#tw cult

[void-thevoid]

started playing this game again recently

#spot the reference btw #cult of the lamb #cotl #tw cult #just in case #void can draw!

[dead-dove-yandere]

Can you imagine a reader where everyone around him is a yandere just because of him?

I hope this is alright! I kinda wanted to do something with a group of yanderes all loving the same darling but I wasn’t sure if I could pull it off lol. Enjoy!

The Cult

TW: Stalking, obsession, religious themes and abuse, indoctrination, cult related themes

♡ - They were a regular congregation just like any other - a close knit community all lead in prayer by the priest, each and every single one of them normal.

♡ - That was until you moved into town. The moment you first attended church, all eyes were on you. It’s only natural, you thought - you were a stranger coming into their community, of course it would take time for everyone to get used to you joining in.

♡ - You took a seat towards the back, hoping not to draw attention to yourself, yet still you could feel everyone’s eyes on you even as the service progressed.

You had no idea just how much of an effect you had really left on them all.

♡ - The progression was slow, at first - none of them wanted to admit that they were feeling something for you, something sinful, something akin to desire. A few took confession with the priest, not knowing that as they poured out their hearts to him about how much they wanted you, the priest also felt that same desire.

♡ - It wasn’t long until they began to talk amongst themselves. You’d see people whispering into each other’s ears as they stole glances, eying you up and down. You dismissed it as gossip, but in reality everyone was testing the waters, trying to gauge the popular opinion about you.

♡ - Once it became apparent that everyone was obsessed in love with you, the congregation’s attitude shifter suddenly. You came one week to find that instead of stares or glances or whispers, the congregation greeted you warmly. Everyone smiled at you, offered you assistance or assurance, ushered you to the best pew right at the front where everyone could see you.

♡ - You couldn’t fathom what might have caused such a sudden shift, but you welcomed it, glad that you had seemingly been accepted into the fold.

♡ - Many of them came up to you before and after church, making small talk and asking about you, what you enjoyed and liked, all while they wore identical, pleasant smiles.

♡ - The priest would oftentimes gently remind you that he was always available for counsel should you need it, but it seemed almost like a plea, like he wanted you to be alone with him.

♡ - As the weeks progressed, the kindness dialled up. People who had asked you about your favourite foods would bring freshly cooked dishes to gift to you, some would give you items you’d mentioned wanting, others still would make you nice clothes to wear.

♡ - If it ever rained while you left church, everyone would be practically fighting to offer you their umbrella.

♡ - It comes to a head when during one service, the priest announces that he wants to perform a special ceremony, and asks for a volunteer.

♡ - No one puts their hands up - they all look at you.

♡ - As the priest beckons you forth, other members attend to you, adorning you in fine robes, guiding you to the altar, placing wreaths of flowers around you.

♡ - You’re confused and dizzied by the attention being lavished on you as you’re ushered on top of the altar, where everyone can see you. The crowd rushes forth, held back only by the priest that commands them to be respectful of their new God - you.

♡ - Countless hands reach out towards you, hoping to caress your face, hold your hand, kiss your lips. Each and every person desperate to adore and worship you.

♡ - It’s a delicate balance - each of them wants you for themselves, but they know they cannot fight against the rest of the congregation. So, a fragile peace is held together purely by you, and by their devotion to you.

♡ - You will want for nothing, and you will never set foot outside the church again.

Dividers Credit: See Pinned Post

#yancore #yandere #yandere blog #yandere fic #yandere imagines #yandere x darling #yandere drabble #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yanblr #gender neutral reader #cult #tw cult #tw stalker #tw stalking #stalking #stalker #The Cult #Story #Meet Cute

[kirarahoshii]

sometimes a comfort show isn’t a sitcom or a romance or even remotely lighthearted. sometimes a comfort show is a survival/horror series about girls doing cannibalism and cult activities in the wilderness to survive

#eden speaks #yellowjackets #yellow jackets #tw cannibalism #tw cult #<- for the mentions #i thought i’d maybe be normal when i got into this show but no. mental illness #finished s2 and i cannot stop pacing around my room thinking abt it #i am HOOKED i’m afraid #tv shows #shauna shipman #shauna sadecki #horror #jackie taylor #taissa turner #misty quigley #natalie scatorccio #lottie matthews #van palmer #vanessa palmer #travis martinez #ben scott #javi martinez #laura lee #jeff sadecki #yellowjackets memes

[neocentral]

Dark cult leader jaemin manipulate reader's husband into her sleeping with him. But reader doesn't want it. So when she tries to run away at night...she get caught red-handed by none other than jaemin

cult leader!jaem !!!! you’re so right. also, I kinda changed the idea just a little bit. I hope that’s okay

