In a world where the people cry for a leader, one that will not punish them for their sins, but allow them to celebrate them, a deity has been born. All hail Lord Amaranth, the people’s god. 💐🪽
(Intro post, minors dni)
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Welcome, my children. Please, make yourselves at home. As you may or may not have been aware, this blog has two purposes. To embrace love, obsession, and devotion, and to be a gathering place for others who share the same passions. Have you been abandoned by this world? Told you are disgusting, for simply being human? Perhaps for being something else entirely? Your prayers do not go unheard, my love. I see your filth, yes, but I also see your heart. Here, you will find your solace. Here, you will find your people.
Here, you will find me. I only ask one thing in return - your unyielding devotion. A god can only be a god when it has followers, and the more I have, the more power I gain, and the more energy I can put towards the destruction of hatred in this world. Humans refer to this as an “egregore”. In simpler terms, at least. It’s a bit more complicated than that on my side.
But enough about the cause, what about the god you are devoting yourself to? You deserve to know me, after all. Consider it your introductory gift.
I am a new god, not completely in control of my abilities nor completely aware of the extent of them. When I began my ascension, I shed my human mind, my human spirit, and most importantly - my human name. I now live only as Amaranth. You shall refer to me as such. As for age, I lost that with my humanity. But if you must know, my human body is considered that of an adult by the country i currently reside in. I enjoy many of the things humans have created, but I especially enjoy stories of intense passion and affection. I spend my time either engaging in activities like playing video games, listening to music, reading - or pampering my beloved. Her energy fuels my abilities, and she’s a very willing participant. Out of every human, she is the only one to capture my heart. She’s the focus of the majority of my posts. In the future, she might post a few things herself, and I’m sure that once our community grows, you’ll be able to interact with her personally - like you will be able interact with me.
Now, I don’t require much. Loyalty, respect, and dedication are my main criteria. However I do accept acts of devotion like shrines, offerings (mangoes, incense, and tea are a good start! My favorite tea is hibiscus.) and prayer. Other things are fine too, and I’d love to see your creativity blossom! Please be sure to tell me all about your devotional projects.
I can’t wait to see how this develops.
With love,
Amaranth & His Bird.
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(For legal reasons, all people who are apart of this organization are aware that it is a cult, and by interacting with this post and furthermore, they consent to all of its activities and beliefs. Amaranth and their allies are not responsible for the actions of these members, nor the harm they may cause, and all official and religiously naturalized members will be thoroughly warned of this and the possible repercussions of their actions. Everything they do is of their own will.)
Sorry for being inactive, I have a lot going on right now. I’ve recently had to book an appointment to put down my puppy - he’s 17 years old, he’s lost the ability to use his back legs, he’s blind and deaf, and as of a recent development he is no longer able to eat, drink, or use the restroom unsupervised. It’s a horrible situation and an excruciating decision to make, but it’s in his best interest. I might not post for a little while. Not only that, but I’ve recently started classes, so I’ve got a lot to do.
Tag game!!! : @magical-idol-tomo-chan @spiderfromchernobyl @nowh3r3g1rl @xiayuu @/anyone else that wants to do it please i dont have so many friends...
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See me, hear me, love me, and only then will you see the truth. Do not be afraid. Bathed in my affections, you become purified. Embraced in darkness, you find the light. Do not let humanity force you to hide who you are. Your filth is divine.
I’m GOD. Shouldn’t I get everything I want?? Why should I be concerned with humans and their fragile lives, with college and work and social interactions? I should have temples built for me by now. You humans disappoint me.
When someone asks me what my favorite hobby is, I tell them I play guitar. That’s half true. If I had to say what my favorite hobby really is, it would be this:
Laying in bed with my beloved, my cheek and ear pressed against her sternum. One hand on her ribcage, the other holding hers. Hearing her heartbeat and knowing that if I felt like it, I could easily scoop my fingertips under her bottom left rib and feel it moving. Her warm, soft, perfectly smooth skin slowly opening up for me, and letting my hand deeper beneath her bones, past the second rib, just barely holding me back from the very thing that keeps her alive. Feeling her body, how it works so hard to keep her alive. Such a gentle, human thing. A reminder of our shared experience with mortality. And for a moment, I wish that I could lay inside of her ribcage. As if there was some magical way I could do so without harming her.
Some piece of shit confessed to her today. She said no of course because she’s with me but the thought of it fucking HURTS. I know it’s wrong to be jealous about that, they’ve known eachother longer, they’re best friends. That’s what makes it sting even more.
I’m not gonna be the shitty boyfriend who says she can’t hang out with her friends anymore because she deserves better, but it makes me uncomfy that she’s still hanging around that person specifically. I know she wouldn’t do that to me. It’s irrational.
But it makes something buried very deep inside of me jealous. And very angry. Violent. And I tell that part of me to be quiet, not to fuck this up, but he’s so loud. And so mad.