#a confessional

[themostdearofspaghettis]

Harlan had to take Oscar from us because we were getting too wild

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[morebird]

Father Astarion

[userarmand]

#real housewives of dubai [x]

[canisalbus]

I love the duo, both the historical setting and modern AU. Does Vasco ever go to confession while Machete is running it, just to 'confess' to something they did before as a way to tease?

[linkerbell]

I guess I forgot I promised @beautysnake I'd draw her narilamb smut

this is for u 👁️🫦👁️✨

Meme ref 👇

[circuscountdowns]

[harunayuuka2060]

Simeon and Raphael: ...

Michael: *chuckles as he watches over a priest*

Simeon and Raphael: *decided to approach him*

Simeon: Michael, who is that?

Michael: Ah, it's MC. He's a priest.

Raphael: A priest? But... Why are you laughing?

Michael: It's hard to explain; you should watch him to know.

*At the confessional*

The man: Father, I have sinned.

MC: Go ahead, child.

The man: I cheated on my wife.

MC: ...

MC: There’s more to it, isn’t there?

The man: It was with her sister.

MC: *lets out a deep sigh*

MC: Close your eyes, and let’s pray to the Almighty.

MC: Dear Lord, here’s another one of your children. I’m afraid it’s time to update the list.

MC: Please grant his wife strength, and keep her far from the heartache she doesn’t deserve.

MC: As for this man, may he go womanless for at least the next ten years or so—

The man: Father, that's unfair—

MC: Shut up, lad. And don't call me 'Father'.

MC: I have no child who cheat.

Michael, Simeon, and Raphael: *laughing*

Simeon: Is he actually like that?

Michael: Yes. I was surprised too when I first stumbled upon him.

Michael: Now I couldn't stop watching him.

[unspecifiedfigure]

watching the sunset together alive and well after early retirement <3

[yuyu-finale]

downtime 🛋️

[bottomcyclonus]

My sister is a total cunt and around when we were kids, 12 (her) and 15 (me), she became a really big fan of that Jesus guy, but in a ‘if you wear lipstick that’s TOO red you’re clearly a whore who is doing naughty things with the devil’ and ‘all “dark” animals like black cats, snakes, rats, spiders, and bats were sent by the devil himself”. W e had an older home, and the way it was set up is that one of our vents had a chute that went over the porch, and you could look down it and see basically right over the porch itself. This is relevant because I, at the time, really wanted a cat and our parents were considering it. However, cheese cunt (my nickname for her which she hated <3) saw me looking at an adoption page for a black cat. She absolutely lost it and said that I was trying to bring the devil into our home and that I was going to hell and that that cat was evil and going to claw out my eyes in my sleep. We got in a BIG fight over that. By the time we moved out there were still puncture marks in the wall from where she went at me with a fork. Back to the porch and vent. Kind of. I _needed_ to get this bitch, so I recruited two of my good friends who I knew would be ready to commit a fuckery. One of them had a pet snake (which I think she found in her yard and abducted adopted) and she fed him frozen mice and whatnot. Obviously we weren’t going to involve her snake, but the frozen mice? Those were fair game. Her job was to bring the mice and help behind the scenes. My other friend, he’s a big guy, intimidating if you don’t know him, *his* job was to be the devil. We’d found a dead bat in my attic (again old house) and made it look alive with popsicle sticks, then tied it to a string wound through the vent. We planned the fuckery for when our parents were staying at a hotel for their anniversary, so we were home alone all weekend. We had a pizza box as bait outside, with the frozen mice inside arranged in a pentagram. My guy friend was dressed up in a stereotypical grim reaper outfit, big black cloak, white ghoulish face, lantern, the works. We waited around until night, then he rang the door bell and hid, with the pizza box left on the porch, just far out enough that you would have to step outside. Me and my friend were in the bathroom when then happened so that my sister would have to go look. In reality, she was waiting above, ready with the bat, and I was hiding behind the garage door, which was right next to our front door. The moment I hear my sister let go of the door I gently closed it and locked it on her. I heard her scream and the sound of her dropping the pizza box, which was my friends cue to drop the bat on her and dance it around. At this point she’s freaking out and trying to get back inside, screaming and shrieking. I turn off the porch light, and from the shadows across the street, emerges my friend, face dimly lit by the lantern in his hand. I had to muffle my laughter with my fist in my mouth cause my sister is yelling like she’s going to die, which yeah, I can see her thinking that. All my friend had to do was walk across the street and point at her to get her to start crying, and she bolted into our backyard, where she tried to get in through the back door that was unfortunately for her, locked, courtesy of me. We made her stay out there for an hour or so, giving us time to put everything back to normal and sober ourselves up from laughing so hard. Then I let her back in and acted like I didn’t know anything. We got the cat and I named him Pizza.