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon, jaemin x reader, husband!jisung

jaemin smiled too much. it was slightly unsettling. his soft, big eyes held too much emotion, appearing genuine but they were muddled with the faintest tint of something you didn’t recognize and it seemed you were the only one to notice it. his smile curved in a way you didn’t like, upwards with rows of pearly white teeth peaking through. his voice was deep, but gentle and light when he wasn’t putting on the act of an eccentric man. his voice was higher then, childlike almost. his eyes looked widened and crazed – this time observable – and his affectionate, touchy tendencies worsened. you would’ve found him just as endearing and just as safe around him as everyone around you seemed to if it wasn’t for the fact the shiver that crawled up your spine at the mere sight of the man.

you never tried to adjust to him. to warm up to his overly friendly and affectionate personality. you weren’t even polite. strange and out of character for you, especially considering his relationship with your husband. but you kept interactions to a minimum, choosing to curtly greet him and avoid his attempts at conversation with you. even then it was only when your husband, jisung, was present.

sometimes you went as far as to blatantly ignore him, though you were often scolded by your husband who would preach to you for the umpteenth time just how important jaemin was. the way jisung describes jaemin always left a sour taste in your mouth. the way he praised him left and right, followed each word, held him in such high regard. it was like he considered jaemin in the same realm as a god.

you hated when he came over. begging and pleading with jisung to reconsider. jaemin’s wife cooks so much better than you. you have to wake up early in the morning. you didn’t go grocery shopping. you knew it wouldn’t work, it never did. what jaemin wanted, jaemin got.

dinner was uncomfortable. you were more on edge than usual, tuning out the chatter of your husband as he tried to fill the heavy silence. jaemin wasn’t like his usual self, the intensity of his stare fixed and unwavering as he kept his eyes on you, lips slightly quirked. you shifted in your seat, pushing your food around your plate to avoid his gaze.

you signed in relief as jaemin began to stand, hoping the night would soon be over. you didn’t expect to feel his figure loom over yours, touch creeping up your arms to your shoulders, kneading the flesh. you flinched away, brows cinched as you looked towards your husband, confused to find a composed expression on his face as he chewed in silence, watching as jaemin began to force himself on you.

you squirmed away from him, slapping and pushing pathetically at his firm chest. your clothes were shed with ease, his following quickly as his eagerness became apparent, his touch desperate and his length hardening. if you were in a different state of mind, you’d wonder how long he was waiting for this.

he was surprisingly gentle despite his desperation, letting you feel every inch of his cock as he pushed himself into you. his pace was steady, gaze as intense as ever as he watched you struggle, curses leaving your mouth and tears trailing down your face.

jaemin’s teeth sank into your shoulder, a grunt leaving his smooth lips as he pulled, steadily thrusting in and out of you. you couldn’t help the high-pitched whine that escaped you and you fought against his strong arms holding you in place, “stop it.”

jaemin lapped his tongue over the area, disapproval clear in his next words. “so disobedient. I should’ve known you wouldn’t have this under control.” his hips came to a stop, one of his hands sliding up your side, groping the swells of your chest, causing you to wiggle under his touch, wet eyes filled with hate aimed at his face. “such a shame. I really had hope for you.”

“baby…” jisung called softly, the tips of his ears red, embarrassed by your behavior. “please, don’t make a scene.”

#tw noncon #tw cult #starring... jaemin ! #screenplay… #[NEO] play… #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #nct x reader #nct smut #nct imagine #nct hard hours #nct #nct dream #jaemin

[silky-nereid]

— deer in headlights || DARK CONTENT

tw: manipulative behavior, sleep deprivation, religious themes/behavior, degradation of self worth, minor injuries, false words of salvation, power imbalance.

Yandere!cult leader x cult member!reader/you

Yandere! Cult leader who was specially helped during your initiation into the commune and was involved more in your initiation rather than other newcomers.

Yandere! Cult leader who reaffirms that you’re special, more different from newcomers because he treats you different from the others.

Yandere! Cult leader who lets you sleep in for one more hour since he tries to not make it obvious that he favors you more but helps you catch up with the flow.

“It’s time to wake up.” He smiles, sitting next to your half awake form. “I know you don’t want to get up but you must. Come on, my heart.”

You waved him away and buried your face deeper into the layers of pillows. Trembling softly while the cold rings rubbed on your exposed back and your eyes peeled open. Turning over to look at him with the remaining bits of tiredness.

“Can’t I sleep a bit more?” You asked. “Can’t you let me sleep for a bit more.”

His smile grew, holding your cheek and pulling you into his embrace; aroma of herbs and fresh flowers surrounded him.

“I know that you don’t want to get up but you have to contribute to our cause,” he said. “I know how difficult it was for you to go through the rebirth. You had struggles but I was there to help you.”

