Religiousguilt Stories

'He knew all my secrets, except one; that i'm in love with him.' |911| |male oc x eddie diaz|

𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. Cindy Johnson hates Nancy Wheeler. The feeling is mutual.

Eddie Kaspbrak gets sent away to a Catholic boarding school where he struggles with his faith more than ever, especially while he navigates his new friendship with Richie Tozier. Also, I don't mean this story to offend anyone; I was born and raised Catholic and still practice the faith, so I hope nobody takes offense. If anything I've written in this story comes off as insensitive, I'm truly sorry. A lot of Eddie's internal thoughts are a reflection of how I've struggled with my faith over the years. There's nothing wrong with being Catholic; as I said earlier, I am one myself.

In a world of humanoid insects and arachnids,we follow the love story between 2 Moths of the the classic Sun x Moon love story and also named Sun and Moon The 2 are college students both taking fashion, childhood friends that stayed close together and only grown closer But a border is set between them as Moon can't love Sun, you wanna know why? They're both boys!! Moon's conservative family could never allow,leaving tricky boundaries and rules in place for the 2 Could they fall in love? Or will they forever mourn for each other, hoping for a change or another life Trigger Warning!!!: -slurs -internalized homophobia -S/H -sexual topics -substance abuse/usage -Assault -stalking -harassment

The summer of 1985 felt like it could've lasted forever. The heat stuck to their skin like secondhand smoke-the kind Beomgyu's father left behind on the porch swing. Radios buzzed with old rock songs, tires cracked on dusty roads, and the scent of asphalt hung thick in the air. Time moved slow in their town, like molasses. Yeonjun hated it. Hated how everyone knew everything. Hated the way people smiled too sweet in grocery stores yet gossiped like knives. Hated how being different was something you instantly had to hide before you even understood what it meant. But Beomgyu... he made the summer feel alive. He was trouble wrapped in denim and sun-kissed hair, all lazy grins and scraped knees from climbing fences. His laugh was loud, shameless-the kind that turned heads. And Yeonjun couldn't stop watching him. Even when he tried. They weren't supposed to be friends. Yeonjun was the good son-the quiet one who kept his uniform neat. Beomgyu was the cautionary tale-wild, raised by a mom who never came home sober, or happy. But boredom or fate or something softer pulled them together. It started the day Beomgyu caught Yeonjun sketching him during detention. "You're either extra bored or real obsessed," he said, squinting with a grin. Yeonjun flushed red. Beomgyu just laughed. "Relax. I'd draw me too." Something started after that. Not quite friends, Just simply.. something. stolen glances during church even when Yeonjun knew Beomgyu never really paid attention, that Beomgyu just spent most of his time in church rebelling secretly till he got caught, staring at yeonjun, or spacing out shamelessly. secret meetups in abandoned train stations under the darkened skies. hangouts at the skate park when it was a little less packed, just so they could feel free to.. be themselves, without judgment. he knew they weren't supposed to really be associated like this with eachother at all, tho.. he found himself returning back to that area under the stairs often eitherway

Taehyung and Jimin are at their church's summer camp. They share a tent, some touches, and a secret.

It all started with Nikolai Gogol being too restless to keep in the house. It ended with Fyodor Dostoevsky realising his feelings for the man.

Things I don't want to keep in my notes, basically Mix of my thoughts and feelings and creative liberties :) All of this is obviously very simplified, but on the off chance someone is interested in a more complex theological debate, let me know!^^

follows Mila, a girl trapped between devotion and desire, guilt and rebellion. Raised to walk the righteous path, she finds herself drawn to Raven-a reckless, magnetic force who lives for the music, the moment, and nothing else. As their world swirls with late-night games, vinyl records, and whispered confessions, Mila teeters on the edge of sin and salvation. How far will she go before she loses herself completely?

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Six Weeks in July is a story about heat, heartbreak, and the kind of love that never really leaves you. Every July, B is sent from the city to the country-a place full of sun-bleached roads, quiet guilt, and Elijah Jameson: the preacher's son with stormy green eyes and a secret carved deep in his chest. Last summer, something happened between them. Now, with just six weeks to burn, they fall back into each other's orbit. Slowly. Messily. Desperately. But faith, family, and the past still haunt every moment. And in a town that forgives everything but the truth, their love might be the one sin they can't hide.

"My father sent me to this God-forsaken seaside hell to 'cleanse my soul,' but he forgot one thing: I was already born to burn." Welcome to Italy. Welcome to a boarding school where the bells ring too loud and the prayers feel like a chokehold. My name is Matteo De'Medici, and according to my noble, homophobic family, I am the ultimate sin. I was supposed to keep my head down, serve my time, and ignore the suffocating rules of this place. But then I saw him. Aksel Solberg. He's the school's golden boy. The one who never breaks a rule, never misses a prayer, and looks at someone like me with enough ice in his eyes to freeze the Mediterranean. He's everything I hate. He's the silence to my noise, the cross to my chaos. They think this summer will fix us. They think these walls can hold the "Exiled." But they have no idea what happens when you push a group of sinners too far in a place built for saints. The prayers are ending. The real story is just beginning

Six years ago, Robin Buckley chose fear over love and left Hawkins without ever telling Vickie the truth. Chicago was supposed to fix her. Instead, it gave her six years of loneliness, shame, and unsent apologies. When Steve invites her back home-and tells her Vickie will be there-Robin is forced to confront the past she's been running from, the woman she never stopped loving, and the truth about herself she can no longer avoid.

Sam's forced to move in with her grandparents and forced to go a summer camp. How much worse could this year get? She sees a magazine, little does she know that the girl who caught her eye will change her whole summer. Her whole life.

a drabble and a poem.

In a city where heroes fly and villains burn, Ren just wants to breathe. Juggling too many jobs and too many secrets, Ren, a trans man haunted by his father's villain legacy, spends his nights barely scraping by and his days writing journal entries no one will ever read. But when a quiet man with green eyes and a shadowed past returns his stolen wallet, Ren's life begins to twist into something far more dangerous than exhaustion. Sy isn't just a pub manager. He's not even Sy. And the more Ren learns, the closer he gets to the truth behind the Raven, the masked revolutionary who's shaking the foundations of the Hero Society itself. As Skyhaven unravels in sirens, surveillance, and sparks of rebellion, Ren must decide what it means to survive: to run, to hide, or to finally be seen, even if the whole world is watching.

Sometimes Fig feels like there's a void in her chest, a gaping void that she needs to fill with alcohol, partying, and playing with Gorgug at stranger's parties. Something about Fig will always give her the confidence to jump on a stage like she owns it and play whatever songs she wants, that same part of her makes her crave the booze and partying. She always calls it the life of a musician, however, she doesn't force the same ideal onto Gorgug.

how can an instrument tuned in the wrong way sound so right?