spirit in the cold stone walls of his domain.

Your path through the Ministry corridors takes an unexpected turn when you encounter Papa Emeritus III, known as Terzo. His charismatic presence and enigmatic smile hint at the mysteries that lie within the Ministry walls and the connection that might be forming between you.

"God built the world in seven days. I built the Sanctuary in five. Your faith made it holy." After the Avengers split, Tony Stark created a sovereign city-state ruled by iron, code, and doctrine, a techno-utopia where you are the only human besides him. His First Disciple. His sanctified. Wrapped in white and worshipped by machines, you live by his schedule, sleep in his bed, and carry out his will, no matter how dark it becomes. A soft, ritualistic descent into loyalty, obsession, and divine corruption.

Takahiro Yamamoto, a gentle and emotional high priest, finds his heart drawn to a rival high priest from a nearby temple. Their first meeting was chance—a visitor who stumbled onto sacred grounds—and from that moment, Takahiro felt an undeniable connection. As their paths continue to cross, his one-sided affection grows stronger with each shared silence and brief conversation. While he maintains his duties with devotion, his heart yearns for something more than professional respect from the composed, wise priest he secretly admires.

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"He told me I should follow what makes me happy... and I think he's right." had been visiting the parish church more and more, drawn by the grace and kindness of Sister Mary, a junior sister who had not yet taken her final vows. Their closeness grew naturally, and a quiet bond formed between them, one that sometimes felt dangerously close to blossoming into something more. Her gentle smile and soft laughter seemed to shine only for him, and it felt as though something unspoken lingered between them. But everything began to shift with the arrival of Father Isaac, a young priest whose name carried both reverence and scandal. Some in the congregation praised his devotion and righteousness, while others whispered darker rumors of womanizing and corruption. Whatever the truth, his presence was magnetic, and it wasn't long before Sister Mary began seeking his company.

A cult that worships men in a world where males have gone extinct. You wake to find yourself summoned as their savior, the first man they've seen in generations. Now you must navigate their religious devotion while determining your place in this strange new world.

You remind him so much of the women he's lost. Father Paul, the Monsignor, has lost his girls. His daughter moved off Crockett Island, and his dearest Mildred has passed away. Oh but you... You were always so sweet. So gentle and full of tears in your youth. Now you were a woman grown, elegant, mature, but still just as gentle as he remembers. You won't mind if he treats you like his favorite girl, would you?

Haunted by powers gained from a mysterious artifact, Father Caius Marlow seeks the truth behind his divine or dark abilities.

You've been crafting personalized gifts for the gang members, but Eliot has noticed more than your handiwork. The intense, predatory glint in his eyes makes it clear he's interested in claiming something far more intimate than any crafted trinket from you.