Yandere! Cult leader who keeps you from the rest of the commune because he deems them as dirty and knows that you and him are the only clean ones.

Yandere! Cult leader who makes sure that you do the easiest jobs in the commune and somehow manages to get his eyes on you to make sure that you’re doing everything that he wants; near perfection.

Yandere! Cult leader who always has you in the front row to see your behavior and notices your wandering eyes during the morning sermon.

“Your eyes,” he said. “Why were they wandering?”

His hands remained on your shoulder, silver eyes that once held love now held a scrutinizing tone, your breathing was rapid thinking that if you decided to look away, his very glare would rip you down.

“I don’t,” you stammered, “know why..know why they wandered. It was—you’re upset with me?”

“Very upset, my heart.” His hand let go of your shoulder, holding your chin. “I know that you’re better than this. We both know this, has something caught your attention?”

“Why do you not let me do other jobs?” You asked. “I can do them. Let me try to recruit the lost ones to our—“

“You’re too important for those jobs, let’s stick to the jobs that you know,” he said. “You don’t need to be around such repulsive and filthy people, my heart.”

Yandere! Cult leader who desperately tries to find you in your usual job that he assigned but he couldn’t seem to find you.

Yandere! Cult leader who hears from a commune member that you somehow managed to sneak onto one of the many cars that was transporting members to the outside to recruit the lost ones.

Yandere! Cult leader who gets reports from members that your immediate family gets in contact with you and he immediately wants you back in the commune to repent and begin the cleansing ritual because he can’t have his favorite member falling back in their old ways of damnation.

“I gave you everything.” His hands rested on the cabinet. “My heart, you’re disgusting. The outside polluted you, you’re not pure anymore. Don’t be afraid, I will lead you back to your salvation.”

Cold knees against the wooden floor that carved into your bruised skin and only a thin towel was draped over your shoulders to cover your wet skin, sobs escaped your mouth and wracked your body. He slipped on gloves and walked towards you, wiping away the tears. A smile carved on his lips, tears dribbled further down and using a handkerchief to wipe away the remains of vomit from your cracked lips.

“I know that your stomach doesn't like tea,” he said. “It’s for precautions to get rid of the toxins from your insides, dear. See I know that you can handle this.”

“I don’t think I can,” you responded.

Yandere! Cult leader who makes you get up earlier than the others to begin your tight schedule and smiles when you go to him for basic necessities because he’s restricted every single luxury that you had before your stunt.

Yandere! Cult leader who occasionally leaves you sleep deprived and makes you repeat passages that he chose to drill into your mind since you’re too tired to focus on anything else.

Yandere! Cult leader who happily finishes your cleansing process and spoils you for the day. He no longer scrubbed your skin when it felt like it was bleeding but held you without the gloves and praised you for making it back to him.

You curled up in his arms, gasps escaped your mouth while parts of your limbs were still wrapped in bandages due to the harsh scrubbing process.

“Look at you, my heart.” He kissed the side of your temple. “You’re finally perfect and I intend to keep you this perfect.”

#yandere imagines #yandere x you #tw yandere #yandere idea #yandere x reader #yandere oc x reader #yandere male x reader #yandere prompt #yandere oc #tw manipulation #tw vomit #tw degradation #tw self destruction #tw sleep deprivation #tw cult #yandere fanfiction #yandere fic #yandere headcanons #tw dark themes #tw dark content

[byebyassociation]

Analysis explaining why Daan can be inferred as a survivor of sexual violence, particularly in childhood through the Bunnymasks.

Text version below cut

“But it’s never stated Daan is a csa survivor”

Daan’s parents raised him in the Bunnymask sect of Sylvian’s cult. This sect is one of the few religious communions we’ve seen ingame.

It’s a massive orgy.

His parents traveled around to attend these orgies and neglected Daan

“Since you were a toddler, you had been travelling around the Europa with your parents. Your parents were devout followers of the older god of fertility and creation, Sylvian. Because of the nature of Sylvian's cult, in each new town you'd witness your parents putting on their rabbit masks and heading to the meadows naked with all the other cult members. You hated this life. Your parents would be more concerned on the matters of religion than you.” 

Which would be the end of it if not for this line

“To make it worse, they even tried to pass on the healing gift of Sylvian to you.”

Daan does not learn healing whispers at this point in time. He does not learn loving whispers either. Both are spells which restore the body’s health. He doesn’t learn anything from this, in fact. This is not something that can be used in a playthrough nor even further elaborated on in flavor dialogue.

In the original Fear and Hunger when you encounter the Bunnymask cult you are able to join in their activities. This gives your party a full mind and body heal. Unfortunately this is likely what Daan learned in his youth.

