#guilty sinners

[kaycares22]

At 7:36 AM on a Tuesday, Draco stumbles out of her personal Floo. It sounds like he tumbles out, and Hermione gasps as she whirls around to face the hearth in her kitchen. He’s bent over with his hands on his knees, catching his breath. She’s never seen him look less put together.

“Draco. What’s wrong?” There’s a wild look in his eyes as he straightens, staring at her in a way that makes her feel more vulnerable than when he had her skirt hitched up around her waist seconds after he placed a silencing charm on the door to her office yesterday. She’s grown used to his touch, his taste, his presence in her life in stolen moments. But a wake-up call is outside the protocol of their trysts.

Not to mention that his face is currently whiter than the white blonde of his hair.

“What happened?” she asks when he continues to stare at her with wide gray eyes instead of answering her question. “What’s wrong?”

His hand shakes as he raises it to run it through his hair. “The tapestry,” he finally rasps. “The bloody fucking tapestry.”

“The…?” Hermione frowns as she watches his Adam's apple bob with the force of his swallow. He runs his hand through his hair again, and she thinks to herself that he looks spider-webbed, seconds away from shattering with the force of a breeze. “Here. Come sit.”

Draco’s hand still shakes in hers when she takes it, but he lets her lead him to one of the stools at her counter. He stares at some spot over her shoulder, almost despondent in his panic, until she presses her palm against his cheek. She ignores the voice in the back of her mind that questions why this feels like the most intimate way she’s ever touched him.

His eyes have that same wild quality when he stares back at her. “What happened to the tapestry?”

Rubbing a hand over his face, he mumbles something to himself that sounds like Didn’t think this part through. His hand covers his eyes for several long seconds before he finally lets it drop away. But then his eyes roam her body like he’s searching for an answer, and she wishes he’d cover his eyes again instead.

It catches her off guard when he asks, “How do you feel?”

“How do I feel?” she repeats, sounding daft even in her own ears.

“Do you feel… normal?”

Draco’s eyes scan her body again, and she crosses her arms over her chest to lessen that feeling of being laid bare before him. “I don’t even know what that means.”

“Is there something you need to tell me?” He shifts directions as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. And Hermione feels exasperated.

“Draco, what the hell are you getting at?” she sighs.

He falls silent again, but at least this time he holds her gaze. Another swallow, another bob. Another shaking hand through his hair. And then his voice a thin rasp again when he says, “You appeared on my family tapestry.”

Her blood freezes in her veins. She has no idea what that means, and she’s certain she knows what he just said at the same time. But her brain refuses to accept that interpretation. “I- what?”

“Granger, you are now on the Malfoy family tapestry. Which could mean that when you got me drunk on firewhisky last Friday, I married you and managed to forget.” Her stomach flips at the easy way the word married rolls off his tongue, but something in her mind screams at him to stop there.

Marriage. Period. Full stop. As far as this train of thought goes.

But instead, he levels his gaze with hers again as a muscle twitches in his jaw. “But there would be a line connecting your name to mine. Not an empty circle with an hourglass beneath both our names.”

His eyes drop from hers to stare solidly at her middle. She rushes to cross her arms there, to hide it from his view. “That’s impossible.”

But even as she says the words, she hears the lack of sincerity. Impossible would mean she hadn’t been the one to kiss him first. Impossible would mean she hadn’t invited him back to hers that first time, telling herself the next morning that she had been a little too drunk when she hadn’t drunk at all. Impossible would mean he was still just her coworker, not someone who had traced every part of her with his hands.

It was very possible.

“You’ve been a bitch,” he adds, interrupting her thoughts.

“I have not!” She takes a step back to create distance. Her hand itches to slap him. He must sense it because his lip twitches despite the lack of color that remains in his face.

“You were all pissy with me last week when you misplaced your notes on the vampyr rights’ bill.” He waves a hand lazily towards her. “You’re pissy right now.”

“You called me a bitch!” she says, aghast. What had ever made her think it was a good idea to sleep with this man? And then to keep returning at various times for the last three months?

“Yesterday, my hand barely grazed your tit, and you flinched.” He cards a hand through his hair again. It looks unkempt now, and Draco Malfoy never looks unkempt. Neither of them. Neither of them ever looks unkempt because they are calculated and careful and intentional in everything they do.

Except for when she kissed him on an impulse after their co-authored legislation for the protection of centaurs passed.

Hermione has to fight the urge to raise her hand to her own breast to see if it’s still just as tender.

“Well, it’s impossible.” She sounds more sure of herself as she shakes her head and raises her chin. “I’m taking a potion.”

This time, his lip does more than twitch. It’s a sad kind of smirk he wears, and her hand itches again to slap it off his face. “Which would be canceled out by the antidote you took when you had that skin reaction to the asphodel.”

She had held her breath, waiting for him to point out all the potential flaws in her brewing her own contraceptive potion. But the way he takes his Double Mastery of Potions knowledge and easily points out the way her potions would counteract one another leaves her feeling faint.

Hermione feels the color leave her own face. But her stubborn resistance grows a reciprocal amount.

