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bianotbia · 9 months

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— 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇 [𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬]

˗ˏˋ unholy thoughts start to cloud your mind and father michaelis takes the matter into his own hands ˎˊ˗

⤷ a/n : this was another fic I already had on my drafts, now that my summer vacation started I finally can go back to my creative self and write more so stay tuned :) hope you enjoy my unholy thoughts

⤷ contains : nun! reader x priest! sebastian, nsfw, religious themes, someone gets slapped [wc: 2.4k]

⤷ now playing : monochrome kiss by SID

A wind of monochrome blows

Through our colorless encounter

I shall entrust my pain in its entirety to you

Painfully delineating my old scars,

The merciless autumn has arrived,

And it entices me with its cold fingers

The faint morning sun reflects through the stained glasses of the countless church windows, like colorful spots dancing on the cold stone floor. As usual I woke up, ate breakfast with the sisters of the convent and together we did our morning prayers. After this shared moment, they all start their daily duties but I like to stay a little bit longer and enjoy the vast silence and peace of the house of God. My eyes were closed and my lips soundlessly moved as I recited my prayers alone, however the air seemed to change and I could now feel an eerie presence watching over me, still when I looked around no one could be seen. Out of a wooden door comes the priest of our church – Father Sebastian Michaelis – his piercing eyes fall on my figure and I feel the heat taking over my face, anyway I shake off any intrusive thoughts and promptly head to my morning activities. With imponent arches towering above me I walk down the corridor on my way to a class of little kids waiting for me, yet the feeling of ominous eyes still lingers on the nape of my neck with every step I take.

I am like a burdensome piece of ice

That has just melted into a puddle

You scoop me up gently

and fondle me playfully with your lip

After dinner everyone went back to their rooms, candles were extinguished one by one and the white stone walls now reflected the bright moonlight. A few candles still dance upon my table and cast shadows on the walls as I write about my daily thoughts and feelings in my diary. Lately a dark desire clouds over my mind and stains my soul each second it passes, day by day this unknown sensation seems to take over my heart. Countless prayers, thousands of words written every night, endless hours of work, it was worthless paying attention to any other thing for even after doing everything to stop this feeling my mind still wanders back to him… Father Michaelis. Unaware of the sin that crawls under my skin, I recall the many moments that in the middle of the Sunday worship his words would slowly fade away and a tingling feeling would spread over my core. I shivered and writtled while kneeling on the ground, praying for the sisters to not notice my trembling figure as unholy thoughts flooded over and dirty images got imprinted inside my brain. Every night my mind wanders off to those moments and haunts me in my deepest longings, once again my fingers travel under my nightgown and caress away the desire under my skin. Shrouded by the shadows of the night I can only hope that the all-seeing holy eyes don't watch over me this time.

Nevertheless, I search for a single drop of love

I look into your eyes that have never once cried,

They tell a tale beyond time

If I could, I'd like to be shrouded in this pain and simply let things end

Hiding within the night,

We have covered up our pale skin under the moonlight

On this gloomy autumn morning, I was once again dealing with my hauntings on my lonesome prayers. The other sisters were already out doing their daily chores, however I still could hear some young novices gossiping on a secluded corner of the church, there wasn't many people around, actually we were the only ones there so some snippets of what they were so heatedly talking about made it over my ears "... he's so hot for a priest…" a choir of quiet giggles echoed in the air "... isn't saying those things kind of a sin?" the giggles got louder and so did my hammering heart "... I'm certain God would understand me since he made Father Michaelis so fine like that. Don't you imagine what's under his pants?". That's enough. Anger boiled inside me, my short breathing got louder and louder as a dark presence took over my body and unconsciously directed me to the group of novices. "Aren't you ashamed of saying such things inside the house of God?" I blustered and the three whispering girls turned over to me with surprised faces, the one seeming to be the oldest lifted her chin "Why? Are you jealous that I can say those things while you are trapped in that Virgin Mary thinking?". Anger traveled through every inch of my flesh, my mind went blank and I could only hear a loud snap echoing through all the church halls, followed by a stinging sensation on the palm of my hand. The girl was crying and clutching her reddened face, the other two ran off, probably to snitch to some higher nun what just happened, as for me, I walked away feeling as light as the white feathers of the Holy Spirit.