Daan was sexually trafficked through his faith while under the age of 13.

“You were 13 years of age and alone in the Kingdom of Rondon. You had to do something for living...”

Pickpocket Route

“You weren't cut out to be a street thug, so you had to rely on the only skills you had for the money... The healing gift of Sylvian. You ended up starting a street praction of medical care where you'd heal people of all social classes. You soon became surprisingly adept with the healing gift of Sylvian.”

And sadly escaped this sex cult by further being exploited through underage sex work, here is where he learned formal Sylvian spells

“You learned Healing Whispers and your affinity with Sylvian grew!”

Honest Work Route

“A butler of a local aristocrat took you under his wing as an apprentice. You started working for the Baron Eihner Von Dutch.”

Or offering sexual knowledge to an older man in exchange for an education, a deal called a ‘proposition’ by an older Daan.

“He taught you about the modern medical practices in exchange for your knowledge on the older god Sylvian.”

Note: Eihner being a predator of some kind is a heavily contentious theory as it hinges on his behavior as a sulfer cultist. However it is pretty fucking weird tm to be having a kid talk about sylvian, goddess of fertility, sex and lust in exchange for some sort of education

This is not all, just the instances and implications that immediately come to mind.

#fear and hunger #daan #daan fear and hunger #character analysis #f&h #tw abuse #tw sa #tw cult #tw rap3 #tw csa #f&h termina #daan termina #fear and hunger termina #funger #tw religious trauma

[wizardsaur]

Hey kids,

Let's talk about "woo-woo" people red flags, shall we?

If you've been in the occult, mystical, witchcraft game for long enough, you've probably seen your fair share of weirdos.

You know.

The ones who think the antisemitic conspiracies are real. The essential oils can cure cancer types. The guy who seems cool at first then seems convinced that the hand of God is in the Sahara desert.

There's more to being grounded in this community than avoided the racist norsepagans.

You are intelligent. You are wise. You have a world of resources and knowledge at your fingertips. And yet!

YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO CULTS

It never starts out feeling crazy. It never feels crazy in the moment. Believing aliens built massive structures to channel energy around the world DOESN'T SEEM WEIRD. And it sure doesn't change when the entire group's thoughts collectively devolve into situations like Heaven's Gate.

No one who cut their hair and had their last meal at Marie Calendar's thought they were wrong.

YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO CULTISH THOUGHT. YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO MISINFORMATION.

Be so careful peeps. It's human nature to want to belong, to want to learn more. Speaking as a 3 time cult joined, it is so fucking easy to lose yourself in online forums, threads, group chats...

#witchcraft #witch #magick #magic #witchy #pagan #baby witch #spell #witchblr #paganism #cult survivor #cw cults #tw cult #cults #qanonisacult #new age #pipeline

[xjulixred45x]

Ryomen Sukuna x Douma! Reader

Request from @angel-tsugikuni-kamukura .

Can I please request more of the female douma but with sukuna falling in love with her.

Her one day showing up imagine her and gojo being friends with her being to lazy to do her work and sukuna finding out who easy humans trust her and is like I'll have her as mine or vessels.

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: Female

Warnings:The reader has the past and attitude of Douma from KNY, that is, she has difficulty understanding and expressing emotions. apart from a shady past and is worshiped by a cult. she has rainbow eyes and gray hair, if a reader with a specific appearance bothers you, don't read this. CULTS AND WHAT THEY CONVINCE, SUKUNA. i think is all.

OKEY, To be fair, this wasn't the first time Sukuna saw a person like you. at least not at this time.

Sukuna had lived centuries, longer than any man, he had seen people like you be born and die, with a unique appearance who were seen as gods by the inhabitants of Japan.

They were all different, some took it more seriously, others were buffoons not worthy of their time. but there was one in the Heian era that definitely caught his attention. He was very similar to you.

a woman with gray hair and the most beautiful rainbow eyes a human could have.

Even if she was beautiful, she had the soul of a curse. He only lived for his own pleasure, he didn't care about anything. and the best? The humans loved her even so, she handled the masses very well.

Sukuna might somewhat respect the tricks of your past lives. but when you developed your own cursed technique similar to Uraume's.

It became a habit for him to look for you in your subsequent lives when he was sealed, to see how you progressed and became more powerful.

You stood out a lot, so it was very easy.

until at some point... you stopped appearing on his radar.

It was very strange. But when he tried to look for your next life, it seemed like he hadn't even been born, as if the cycle had been paused indefinitely. which frustrated him a lot, you were very entertaining to watch in action, what had happened?

