Writing My Reality

I love the idea of these two just getting into random adventures because they're dumb kids with the powers of gods.

divinity kink in less of a "fuck me in a nun habit" way and more of a "put me on my knees and rewrite my understanding of faith and show me what a loving god's hand feels like and give me mercy and wrath and splendor and leave your communion dripping from my lips and teach me how every part of my body was meant to worship you"

also divinity kink in a "my mortality corrupts you to turn into something that isn't entirely divine anymore" way, a "divinity is a lonely perch, let me drag you to the earth with my base soul" and "all may worship at your altar but whose altar do you bow to" way

Literally cannot emphasize enough that my #1 writing advice is to stop being afraid. Stop being afraid of sounding too cringe, or too stupid, or too horrifying, or too horny, or too weird, or too much, or too little, or too you. You need to put your entire pussy into your art. Sure, it won't be to everyone's tastes, but if you keep yourself to the blandest tamest safest roads possible you will be of no one's tastes, not even yours.