Many nights have passed since then,

And my love for you only grew stronger

In the sea of obsessive dependency,

I have forgotten even to breathe

I heard a knock on the door of my room and went to open it, another young novice was standing there with scared eyes "The-they sent me here to say that Father Michaelis wants to meet you at the confessional" I looked at her shivering figure and questioned myself if she was scared that I was just gonna slap her for delivering the message "If that's all than you can go, tell whatever nun that sent you that I'm already on my way" the girl shook her head and ran down the corridor, with a guiltless mind I went the opposite way thinking about what could I possibly tell him to clear this situation. As I arrived at the stall and closed the door behind me a deep voice broke away the silence "Hello sister, please tell me what afflicts your soul. May God, who has enlightened every heart, help you to know your sins and trust in His mercy". Shivers went down my spine as my once steady hands made the sign of the cross "Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been" a sigh escapes my mouth "... three years since my last confession. These are my sins." I gave a pause after saying that and considered lying about what happened to spare myself and the girl of a lecture later, yet something told me to say the whole truth "I felt anger… so much anger… lately I feel like all kinds of sins are taking over me. It seems harder and harder to concentrate and feel at peace" words unconsciously dripped through my tongue "What did the girl say to make you so angry?" with nervous hands I crumpled my habit "That she had impure thoughts about you sir". That dreadful silence seemed to last countless hours "Did you want to punish her for thinking that way?" words got stuck on my throat "... I-I was jealous of her'' a satisfied hum traveled through the division of the stall. "I don't know… it felt like something was crawling under my flesh… anger, greed, envy perhaps" an expectant silence floated in the air "Aren't you forgetting another sin, child?" I could hear the grin on his lips as he waited for my reply "... Lust?" I hope he can't hear the deafening sound of my heart bursting through my ribcage "And how often do you feel it?" "Everyday". Even though the stall was secluded and closed it still felt like a thousand eyes were pointed at me, piercing through my raw flesh, specially those I felt behind my neck lately "Well, I think that's all I need to know for now" his voice seemed different but still I continued "I am sorry for these and all of my sins" he hums again "Why don't we go to my office? So we can talk about this more thoroughly".

While I'm captivated by your gaze,

You've left behind only some dull warmth

I despise your habit of quitting at your convenience

As well as your arrogant kiss

The path to his office was dead silent and every sister that passed through us either looked away or whispered something to their friends. As we arrived he politely motioned for me to enter and sit on the chair in front of his table, as I sat over a faint click on the door could be heard, I turned to him and met his ever unreadable eyes and mysterious grin "We don't want those nosy eyes bothering our talk, do we?". He sighed deeply and sat in front of me "This situation is not much like you sister" my eyes fell to the ground while he gazed out of the window continuing "I remember when you were just a novice. Such a pure heart… yet so aware of the evils of the world". Silence reigned over his office and I said with a quiet voice "You still didn't give me a penance sir" his grin grew wider letting out a chuckle "Don't worry about that child" he stood up and calmly walked behind me "I don't believe you're entirely wrong. All these things might be considered sins in the eyes of God, but I preach that for one to spread virtue must first know sin to warn other pure hearts of the evils of the world'' his slender fingers traveled along my shoulders and up to the nape of my neck. "Don't you want to protect your precious students from what's out there? For this you must feel sin on your own skin" he whispered over my ear and the tingling sensation on my core starts to spread through my body once again "Go to your room and pray ten Hail Marys. By midnight I will visit you so we can finish your penance" my breathing gets hitched and I crumple even more my already messy habit "Why don't you do it now?" he chuckles "Patience is one of the virtues you need to start working on, now go child". I lift from my seat and walk over to the door "It's locked…" he hums and unlocks it while gently trailing his finger along my chin whispering "Well forgive me sister, sometimes I too can give in to dangerous desires" with those words echoing inside I return eagerly to my room.