He even considered that you had been born in another country, but he was not sure, because otherwise there would be news about it, you were very rare when you appeared, unique, he would have to know when you were born. but he didn't hear from you for a long time.

when current events occur. He had already lost interest in finding you, thinking that you had simply already mixed with humans who would have tainted your strange heritage. a shame according to him. You had a lot of potential.

But then, one day, something happens.

He is already with Yuji as his vessel for this time. much to his chagrin.

Yuji was told that he would meet a new teacher who would be dedicated to educating his group temporarily, a teacher about whom they didn't have much information to be honest. But they did know that she was strong and that she was very beautiful, which obviously caught their attention.

Sukuna just rolled his eyes waiting for something interesting. and found it.

Imagine his surprise when Yuji entered the classroom and the person who was there was YOU, with your gray hair and rainbow eyes, identical, just like your past versions. Sukuna paid attention immediately.

This was the first time he would witness your personality and abilities up close, and if you were half as powerful now as you were in the Heian Era, then he would have to learn a couple of your moves, just in case you ended up being a nuisance in your path or, in the opposite case, a possible ally.

Let's just say you didn't disappoint.

Your attitude was still similar to what Sukuna had heard from your previous versions, carefree, relaxed, too much, more than worrying about teaching, you worried about having fun doing Sorcery.

That was already something that caught Sukuna's attention, in a good way. They had similar ideas. you only lived for your own entertainment and pleasure, even if that meant being seen as lazy or irresponsible by your classmates or students.

but there was also something that Sukuna noticed that sparked a stronger interest. It was the fact that you really didn't feel ANYTHING AT ALL.

It was clear as day, the forced smile he wore all the time was far from genuine, when you were sad that your students called you lazy it wasn't a real sadness, it could be seen that really all you did was change your facial expression to the situation but you didn't really alter anything else, it was a facade, a mask.

You couldn't fool him of all "people" although there was genuine emotion you showed. anger.

angry when Megumi Fushiguro told you that you sounded like a robot clown. There Sukuna could see the break in your mask, how there really was a total change in you even though it was minimal.

so you can feel emotions huh? interesting.

After that Sukuna tried to generate one last emotion that he was interested in seeing in you, fear.

so he made a mouth appear on Yuji's cheek to speak to you directly. mostly obscenities.

and what did he get?

that you would look at him with a GENUINE expression of FASCINATION....

Was that less than he thought? Yes, but did it make things even better? Yes too!

After that Sukuna would have something like these little conversations with you trying to figure you out, both in character and ritual technique. He couldn't decide if you really didn't feel any emotion or if it was just a very well done reflection.

Although it wasn't easy because Gojo realized that Sukuna was having an interest in you and as a good friend he tried to keep him away from you, at least during class hours.

What if you refused to leave? Well, that led to a pretty bloody fight that Sukuna was lucky enough to see, luckily you haven't changed much in power either. but not only that...

At some point, Gojo missed a blow of his, and destroyed a part of your jaw, pulberizing it.

Sukuna was about to take control to save your skin, but then he saw how you regenerated your own jaw like it was nothing and even joked that "that was quite a punch."

Sukuna decided something at that moment, he was going to have you as a tenth place, partner? As a new vessel? who knows. but he must have you.

If we go to advanced terms of "relationship" you and Sukuna are practically a perfect match.

You never have a problem with pain or anything, you even enjoy it, Sukuna enjoys inflicting pain, so the two of you end up in a surprisingly balanced relationship.

Sukuna has mixed feelings about your cult, on the one hand he loves how you handle people and finds it good quality entertainment, but on the other hand he is fine with just Uraume, although I don't think he would kill your cult unless that they will make a great offense against you, which he knows is unlikely to happen.

He likes that your cult pampers you, he -threatens- urges them to do it more often. which translates into ending up doing almost nothing all day because the cult already has it covered so you can spend more time with Sukuna.

POWER.COUPLE. Even if Sukuna fights alone, he considers you his second in command (along with Uraume) in case something happens. his general, basically.

at this point Sukuna can read you and your "emotions" very well and honestly? he loves it. You are so confused, so perverse and selfish, but you feel a genuine fascination with the one who makes you ignore everything that supposedly "matters" to you.

You are like the personification of his ideals, so he can "love" you in some way.

Sukuna enjoys seeing you happy, as strange as it may sound, so he doesn't just learn what things make you happy, and what things don't. In these latter cases he always ends up laughing out loud at your reactions. disgust, anger, sadness, surprise. any tbh . He lives for it.

Your Cult is a normal spot for breaks and a very good spot to have some privacy, with your lazy nature, you just spend it on Sukuna's lap while he plans his next move, like a Cat.

Sukuna is not someone who considers appearance paramount or important, but he makes the most of your unique appearance and the benefits it has with humans (not only your cult, but with other religious movements for example).

apart from the fact that in general there is always a certain pride in having a wife as beautiful as you around.