THIS IS A TRANSFORMERS BLOG

[lil-vibes]

Day 16: Confess your sins

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(prompt list here!) + sketch bellow bc I really like it :3

[fatherbrat]

thoughts on ex husband! meian 🎤

ex-husband!meian still has you on the vip list for all the MSBY games, but he’s tempted to remove you when he sees you in the stands wearing hinata’s jersey. he’s appalled. there’s actually video footage of him looking up into the crowd with his jaw dropped during a group huddle. 

it’s fine, he thinks, trying to shake it off while he stretches. (it’s NOT fine.) better than her wearing a jersey for the opposing team. (is it better fr?)

ex-husband!meian is also not subtle whatsoever. you run into him at the grocery store and he literally leaves the line and follows you around with his cart as you fill your own, grabbing the things he knows you like and dropping in a couple new things he wants you to try. (he knows you’ll like those too.)

he follows you out to your car too, “helping” you pack up the groceries into the trunk and asking if you have any plans afterwards as if he didn’t literally just fill your car with perishables. you’re going straight home? duh?

you and ex-husband!meian have a chance encounter at a bar one night sometime after the end of the season. neither of you expect the other to be there, but you’re both just drunk enough, and it’s been so long, there's really not much else to explain how both of you end up chanting i love you’s and i miss you’s while you ride him in the backseat of his car. 

he’s still soooo sweet and considerate, there’s no difference in the way he treats you now with the way he treated you at the beginning of your relationship. you don’t stand a chance tbh, it’s only a matter of time before you get back together lol

[oldinterneticons]

I am doing probably the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life and am going to Vegas for When We Were Young, so in honour of that, a collection of some of the bands playing.

[nyttedryst]

This is wrong... completely wrong. Damn it, you're the devil. Kento's sure you're the devil because how else would he be able to even explain this feeling? The longing he feels whenever you're there, the temptation he badly want to succumb to.

This is a sin.

You're a sin.

He's the high priest of the whole empire damn it and you... you're the empire's infamous atheist. Everyone believe you're the devil but fuck the devil's hot. He have always been grumpy to you, almost hateful spitting out words that includes how you're going to hell whenever you wait for your religious friend. He's glad your friend's religious, because of her he have been able to see you outside every sunday.

"In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit." A voice echoed in the confessional, it's your friend ready to confess to the oh so pure and holiest high priest of the empire seeking for an advice. The same high priest they so greatly talking about, relentlessly thrusting, abusing his aching massive cock in the empire's atheist's cunt. The devil's cunt and he love every fucking second of it.

"Bless me, Father, for I have sinned, it has been two weeks since my last confession. These are my sins-"

The narrow space inside the confessional booth makes it hard to escape him...not like you wanted too. Your friend have started listing their sins, while the high priest himself is sinning. He sloppily reach down, rubbing on your clit as he's deep in your walls relishing how it tightens and beg for more.

Sweat beads drip down your forehead, your hair slightly damp with them as you hold tightly onto his back practically digging your nails into his back. You know damn well, your pussy's squelching already audible you don't need to add in that whimpers. His ragged breathing filling in the air with the occasional grunts and groans he let out.

His handsome face screams pussy drunk in every aspect. Just from how he closes his eyes or the way he seek for your lips, muttering curses and how good you feel around him.

"God, the Father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his Son-" He shakily sighed, starting to pray as a response to your friend on the other side. Your body shudders, struggling away as your orgasm neared instinctively reaching for his digits that's rubbing your clit trying to remove it.

He let out a 'tch' not letting you do that, his free hand taking hold of both of your wrists. You barely managed to hold back your cries of his name if you didn't bit onto his shoulder. His thrusts kept on, speeding up and growing rough as he pushed your legs higher wanting to bury his cock deeper.

"n-no- no-" you muffled trying to warn him before your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as you cream, his hips stuttering burying himself deeper as he filled you up with his cum.

"Amen." He breathed out, a grin forming on his lips as he stare down and rest your still twitching body against his chest.

[canisalbus]

I don't know how confessionals work but i know theres like a wall with a screen thing. can they slide the little screen out of the way or have a little secret slot they can hold hands/maybe kiss through?