This ONESHOT contains topics of: homophobia, going to hell for loving the same gender.
Lesbians. The lover is not mentioned but it is said to be a woman. Female reader.
Let me know if I forgot anything.
Enjoy
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In the hushed stillness of the family living room, (Name) 's heart beat like a drum, each thud echoing her apprehension. The weight of her truth bore down on her, a burden she could no longer carry alone. With trembling hands and a voice laced with determination, she faced her parents, "Mom, Dad, there's something I need to share with you."
As the words tumbled out, a tempest brewed in the room, emotions swirling like a turbulent sea. Her parents' faces mirrored a mosaic of emotions, from curiosity to shock, then settling into a rigid disbelief. Her mother's eyes widened in disbelief, her voice barely a whisper, "How could you stray from the path we've guided you on?" Her father's gaze bore into her, a silent storm gathering strength.
The air crackled with tension as conflicting beliefs collided, each word a sword in the battle of acceptance versus rejection. (Name) stood at the precipice of vulnerability, her truth a beacon in the darkness of their disbelief. "I've found someone who completes me, someone who I love deeply," she confessed, her voice steady despite the turmoil within.
Their reaction was a thunderous silence, heavy with unspoken condemnation. "This love you speak of, it goes against all we hold sacred," her father's voice resonated with stern disapproval. Her mother's eyes brimmed with tears, torn between the daughter she loved and the doctrines she couldn't betray. In that moment, (Name) felt the weight of their rejection, a heavy cloak she couldn't shed.
Yet, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, (Name) stood tall, her spirit unbroken by their words of condemnation. She knew her journey to self-acceptance would be fraught with challenges, but she refused to let their rejection dim the light of her truth. In the face of their storm, she found the strength to weather it, her resolve a beacon of hope in the darkness of their disbelief.
"You cannot love her," they whisper, their words heavy with judgment, cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "For it is a sin," they declare, their voices laden with centuries of ingrained beliefs and traditions.
"So be it then," I say, my voice a calm defiance amidst their storm of disapproval. "I will walk into hell gladly, knowing I've held heaven in my hands." My words, a declaration of love that transcends their earthly confines, resonate with a quiet strength that even their condemnation cannot shake.
In the face of their judgment, I stand unwavering, my love a beacon of light in the darkness of their narrow-mindedness. I refuse to let their words of sin and shame tarnish the purity of what I feel. For in the depths of my heart, I know that love, true love, is a force that knows no boundaries, respects no limits, and defies all conventions.
As I gaze into the eyes of the one I love, our hands intertwined, I find solace in the knowledge that our love is a sacred bond, a testament to the beauty of authenticity and the power of acceptance. And so, hand in hand, we walk forward, unafraid of the flames of judgment, for we carry within us the eternal flame of love that no darkness can extinguish.
"Kissing her feels so right, you know? If it really were a sin, maybe I don't want to go to heaven," I whisper softly, my words tinged with a hint of rebellion and a touch of longing. In that moment, as our lips meet in a dance of passion and desire, I feel a sense of completeness wash over me, a feeling so pure and intense that it transcends any notions of right or wrong.
In the warmth of her embrace, I find solace, a sanctuary where judgment and guilt hold no power. For in the intimacy of our connection, I discover a truth that resonates deep within my soul - that love, true love, is a force that defies all rules and regulations, a force that knows no boundaries and recognizes no limits.
As I lose myself in the sweetness of her kiss, I realize that heaven, with all its promises of purity and perfection, pales in comparison to the paradise I find in her arms. And so, with a heart full of defiance and a spirit unbound by convention, I choose love over fear, passion over restraint, and the intoxicating bliss of her touch over the distant allure of heaven's gates.
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I do NOT support homophobia. This was written for this fanfic and angst.
This fanfic is not made to offend anyone but purely to be read and enjoyed.
If you see another name instead of (name) my bad this was going to be an x oc but I took that thought back.
Let me know how I can improve.
( also yes I included some quotes I found on the internet. )
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Forbidden Bliss / wlw / woman oc x female reader
Romance"Kissing her feels so right, you know? If it really were a sin, maybe I don't want to go to heaven," I whisper softly, my words tinged with a hint of rebellion and a touch of longing. In that moment, as our lips meet in a dance of passion and desire...