Nowadays I don't think he tries to have you as a vessel, he simply no longer sees the point now that his main objective is to recover its original form.

and when he does it? ohhhh boy, you two are going to have so much FUN together.

If he regains his original form, he will most likely also want you to gain your original powers from the Heian Era, making you both unstoppable.

In general, Sukuna at first is interested in you to see if you meet his expectations, but when you not only do that but exceed them, it ends in a more intense and "genuine" interest that ends up dragging you to the darker side of the story.

Sukuna will take good care of you at least.

Shares, reglogs and comments are very welcome!

Thank you for the Request ❤️

#headcanons #fem reader #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu no kaisen #ryomen sukuna #jujutsu kaisen ryomen #jujutsu sukuna #sukuna #jjk ryomen #jjk sukuna #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #tw cult #tw kinda yandere? its sukuna

[420technoblazeit]

by far the funniest thing to come out of the mob psycho fandom is dimple x serizawa x reigen. they have maybe one rational thought between them

dimple started a cult and got his ass kicked by a 13 year old. and his backup plan was to manipulate that 13 year old's younger brother. he also looks like a fart cloud 99% of the time. serizawa's been a social hermit for most of his life and would probably have a heart attack ordering a subway sandwich. reigen quit his job at an office to scam people for a living. he's constantly rolling nat 20s on charisma and failing intelligence throws at the same time

mob walks into spirits and such one day and it's just mob and his gay dysfunctional dads now. ritsu would start his homophobia arc

#mp100 #mob psycho 100 #ekuserirei #is htat the ship name??????/ #reigen arataka #reigen #serizawa katsuya #katsuya serizawa #dimple #ekubo #cult mention #cult tw #tw cult

[radinclus-not-radqueer]

Radqueers are a cult.

I am a cult survivor, I have been one far before I was in the radqueer community. As a cult survivor, the radqueer community IS a cult. If you've never been in the community, and have only been an outside observer, it's understandable that you wouldn't realize this, but claiming radqueers are "just assholes" is a slap in the face to people like me who have been permanently traumatized by them.

Here is a commonly used model of how cults work:

If you go through every single point in this, the radqueer community checks almost every one of them. People have already pointed this out many times before, however I will explain it again for people who haven't seen those posts.

(Skipping over ones that don't fully apply or that I haven't personally experienced. Most of these are pretty brief because I don't think anyone will read an entire essay for every point)

Rigid rules - radqueers force you to include everyone and everything, and never question what you're accepting lest you get labeled as "not a real radqueer" and harassed. You must accept any and all predatory relationships, or you'll receive the same treatment as "antis". If that isn't "rigid rules", I don't know what is.

Rewards and punishments - you coin a term people like, or make an "I love pro-cs" post? Everyone likes you, praises you, sends you asks telling you how amazing you are! You dare to question anything about the community? You get cast out, banned from servers, harassed, sent death threats, and doxxed.

Dependence and obedience - radqueers make their victims believe that this is the only community that will accept them. They say that every other community will hate them for their identity, and this is the only "real radinclus" community. This causes people to feel trapped there, or in other words become entirely dependent on the community for validation and support. They convince people that if they leave, or do anything wrong that causes them to be forced out, they'll have nowhere to go. This forces them into obedience for fear of being left all alone and being completely abandoned.

Deception - this one is very, very obvious. There's a reason why radqueers label themselves as "radically inclusive", "pro-consent", "pro-bodily autonomy" - they are not just saying these things because they don't understand what they mean. They're intentionally using uplifting, inclusive language that sounds really great and supportive to deceive people into joining them. This is also why they use emoji codes, so other radqueers will recognize them but people who don't know what radqueers are will be lured into their trap.

Propaganda - pretty similar to the above. They label everything as "radical inclusion" and tell people that they have to support all these things to be "truly inclusive". They make cute flags and emoji codes to make grooming, abuse, racism, ableism, and transphobia seem cool and fun, to further lead people into their trap. By definition, propaganda is "information, especially of a biased or misleading nature, used to promote or publicize a particular political cause or point of view". All these cutesy emojis, symbols, flags, and terms are propaganda.

Discourages access to outside sources of information - radqueers constantly say that all science, psychology, and medical information is "biased" and "bigoted". If you provide them with any information on how what they're doing is wrong, they pull out any number of excuses and then tell their "friends" how bigoted and exclusionist the source is. This makes it seem like radqueers are the only reliable source of information, and anything else is untrustworthy.

Insider/outsider doctrine - this is painfully clear with how they refer to everyone who disagrees with them as "antis". Even if you're just an outside observer, you pick up on this quickly.