“Well, this is ridiculous,” she mutters as she storms across the room to her discarded wand on the counter. She turns back around to find that Draco is standing again, gripping the counter as if it’s a life raft. She waves her wand and mutters the detection charm, determined to prove him wrong.

And instead, a tiny gold light appears above her abdomen. Flickering like a rapid heartbeat.

Her knees buckle as her whole world upends. But Draco just stares at it with wide eyes, his expression a mixture of fear and awe as he whispers, “Well, fuck me.”

#dramione #draco x hermione #dhr #dhr fanfiction #dramione fanfic #draco malfoy #hermione granger #dramione drabble #my ficlet #guilty sinners #clever words

[petrichorletters]

You know what fascinates me the most about the saints? It's the penitence. The whole idea of purposely depriving yourself of something you yearn for, because that's how you can find God. Well, sometimes I wonder if I'm better than a saint. I've found God in a bottle of wine, I've found God in a orgasm in the middle of the night, and I've found God when looking at my reflection on the blade of a knife. Was it supposed to be hard?

#romance #tumblr writers #wriblr #writing #art #creative writing #hozier #lesbian #catholic guilt #christian guilty #religious guilt #florence + the machine #sacrifice #wlw yearning #sinners #desire #queer

[dnangelic]

dnangel is like entirely built off of this. it's so funny

#*･ﾟ⊰ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒. ⊱ ✦ › OUT. #dai: i only wish for ppl to be happy :) #his ancestor. the hikari ancestor. satoshi at first. dark and all of destiny's cycles at him: YOU'RE A SINNER. YOU'RE GUILTY. DIE. #dai: i am 14 years old 🧍‍♂️ #ok. im sleepy. my dog has taken a spot on my bed. it scalling to me. gNIIII

[mdemn]

when you think about how sam is always “keeping score” with tom (i.e ‘that make us even now?’) and tom is always telling him how there’s no score to settle, nothing to keep track of, do you also think about how that solidified the fact that salieri taught sam that love is transactional? if you’re not useful, you’re not needed, and if you’re not needed, you’re not loved?

#or are you normal about sam tommy and the allegory of the saint and the sinner? #because like. even with michelle? sam PAYS her to listen to him. the most literal transaction of all #even after she loved him and probably convinced him she didn’t need him to pay her #he’d still ‘forget’ some money behind #sam feels too guilty and unworthy of love and care if he has not earned it through literally blood or money !!!!!!! #sam trapani #tommy angelo #mafia definitive edition #mafia video games #mafia trilogy #mafia the city of lost heaven #post: personal

[sinneroutsidethegrave]

#catholic #roman catholic #catholicism #christianity #christian #catholic church #guilty guilty guilty #end of life #sinner #temptation #judgement #justice #repent

[anime-of-the-day]

Anime of the day: Disability Pride Month Pull List

For Pride month I compiled a list of LGBT+ anime. Using that inspiration, I decided to compile a list of anime featuring disabilities. Here are some of the anime in this category. Is this all of them? No. Is this a large list? Yes, yes it is. 

Fullmetal Alchemist 

Bleach

 Guilty Crown 

Code Geass

 A Silent Voice 

Fairy Tail 

The Garden Of Sinners 

Yuki Yuna Is A Hero 

Violet Evergarden 

Ranking of Kings 

Josee, the Tiger and the Fish 

Gangsta 

Taisho Otome Fairy Tale 

Shigurui: Death Frenzy 

Breakers 

#Disability Pride Month #Fullmetal Alchemist #Bleach #Guilty Crown #Code Geass #A Silent Voice #Fairy Tail #The Garden Of Sinners #Yuki Yuna Is A Hero #Yuuki Yuuna wa Yuusha de Aru #Kara no Kyoukai #Violet Evergarden #Ranking of Kings #Ousama Ranking #Josee the Tiger and the Fish #Josee to Tora to Sakana-tachi #Gangsta #Taisho Otome #Taishou Otome Otogibanashi #Shigurui: Death Frenzy #Shigurui #Breakers #anime of the day #anime recommendation #anime review #anime #anime rec #anime rec list #anime recommendation #disability

[mira-blue]

i miss her (lady maria of the astral clocktower)

#she is made up of everything i love in a character #blood-covered? check. tragic? double check. a little unhinged? check again. epic theme? you bet #LIKE #she DID commit those horrible deeds in the fishing hamlet #there is so so much blood on her hands #but she also threw away her beloved weapon and cared about the patients and gave away the balcony key to adeline just for #the smallest chance that the flowers in the garden would bring her comfort #and it makes me so unwell how GENTLE she is in certain moments #like when she lets go of the hunter's hand #or when she uses a visceral attack #like. cmon. LIKE. #she is a fierce‚ blood-stained‚ brutal sinner whose tragedy is that she is also a gentle‚ caring‚ guilty human being #(who might possibly be in love with a saint) #do u get it. do u #bloodborne #lady maria of the astral clocktower #lady maria #mirambles

[allxgene]

Allow me to gush about how sportsmanlike Wriothesley is.

