love isn't a sin

Every now and then I think I’ve finally gotten over the undertale fandom and then @unrestedjade‘s reborntale fic sends me straight back to hell

Don't Panic Track List

1) Fuck Growing Up by Alex Gaskarth
2) Backseat Blowjobs by Alex Gaskarth
3) Hand Jobs Just Don’t Do The Trick by Alex Gaskarth
4) Adventures With Young Boys by Rian Dawson
5) Lets Be Honest Zack’s The Only Solider Out Of All Of Us by Alex Gaskarth
6) Hiss Hiss Motherfucker by Alex Gaskarth
7) I Just Can’t Move On Very Easily by Alex Gaskarth
8) I’m The Best Thing That Never Happened by Alex Gaskarth
9) How Dare You Say I’m a Fuck Boy by Alex Gaskarth
10) I’m From America (sh the first six years of my life are a lie) by Alex Gaskarth
11) Bitch Bye by Alex Gaskarth
12) I Just Love an Alcohol Related Title by Alex Gaskarth

Riko: I love You…. *looks at Chika with a serious expression*

Me, a YouRiko fan: OH COME ON-

Riko: …Watanabe.

Me, daydreaming: What do you mean this isn’t what happened?

To all the YouRiko shippers out there - I FIXED IT! (It’s mostly because You’s lack of presence makes me sad, ChikaRiko is still a really good ship tbh)

lalascreation  asked:

Jesus is the only way to heaven so why do have to ask about forgiveness to our sins? Meaning if we believe in him and he wipes away those sins what's the point in asking if they're already forgiven? If that makes sense

Well, off the bat, Catholics don’t believe that faith alone, or the grace bestowed on us by Christ’s death and resurrection, wipes away all sin. What it does is rid us of Original Sin—that state of being fallen from grace, humanity’s innate disposal to sin. We are born divorced from God; the grace offered by Christ brings us back to a point at which we can understand and respond to divinity, it resets the game to zero in a fundamental and profound way. (Catholics call this sanctifying grace.) It opens the door to the possibility of reconciliation with God.

It’s not a get out of jail free card.

If you or I lie to someone, steal or murder, we are not preemptively forgiven just because we believe in Jesus. We made a freely-willed choice to do those things, despite knowing they were wrong, and unless we see the error of our ways and repent fully and completely, they will not be forgiven. And we cannot be fully reconciled with God as long as we exist in a state of sin. (Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.)

The point in asking is the asking itself—of course any debt will be forgiven, a hundred times over, but you have to become a person who asks. If we claim to have faith, but don’t take time to recognize when we’ve fallen short of who we are called to be as part of it, then what’s the point?

paranoid-borderline-insane  asked:

(I'm so in love with the scenario now, so sorry it isn't super sinful) But one time your panties get caught on the fire escape and tear, but you still have to go back home, so you poke your head in through Bucky's sisters' window and ask for a pair to wash and return. Nearly home, Bucky wants to go another round, but he starts pulling down the panties you borrowed and just stares at the sky and swearing. "Fuckfuckfuck, I can't do this. My baby sister wears these."

omg Bec hahaha this is great

Sinful Sunday™

anonymous asked:

LONG LIVE THE SIN QUEEN! Can I get some yandere male Belarus HARDCORE NSFW!? Please there isn't enough sin of him ;-; love you bye

(Please forgive me if this isn’t the most well written piece you ever laid your eyes upon. I admittedly do not know much about Nikolai so this will be a bit disconnected. So apologies from I, my Love

TRIGGER WARNING: DARK THINGS AHEAD)

You couldn’t help but flinch away in utter terror as the young Belarusian before you lean in closer, pressing your trembling bodice against the large oak tree behind you; the bark clawing against the thin fabric of your attire. A soft whimper of crippling fear slipping from your numb lips as you felt the unforgiving sharp blade pressing into the flesh of your cheek; dimpling the skin with it’s brutal tip.

Nikolai leered at the noise you made, his byzantium colored irises shining brightly with a nebulous emotion against his ivory colored skin. His warm breath, reeking of faint toothpaste and spiced vodka, fanned across your grief stricken expression as he muttered lowly, “You are so beautiful when you are scared маё сэрца…I can’t get enough of your terrified expression….” his tongue darting out to moist his vivid pink lips; his eyes never wavering from yours.

A scream clawed it’s way up your throat, but was heeded by the knife pressed against your cheek. You were utterly petrified at what he would do with it if you dared defied him. He was intoxicated, unhinged, and completely infatuated with you. It wasn’t entirely out of the question that he would harm you if you tried to struggle even more then you should.

“Da, You should be terrified, considering what I saw you do earlier with that brute….” Nikolai sneered, his cupid bow shaped lips pulled in a grimace of anger, “How dare you let him kiss you like that! After you know you belong to me only!”