Don't leave me alone

Please understand me and stain me with bright blood

No matter what I say,

My words will only slip right through your room

I'm already disarrayed and falling asleep,

So won't you teach me something else?

Only the moon is looking at my sighs lost in your smiling inquiries

Hours passed and the moon was already high in the sky, I paced around the room thinking about what could possibly happen in the next few minutes. A knock was heard on the door, standing before me under dim light was Father Michaelis and his gaze that as always seemed to reflect every uncertain thought I had. I greeted and welcomed him inside which he calmly did "Did you pray the ten Hail Marys I asked you to?" I shook my head and he sent me a kind smile "Then let's begin your penance. Please take off your habit" my eyes widened and I felt my face heating up. "Why the surprise? I told you before that I believe you need to experience sin to finally be enlightened by virtue. I as your holy representative will help you on this task, or did you already take the matter into your own hands before I came here?" involuntarily my thighs clenched over and he cooed "What a dirty girl. Seems that the matter is worse than I thought, perhaps your penance will be a bit rougher then". He helped me undo the buttons of my habit, feeling the fabric slide down my body I then lay on the mattress while he also takes off his clothes and hovers over me with his bare body "The only thing I ask is for you to recite the Prayer of the Penitent and when you finish it… everything will be over" I shook my head and started it.

Once the clock's arms point straight into the ceiling,

You will no longer be with me,

For I will no longer be needed

"My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart" his warm hands gently traced the sides of my body while moist lips sucked the skin on my neck "In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good" the hot breathing on my flesh sent goosebumps all over it. "I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things" slender finger traveled down to my core and caressed my soaked folds "I firmly intend, with your help to do penance" as he slowly inserted himself inside me I could feel his length filling up empty spaces I never believed to have. "To sin no more, and to avoid whatever leads me to sin" with a rhythmic pace and synchronized breathings he opened up my raw heart to the holy sight "Our Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us" we clingged on each other, shivers went through our bodies as sin dripped over and mixed up with our overflowing fluids "In His name, my God, have mercy". He did the Prayer of Absolution and finished it over with a deep moan "Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good" even breathless I still manage to continue it "His mercy endures forever" and with a faint sigh he ends our blessing "The Lord has freed you from your sins. Go in peace". Cloaked by the shadows our intertwined bodies finally sink deep into the stained mattress, with a worn down feeling I can feel my eyes closing and my lightened mind slowly drifting away. His lukewarm hands trail unknown patterns on my back as his fading voice travels through my slumber "Such a pure soul stained by sin… Can't wait to feel your luscious raw taste entirely inside me. This penance isn't over my darling".

Nevertheless, I search for a single drop of love

I look into your eyes that have never once cried,

They tell a tale beyond time

If I could, I'd like to be shrouded in this pain and simply let things end

My wish echoes hollowly,

While the night still brings in the dawn

With your tender, passionate, yet shamelessly sly kiss,

Please stain me, in this moonlit final night of demise

#sebastian michaelis #black butler #sebastian michaelis x reader #black butler x reader #black butler imagines #sebastian michaelis imagines #black butler smut

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listen-to-the-inner-walrus · 1 month

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Heads up to any UK folks, there are a bunch of places where there may be more racist riots happening today.

Not an exhaustive list but:

Bedford - Immigration Inn at 93 Ford End Road MK40 4JT, at 20:00.

Birmingham - Unsure about location (as a local I'd guess the Immigration Advisory Service on New Street but that is just a guess), expected to start at any point past 12:00.

Cardiff - Unsure about location or time unfortunately.

Chelmsford - Only seen things about the "Immigration Centre", they may be on about Immigration Accomodation Surveys Writtle on/in the Green CM1 3DU?, at 20:00.

Derby - Immigration Advisory Service on 195 Normanton Road DE23 6US, at 20:00.