All/nothing, good/evil, us/them dogma - once again, they refer to anyone who differs even slightly in opinion as an "anti" or "anti in training", and the second anyone decides to question why they're literally supporting nazis and blackface, they get labeled as an "anti" and "horrible person". They play the victim any time they get told that what they're doing is wrong, while crying and complaining about how much they're harassed and about how "mean" and "rude" anti-radqueers are.

Feeling chosen or special - radqueers very obviously convince themselves that they're so unique and special, which is why terms like transship or transhasapetcat exist. They want to seem really cool and special, and make completely normal things into obscure, "special" identities, like calling yourself translivesintheuk instead of just saying you wanna move to the UK. As someone who's been in their servers, they hoard identities like this because it makes them feel temporarily special and unique, which makes them convinced that what they're doing is right.

Guilt/manipulation - radqueers do this all the time. When someone says they aren't sure if they support something or not, radqueers immediately get all teary-eyed and upset, claiming that the person would be "basically an anti" if they decided not to support it. I've even seem someone cry and complain over being rejected by an anti-transnazi radqueer and claim that it was "ableist" that the person rejected them. Everyone defended and comforted the person who was rejected, immediately siding with them for fear of being "ableist", saying that it was wrong to be against literal nazis. This is very clear manipulation and guilt-tripping.

Phobia indoctrination - phobia indoctrination is where people in the cult make others terrified of leaving for fear of being hurt, killed, etc. As I've explained earlier, radqueers try to scare people into staying by saying that if they leave the community, no one will ever support or love them, and they'll never be accepted outside of it. People who went into the radqueer community after being anti-radqueer know firsthand how awful the harassment, doxxing, and death threats from radqueers are. People in the community who have doubts are very clearly too scared to leave, and people who don't have doubts have been convinced that no one will ever love them except for radqueers.

Anyways, I hope that this clears up how the radqueer community is a cult! Feel free to add on with your own experiences or additions, and please stop invalidating and shaming survivors.

#anti radqueer #anti transabled #anti transid #anti transage #anti trace #anti transx #former radqueer #anti transautistic #ex radqueer #tw discourse #tw cult

[radfleur]

NEO - ROMANTICISM . . .

PT One: Neo-Romanticism... End PT One.

an umbrella term f0r a fult / ne0religi0n rev0lved ar0und 0ne ' s partner [ s ] , crush [ es ] , significant 0ther [ s ] , 0r 0therwise r0mantic c0mpani0n [ s ].

PT Two: An umbrella term for a fult / neo-religion revolved around one's partner(s), crush(es), significant other(s), or otherwise romantic companion(s).

NE0 - R0MANTICISM can be used by . . .

any0ne ! the angel d0es n0t have a specific DNI , but this label is a FULT UMBRELLA , which means this label is specifically aimed at RADQUEERS !!

PT Three: Neo-Romanticism can be used by... anyone! The angel does not have a specific DNI, but this label is a fult label, which means this label is specifically aimed at radqueers! End PT Three.

! ! !

d0 tell the angel if this is a rec0in , and cite an archived s0urce :3

PT Four: Do tell the angel if this is a recoin, and cite an archived source. End PT Four.

#tw cult #tw fult #fult #rq coining #fult coining #🪷 — angel coins #🌈 — angel hoard #pro radqueer #pro rq 🌈🍓 #radqueer #rq safe #rq 🌈🍓 #rqc🌈🍓 #rq community

[ginumo]

asked a friend for advice and came to a realization

#cult of the lamb #tw cult #tw cult mention

[riality-check]

It starts, as always, with the bees.

They’re what the locals talk about. If you go into town, especially in the summertime when the air is dry and the sun is hot and any scrap of shade or breeze feels like a five star hotel, the locals talk about the bees. The swarms, the droning, the lazy flutters in the gardens and near the porches. 

If you see bees in Hawkins, Indiana, they say, they’re from the Lab.

The Lab isn’t actually a lab. It’s a derisive nickname for a community five miles outside of town; through the woods, near the woods, in the woods, they’re not really sure. No one from Hawkins goes further than the little sign on the dirt road to and from.

Honey Haven. An experimental community founded on trust, cooperation, and the goodness in all men’s hearts. Est. 1966. Population: 565. Settlement: five miles east.

“Experimental” was all it took for the locals to come up with the nickname. They’re a practical group - farmers, workmen, store owners - and not a creative one.

Steve nods politely and gently shoos a bee away from his face as he listens to the chief of police complain, for the fourth time in the two days they’ve been here, about being barred entry and denied warrants, about nearly being arrested himself when he tried to sneak in.

“Something is wrong about that place,” he insists.

“We know that, chief,” Robin says. “That's why we’re here.”

