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tireurdelite) wrote in
crowspace2023-02-28 09:07 pm
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God/Priest Shipping Meme
They're your god. A holy being far beyond mere mortals like you. You've devoted your life to serving them, exalting their name and carrying out their will. They give you purpose.
But also, they're a physical entity that you could reach out and touch, if you were so bold. Whether things have always been this way or they've only recently manifested, that complicates the relationship more than a little.
tl;dr post characters, specify whether god or priest or either, add au details if you want?? have fun
But also, they're a physical entity that you could reach out and touch, if you were so bold. Whether things have always been this way or they've only recently manifested, that complicates the relationship more than a little.
tl;dr post characters, specify whether god or priest or either, add au details if you want?? have fun

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You'll make a beautiful bride.
[Perhaps not something that Jun needed or wanted reassurance about, but he gets it anyway.]
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Thank you.
[The girl gestures again, and Manjoume finally stands to go accompany her. He allows himself to be lead to the bathing area where he's handed a bunch of different soaps and lathers and fragrances that he's told is reserved for ceremonies that he needs to scrub himself all over with (and thankfully is given some privacy to do so for this part at least, thank god), followed by being dressed and fitted in the wedding robes that were shown earlier. Some jewelry is placed around his neck, some kind of hair decoration placed there, so on and so forth of fidgeting with his appearance until finally he is brought out to the main venue. Everyone is in a kneeling position on the floor, in a circular pattern facing toward the middle of the room, where it looks like it's been decorated in a manner to be almost fitting of a traditional wedding, save for the offerings of things like fruit and ointments that have been set out, and all the candles that have been lit instead of being surrounded by flowers.
There's also what looks like... pillows? That have been piled into a corner of the room along with a small table covered with a white sheet, but Manjoume's attention is forced to be redirected back to the head priest, who asks for everyone to begin with citing the usual prayers and so on speaking of gratitude to Camazotz for his strength, his guidance, his blessings for a successful future and victory over any enemies that may appear, so on and so forth until telling Manjoume to turn to their lord and give his vows.
Normally, this would probably involve praying and bowing one's head to whatever statue of the God's likeness is in the room and speaking to it, but since Manjoume can actually see the God in question, he turns directly towards wherever Camazotz has chosen to be--preferably, next to him as he speaks.]
I, Manjoume Jun, give my body, soul, and heart in offering to our great Lord Camazotz. Lord Camazotz is the being I wish to devote my life to, and I will do whatever it takes in order to satisfy his every need. I am truly grateful to be blessed by his presence, and...
[There's a pause, as he's expected to say something or other like "on behalf of my fellow worshippers of his name, I will do xyz for their benefit as well, let us have a good harvast and the blood of our enemies spilled or whatever the fuck etc etc" as well, but instead, after a moment, he blurts out--]
It makes me really happy that you chose me out of anyone else here that you could make yours. I... I love you, so I can't imagine a life without you anymore. Please take care of me as your bride.
[The words are mumbled a little toward the ending, a little embarrassed about referring to himself out loud as a bride as opposed to a groom or even partner, but listen, fuck talking about everyone else here, this is his moment to be honest and sappy for a second, okay.]
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I accept your offering with delight, Manjoume Jun.
[Judging by the reactions of other priests, he's now visible and audible to them as well. One massive wing curls around Jun's side, pulling him close.]
You will be raised above other mortals, and become divine in being, as you become one with your god.
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He leans into the pull of the other's wing at his side, a small smile at his lips.]
Thank you, My Lord. It would be an honor to be by your side like this.
[There's some movement out of the corner of his eye that he sees of the head priests quietly speaking to one another for a moment before they turn their attention back to Camazotz and quickly bow their heads to him in reverence.]
Our lord, we have prepared several items for the two of you.
[They indicate the pillows that can be be propped up and used for, ah... conjugating on, as well as removing the white sheet to reveal that on the table are a few items that may be of interest: some kind of ceremonial wine to drink, holy ointments that are likely meant to be used as lube, and... well, not actual sex toys, per-say, but definitely a few objects along those lines Camazotz is free to use if desired for having sex with his chosen bride here.
Which, certainly has Jun blushing all over again momentarily at the reminder that, oh yeah, he's about to lose his virginity in front of everyone here...]
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[Camazotz has no intention of using some of the more... unnecessary items, but the wine and ointments are nice.
First things first. Camazotz scoops Manjoume into his arms abruptly into an aptly-named bridal carry, before laying him down on his back on the pillows. Camazotz settles over him, and goes in for a deep kiss.
With Camazotz's giant wings in the way, the observers can't really see all that much of Manjoume. Whether that helps or not is debatable.]
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There's a loud gasp that he's sure everyone in the room heard him make in response to that, and for a moment he simply lets Camazotz kiss him as he pleases before he finally starts to relax--everyone has gone so quiet that he could almost pretend that they weren't there at all as he begins to reciprocate more eagerly into the kiss, his hands coming up to the other man's shoulders to grasp onto for support.]