Durham - Durham Town Hall, Market Place DH1 3NJ, at 18:00.

Glasgow - Apparently something is happening at The Roma Cultural Centre which is on 43 Nithsdale Street G41 2PZ, unsure about time.

Glasgow - Also at George Square, starting at any point past 13:00.

Hull - Conroy Baker Ltd which has an office registered in Norwich House 104, 1st Floor, 1 Savile Street HU1 3ES, starting at 20:00.

Lincoln - The Carlton Centre on 2 Carlton Boulevard LN2 4FJ, starting at 20:00. (This protest is planned for the Immigration Lawyer Services in The Carlton Centre which does not physically exist FYI).

London - UK Immigration Help in/on The Mille at 1000 Great West Road in Brentford TW8 9DW, starting at 20:00.

London - Immigration and Nationality Services at Foundation House, 4 Percy Road in North Finchley N12 8BU, at 20:00.

Manchester - Windmill Street and Mount Street, not sure about time.

Northampton - Zenith Immigration Lawyers at 2 Talbot Road NN1 4JB, at 20:00.

Nottingham - East Midlands Immigration Services at 15 Stonesby Vale NG2 7UR, at 20:00.

Peterborough - Smart Immigration Solutions at Laxton House, 191 Lincoln Road PE1 2PN, at 20:00.

Preston - All I got for location here is UK Border Agency which I can find no such place in Preston? If any locals can lend help here, that'd be greatly appreciated. Starting at 20:00.

Southend - MNS Solicitors at 2 Ditton Court Road SS0 7HG, at 20:00.

Walthamstow - Waltham Forest Immigration Bureau, 187 Hoe Street E17 3AP, at 20:00.

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savycon63 · 3 months

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Day 13 #NicPics these 3 pics of Nicola taken during a photoshoot by Matt Writtle are 3 of my all time favourites. Sunshine streaming thru the window on her face & hair. Nicola’s natural beauty shines thru in these. 😍She’s simply stunning!

#nicola walker

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scotianostra · 11 months

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On October 26th 1327 Elizabeth de Burgh, Queen Consort of Robert the Bruce died at Cullen Castle, Banffshire.

Note sources disagree and some say October 27th.

In 1302 Elizabeth de Burgh married Robert Bruce, Earl of Carrick, at Writtle, near Chelmsford in Essex. Bruce was a widower with a young daughter. He had first married Isabella of Mar who died, in 1296, a short time after giving birth to a daughter, Marjory Bruce. Elizabeth's father was one of the most powerful Irish nobles of the period, Richard Óg de Burgh, 2nd Earl of Ulster.

When The Bruce first stood up to English rule he was beset by defeat and he sent Elisabeth, Marjory, his sisters Christina and Mary Bruce, and Countess Isobel to Kildrummy Castle in the north, where his brother Neil was to protect them. Unfortunately the castle was laid to siege, the Royal women escaped but were captured not long after at the sanctuary of St Duthac at Tain in Easter Ross where William II, Earl of Ross violate the sanctity, later handing them over to the English. He seems to have been forgiven by The Bruce for this as his name appears on The Declaration of Arbroath in 1320, perhaps showing a merciful nature to King Robert.

Isobel was held captive in an iron cage at Berwick Castle. Robert’s younger sister, Mary Bruce, was locked into an iron cage at Roxburgh Castle. She was just 24 years old. Mary spent the next four years caged and humiliated. Her older sister Christian Bruce was shown more compassion and was imprisoned in a Gilbertine nunnery in Lincolnshire. Christian’s husband, Sir Christopher Seton, was hanged, drawn and beheaded at Dumfries.

Elizabeth was held prisoner in England. It is thought that she was better treated because her father Richard de Burgh, Earl of Ulster, was a close friend of King Edward I. Elizabeth spent the next eight years in captivity in Burstwick, Bisham Manor, Windsor Castle, Shaftesbury Abbey, Barking Abbey and Rochester Castle.