“Nikolai-” You tried to reason, before giving a thin screech as he promptly shoved his hand up your dress and into your knickers. His fingers were blocks of ice as they plunge into your warmth, making you jerk your hips in shock and discomfort, “N-NIKOLAI!”

He practically scoffed at this, only pressing his hand deeper into your clenching thighs as he pressed his lips against the shell of your ear, whispering huskily, “That’s right, маё сэрца, only say my name…not his….only mine….scream to the world who you belong to…” his fingers never ceased their exploration of your clitoris; rubbing circles against your folds in rough, circular motions as his teeth caught your earlobes and nibble wantonly upon it.

Fractured whimpers burst from you at his invasion of your being, your body flashing between feverishly warmth and Arctic cold. Your head rolled back against the tree, gasping out with a hitching breath, “Please…not here…I didn’t mean to…please Nik…olai…” thrusting your hips into his palm as you spoke with thin thrusts, dim arousal darkening in the pit of your stomach. The knife still pressing into your jawline.

Oh Good Merlin, you were practically enjoying this. How can you not? For Nikolai was blessed with talented fingers, as thin and long as a pianist’s, And they were currently buried deep inside you. Curled and pressing into the soft walls of your sex, dancing his thin nails against your flesh and making shivers vibrate their way up your back. Pumping thick and true in you, pinching and probing and provoking your bestial nature forward.

Distress and lust bittering your tongue, you swallowed thickly as you heard the sound of something being unzipped and thankfully, the knife being pulled away and hopefully put away. Your moment of celebration was short lived however, as he retracted his fingers from your undergarments, and you didn’t know whether to be relieved or sorrowful over it. Your thighs were glossed with your arousal, and quivered noticeably as the frigid air hit them cruely. Your knickers were stretched from their original shape, sagging away from your crotch and showing a sliver of your drenched curls.

His fingers returned to your knickers and simply pushed them out the way as his hand cupped the back of your thighs, jutting your hips forward as he lifted you up slightly. Ignoring your stuttering protest, he slid his cock into your opening with a sharp thrust, causing you to give a thin shriek. Your walls quivered around his member, unaccustomed to being taken so brutally. And he never waited for you to adjust to him, only choosing to thrust in you with calculated and brutal strokes; ones that left you belated of air.
“Take me,” He growled against your lips, “Take all of me, fucking take me!” his sharp teeth nipped at the tender skin of your lips, crimson drops welling from his abuse and dripping down your chin; painting his lips a deep maroon as well. The sweet, tangy taste of your blood drove him frantic, crushing his lips to yours as if desperate to drink in every drop. His tongue sticky against yours, your saliva mingling with his in a wet tangle of strands and horrific ecstasy.

Your moans were practically screams against his lips as he fucked you so viciously, the soft skin on your exposed backside becoming tender and scratched as you were thrusted into the bark over and over; Your ankles hooked around his waist and your fingers digging desperately into his trenchcoat.
Pain and pleasure rang in every molecule of your body, overstimulating you into nothing more then a buzzing bundle of nerves that let this slavic man ravish you expertly; your mounting felicity expanding until you were teetering on the very edge itself.

“No one else can have you,” he growled, pulling away so he can rest his forehead against yours; his platinum blonde hair sticking to his flesh with sweat and his pale skin flushed with exhilaration as he utterly ruined you, his pace speeding up as he begin to feel his end approaching. His chin and lips were smeared with blood, and darkness cast his thin pupils as he crushed himself into you, his towering height dwarfing yours as he felt his cock become slick with your cum, panting out, “Only me,Do you understand? Only me, just me. You will have ONLY me….”

soulfulayuh  asked:

"Sin"without repentance leads to SPIRITUAL death. also isn't "sin" considered anything that keeps you from fellowship with God or anything that prevents you from being like Christ. Infidelity, judging, gossiping, unforgiveness, selfishness, pridefulness, love of money, arrogance etc. Homosexuality isn't a sin. Rom10:9 if you confess with your mouth "Jesus is Lord" and believe in your heart God raised him from the dead you will be saved christians love all believers

The New Testament says that homosexuality is a “shameful lust” (Romans 1:26), a “shameful act,” an abandonment of “natural relations” (Romans 1:27), a “wrongdoing” (1 Corinthians 6:9), and “sexual immorality and perversion” (Jude 1:7). Homosexuality carries a “due penalty” (Romans 1:27), “is contrary to the sound doctrine” (1 Timothy 1:10), and is listed among the sins that bar people from the kingdom of God (1 Corinthians 6:9).  The Bible could not be clearer that homosexuality is a sin against God.

anonymous asked:

This isn't Sinful it's thirsty. CEO!Bucky loving it when you sit on the edge of his desk to tell him what he has on today and when you take notes. He especially loves it when you sit in the middle with your legs apart

That is sinful! Behave y'all, savour it for Sunday 😏