It goes to show how everyone is truly equally treated down there in the Fortress of Meropide. After every battle he won in the ring he gave a helping hand or a chivalrous exchange with every opponent no matter who they are. Even the Fatui down there respect him and he treats them fairly.

Wriothsley truly made the Fortress a sanctuary for the exile, no wonder many don't want to leave.

#wriothesley hc;; #//then you think how the first people to go #if the calamity happens is them and i cry! society may see them #as guilty sinners but they're not and i just -bawling- #this is why he's building his boat!

[catenaaurea]

#not catechism #i’m more guilty of this than anyone #as the Apostle says #i am chief among sinners #partly why I stopped having a real personal blog and am just posting primary source stuff now

[flashfloodbaptism]

I give my sister money from time to time. Usually it's for gas but I know she sometimes buys drugs with it as well. She went to the hospital recently due to an OD and I feel guilty anytime I think about it or see her. She's ok but I'll never get rid of the feeling that it was my fault.

#vent #family #my sister #tw drugs #tw overdose #i feel so guilty #sinner

[dnangelic]

i dont want to sleep but my health

#*･ﾟ⊰ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒. ⊱ ✦ › OUT. #RELUCTANTLY GOES TO BED.... #rattling dai in my brain like a stuffed animal. youuuuuu youuUUU my baby... #my little guilty SINNER

[01a057]

guilty sinners au is so awesome... love it

waaaow thank you so much 😊😊 I'm still not sure where I'm going with it but I'm glad people are enjoying it :3

#guilty gear #limbus company #also i think you mightve accidentally made the name for this... #guilty sinners au #i like it :3

[yeslordmyking]

Psalm 106:6 — Today's Verse for Monday, July 3, 2023

#God #Jesus #christianity #faith #sin #you are a sinner #you are wicked #you are evil #you are weak #you are not your own #you must repent #repent of your sins #lament over your sins #acknowledge your sin #you are guilty of sin #you are not capable of good #you have offended God #save your soul #ask God for forgiveness #God's forgiveness #let God save you #bible verse #heartlight

[sinneroutsidethegrave]

#sinner #sinners and saints #sinful #confess your sins #repent your sins #catholic #catholicism #roman catholic #catholic church #christian #christianity #repent #jesusitrustinyou #faith #guilt #catholic guilt #guilty guilty guilty #evil #the evil within #good and evil #good and bad #morality #morals #ethics #theology #truth #salvation #bible #christian quotes #jesus christ

[deathinfeathers]

//I love that you guys have enough faith in Lute to assume she doesn't actually enjoy the ghastly shit that she does...and I hate to tell you that that faith is toootally misplaced.

#She's always loved being lieutenant #Every aspect of it away from and in heaven #Although she's gained a new perspective on a lot of things she still doesn't feel guilty abt killing sinners #Doesn't feel guilty abt killing anybody tbh #Unless they meant something to her or the people closest to her #Sometimes in a Blue moon she'll get a moment of clarity and go 'shit maybe I'm a little fucked up for this' #But generally mmmmmnot really

[wastecreature]

It's bonkers how truly, truly isolating and lonely it can be to not be able to hang out with your friends in person. I feel like everyone felt this during quarantine, but now that people are (unwisely) getting back to "normal" it's made it really apparent to me that like....I just don't have that? I don't have the thing to look forward to "after" quarantine? All my friends moved out of state. We talk every day for minimum an hour, watch TV together, etc, but just the concept of leaving my house, going to their house, existing in a space with them together, is almost alien to me. And I don't realize how that sort of lack of choice, lack of physical interaction, settles on my shoulders and haunts me constantly. It become background.

I remember after getting back from my trip to visit my friend it was a real, tangible weight all the time. And now it has faded back to the background, and I don't notice all the time. It's chronic, not acute. Something I realized, again after having irl interaction with a friend, visiting for a few days. Life is better with them around, but it's also harder. Because I know eventually they won't be around, and I'll have to go through the acclimation again.

The thought of one day living near friends that I can go to see, is almost unimaginably distant and hopeful. Maybe one day I'll read this post and not remember the weight of chronic loneliness. Maybe one day my norm will be my life being better and easier.

#and its so twisted because like im happy? this year has been one of the best of my life in all honesty #i have fully rejected the shitty religious structure i was raised with and stopped trying to supress what i felt to be right #im no longer traying to make myself hate the sin love the sinner #i dont punish myself for not understanding why The Gays are bad or wanting a government that supports its people #like im happy being who i am even if i cant express it openly #at least im not trying to hammer my brain into being straight and cis #at least now /i/ accept those parts of myself. that is already So much better. even if the people around me dont accept those parts #so like. im happier than ive been in a long time. maybe ever. but im still not Happy. im still so desperatelt lonely #and im better on that front too! because now i do have friends that love and support me! 3 years ago i didnt! #so even if it is so so lonely to be physically isolated from them i at least can talk to someone. #idk lots of thoughts. and not ones that i want to share with those friends becauss they will feel guilty for not being able to be here #and thats the last thing i want