Marjory Bruce, Robert’s daughter, was only 12 years old when she was captured at Tain. At first King Edward decided that she would be locked into an iron cage and hung for all to see from the walls of the Tower of London. Edward relented and Marjory was held in a Gilbertine nunnery in Yorkshire.

After the Battle of Bannockburn the Bruce was able to trade English nobles for his family. Mary Bruce went on to be twice married and had a son, Iain. Christian Bruce married Sir Andrew Murray who later became guardian of Scotland. Christian later led the defence of the besieged Kildrummy Castle at 62 years old and lived to 84.

Elizabeth de Burgh and Robert the Bruce were reunited and went on to have four children - Matilda, Margaret, John and David, who would become David II, King of Scots. Elizabeth died on this day 1327 and was buried in Dunfermline Abbey.

#scotland #scottish #history #royalty #irish

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thquldnunc · 2 years

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the unyielding, the wandering eye, the underbelly of the snake , thomas walsingham

penned by velvet. for bloodydayshq

BULLETPOINTS:

NAME: thomas walsingham AGE / D.O.B.: forty-seven / 10th april 1512 STATUS / RANK: secretary of state / spymaster COUNTRY OF ORIGIN: england PLACE OF BIRTH: scadbury manor, kent BIRTH ORDER: oldest of four MOTHER & FATHER: eleanor writtle of essex & edmund walsingham (lieutenant of the tower) SIBLINGS: mary walsingham (m. sir barnardiston, widow), alice walsingham (m. sir saunders, d 1558), eleanor walsingham (m. richard finch, sheriff of kent) SEXUALITY: bisexual & biromantic HOROSCOPE: aries VIRTUES: discreet, courageous, aspiring VICES: erratic, scheming, narcissistic MARITAL STATUS: married to utp walsingham ISSUE: tbd RELIGION: protestant ALLIES: william iii, privy council, anne boleyn, himself ADVERSARIES: cromwells, seymour loyalists,

TIMELINE:

1512 Born Scadbury Manor, Kent to Edmund Walsingham (member of Parliament/Lieutenant of the Tower) and Eleanora Whittle 1520 Is at the reception, if briefly, to celebrate the arrival of the Holy Roman Emperor, Charles V, at Dover & Canterbury 1521 Present at the execution of Edward Stafford, Duke of Buckingham 1524 Sent to St Pauls School, London 1526 First portrait sketched by a new artist, Hans Holbein the Younger 1528 Contracts the sweating sickness mildly whilst in London, is recalled to the countryside for rehabilitation 1529 Sent to Trinity Hall, Cambridge 1531 Gets a place under Thomas Cromwell after graduating with a Bachelor in Canon & Civil Law 1533 Attends the coronation of Anne Boleyn & then Prince William’s christening, Cromwell becomes Secretary of State 1534 Aids in the torture and execution of Elizabeth Barton “the Nun of Kent”, attends Princess Elizabeth’s christening 1536 Sent to Catherine of Aragon as a spy, then attends her burial at Peterborough Abbey 1537 Sent to Mary Tudor, whilst helps with the plans to bring her back to court under the hand of Cromwell, also attends the execution of Edward, Thomas & Jane Seymour 1538 Escorts Mary back to court, and continues on as a spy for Cromwell 1545 After many arguments, Thomas abandons the Cromwell faction during the warrant of arrest for Anne Boleyn, in retaliation he puts together Boleyn’s defense and works furiously against Cromwell 1546 Knighted for his work and given Ingatestone Hall as a near-London residence 1550 is made Secretary of State to King Henry VIII, Edmund Walsingham dies 1557 Henry VIII dies, begins work for William III and helps arrange the coronation/safe-guarding 1559 Attends the execution of Hugh Courtenay

BIOGRAPHY:

WIP

WANTED CONNECTIONS: (if any)

now he is easier since he's more of a OC, u feel? this is it - lovers, enemies, hatred, frenemies, plots & schemes, people from his past, kent homebodies, anything and everything pls & thank x

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