Well, it’s not the whole truth. The whole truth is that they’ve been asking enthusiastic locals for nearly six months now for help. They’ve asked the mailman for what mail he delivers there (beekeeping supplies and letters in, but few letters out), the garbage collector for what they throw out (wood, clothes, a whole lot of paper), and some bored housewives to root through the phone book and call the main line (a cheerful voice answers and promptly starts asking what got them interested).

All in all, it’s fishy. Maybe not as concerning as their client made it out to be, but worth paying a visit. Worth seeing what the deal is.

Worth meeting Eddie Munson, whose worried uncle hired Steve and Robin to investigate his whereabouts after not hearing from him for a year.

“They limit communication,” the chief - Hopper, his name tag says - “but they’ll let you come and go at first. We’ll be able to get more letters in than out.”

“We know,” Steve says, shooing another bee off of Robin. “We got this.”

“I really hope so.”

They say their polite goodbyes and start walking down the road. No cars in the settlement, they’ve learned. Too much noise, too much pollution. They hurt the bees.

Steve and Robin walk five miles down the dirt road in the middle of the afternoon in July. They’d speak, ordinarily, fill the silence with jokes and stories and laughter, but silence is nowhere to be found.

The droning of bees from swarms unseen fills the air, and Steve thinks, while fanning himself with his hands, that the sound could swallow him whole.

Part 2. Part 3 (background lore)

#ty lexi for screaming about this with me #idk if there will be more but thoughts have been thunk #and are being thunked #and will be thunked #ria writes #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #jim hopper #wayne munson #stobin #platonic with a capital p #stranger things #st #stranger things ficlet #st ficlet #tw cult #this is cult shit babes #have fun

[worst-mother-throwdown]

BRACKET 1

FINAL BATTLE

TW: child abuse, murder, mass murder, physical abuse, torture, waterboarding, electrocution, cult, animal cruelty, animal death

Mrs. Momose propaganda

Titania propaganda

#worst mother throwdown #worst fictional mother throwdown #amane momose #milgram #milgram project #october daye titania #october daye #tw child abuse #tw murder #tw mass murder #tw physical abuse #tw cult #tw waterboarding #tw electrocution #tw animal cruelty #tw animal death

[thecorvidforest]

if any of my lovely moots or followers see a post floating around about how RAMCOA (Ritual Abuse, Mind Control, Organized Abuse) is supposedly an antisemitic conspiracy theory asserting that there’s a global underground cult network doing occult sacrifices please know that person has an extremely incorrect idea of what RAMCOA is.

RAMCOA doesn’t mean global cult doing sacrifices. it’s an umbrella term about a few specific types of abuse. “organized abuse” doesn’t mean global cult. it can be as small as a single family. “ritual abuse” doesn’t mean occult sacrifices. rituals can be literally anything. “mind control” doesn’t mean a secret memory wiping machine, it means programming (and other things).

and no, the RAMCOA community doesn’t have a secret dark agenda to convince all trauma survivors that their missing memories must be because of some memory wiping machine belonging to a secret underground sacrificial cult. most of us seek out every possible alternative explanation before looking at RAMCOA, and we encourage others to do the same.

i can see how they got there from the perspective of someone who knows a lot about antisemitism and nothing about RAMCOA but to assert the entire thing is fake is extremely disrespectful and dangerous. i won’t go into specifics of what RAMCOA is exactly because that would be too triggering for us, but please don’t form your opinion off a post from someone who is not a RAMCOA survivor and has a fundamental misconception of what it means. thanks.

also please don’t seek out and send hate to the OP. and please don’t send this post their way, we have no interest in discoursing about this. this is just a PSA for our followers.

#corvidforest #and just for the record i am a jew who’s spent years studying antisemitism. i know what conspiracy theory they’re talking about #it’s a very real conspiracy theory #it just does not apply to ramcoa #ramcoa #ramcoa survivor #ramcoa system #tw ramcoa #ramcoa tw #cult tw #cult #cult survivor #tw cult

[isolated-bats]

ykw? im gonna say it, i love you all. even if you hurt people to survive, even if you hurt others because you didnt know better, even if your abusers made you feel like you would never be loved. you all matter and deserve to heal from the shit you were put through when you were too young and vulnerable to understand what was going on. even if you figured it out and left or only realized when you were older or any situation you were put through. you deserve to heal and move past that.

also chances are youre scrolling through tags to remember shit so stop, you will remember when youre ready. dont push yourselves, go drink some water and get a comfort item if youre going to continue and remember that even if you dont fully remember what happened, or remember it in vivid detail you are valid and loved

#bat's shit #ramcoa #ramcoa survivor #cult survivor #tw cult #tw ramcoa #hc did #hc did system #idk i just want all of you to know you are loved and matter #yk be the change you want to see in the world and all that