#Jonathan Hernandez

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Tzitzimitl by Jonathan Hernandez

[baseballjerseynumbers]

Jonathan Hernández takes 72. Never worn before in franchise history.

[conandaily2022]

Caballero Universal 2023 predictions: Jonathan Hernandez, Leandro Mendoza, Enrique Diaz

The Caballero Universal 2023 coronation ceremony will be held in Venezuela on October 28, 2023. It is the third edition of the international male beauty pageant based in Venezuela. On December 1, 2022, Kendall Jo Switzenberg of the United States was crowned Caballero Universal 2022 at Teatro Luisela Diaz in Caracas, Venezuela with Carlos Palacios of Nicaragua as the vice king. The respective…

[oscarisaacsspit]

room full of chairs (and i know exactly where i’m gonna sit) 🤭

[syrma-sensei]

Oscar Isaac in almost every random frame:

[winniethewife]

Could you write something angsty for Jonathan? Perhaps some kind of argument that ends in some hate sex?

No pressure whatsoever but I absolutely love your writing 🩵

Hello Anon! Thank you for your kind words, I hope this little drabble is what you were hoping for! Another Mini Kinktober!

Among the things that didn’t matter

(Jonathan Levy x F!reader)

Warnings: Hate sex, age gap, fighting, public sex, pinv, quick and dirty, unprotected sex, reader doesn’t cum.

Words: 526

She had one question, just the one question. Why? Why the fuck would he straight up ghost her after everything? She found his office and checked to make sure there weren’t any students in sight before opening the door, slamming it shut behind her and locking the door. Jonathan looked up shocked to see her, he knew exactly why she was there. He felt a guilty feeling gnawing at his heart.

“Hey…Uh…” He started but she held her hand up. He slowly stood up and approaches her cautiously.

“Let me talk, then I’ll get out of your life. I felt sorry for you, with your divorce, with everything you have going on. You made me feel so welcome here, a freshly graduated student hardly ever makes professor but you were so kind to me. To turn around and not answer my calls or texts for weeks after our date, it’s just fucking rude. I just…I thought we were…I don’t know maybe I’m just young and naïve and delusional but I-” she was interrupted by his lips on hers and his arms around her, she immediately pulls away. “What the absolute fuck?!” She shouts.

“Sorry I just…Ugh it’s uh…I should have…god you’re hot when you’re mad.” He tried to form words but ultimately gave up.

“Are you fucking serious? I come here to fucking tell you it’s over and you can’t keep it in your pants for long enough for me to break up with you?” She was livid, but the sight of the older man’s arousal bringing back memories from that night... She didn’t know what she was doing, but suddenly her lips met his again, she couldn’t keep her hands off of him as she angrily started to rip at his clothes, pulling up her skirt as he bent her over the desk, his hard length pressed into her, all their senses filled with each other as he railed her over his desk.

“You’re so fucking pretty like this, you’re pissed at me I know but god you look like Aphrodite, so beautiful but filled with rage” he started babbling as he fucked into her relentlessly. She let out a low growl.

“Shut the fuck up you twit, just fuck me so I can get the hell out of here!” She hissed as she clutches the desk. She didn’t need to be compared to deities, she just needed to cum. He didn’t even respond to her insult she instead he just got to work, thrusting into her, breathing heavily as he pulled her, sliding into her again and again. She felt the pleasure winding up in her abdomen, he felt his own climax approaching as he fucked into her. He lets out a groan as he painted her insides with his spend. She felt all of the buildup fade away as he pulled out. She blinks twice. Did he really just…She turns around and slaps him across the face.

“Fuck you Levy. You won’t be hearing form me.” She was seething. He held his face where she had just slapped him and watched as she walked away, out of his office. Out of his life.

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[360iris]

They seem like good friends 🙂

[pedroacosta]

théo hernandez embraces jonathan clauss after scoring the final penalty against portugal to help france to advance to the semi-finals of the euro 2024, 05.07.24

[springles1917]

Oscar Isaac as Victor Frankenstein

-Ik he will not play the Doc, but I still like the idea. So here we are-

[athenaderiva]

Not Afraid Anymore

Jonathan Levy x OFC

My first smut I’m posting! Jonathan taking Clary’s virginity. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Word count - 1800 ish

It happened after two bottles of wine-mostly drunk by Clary. The soft buzz helped her feel more confident, one hand on Jonathan’s chest and the other on his thigh. Even just having his skin under her fingers was enough for her breathing to become uneven.

She stared up at Jonathan, wetting her lips with her tongue. She couldn’t stop thinking about how gorgeous he was, the dim light illuminating the grey streaks in his dark hair and beard. She sighed, tracing her fingers along Jonathan’s chest. He smiled down at her and pressed his lips to her forehead.

“Do you want to go to bed?” He whispered and she sighed, turning her head to press kisses to his neck and collarbones. “Are you okay?” He asked, pulling her up slightly so she could look him in the eyes. “Honey?”

“I want you to fuck me.” He choked as he insulted, sputtering for breath for a moment before managing to collect himself.

“I thought you weren’t ready?” He mumbled, wrapping his fingers around her jaw. “I need you to be sure before we do anything. And you gotta know you can ask me to stop at anytime and I will.” He rushed out in a single breath, adjusting his glasses. Clary nodded, all but pouncing into his lips and smashing her lips to his. He groaned, the hand on her jaw snaking around to wrap into her hair as the other settled on her waist. No matter how many times they had kissed it felt like butterflies swarmed her stomach. His hand slipped under her t-shirt - one she had stolen from him - and his touch burned her skin, branding her with his fingerprints. He squeezed and her mouth fell open, inviting his tongue into her mouth. He stood up, wrapping his hands under her thighs to keep her attached to him, her hands wandering, tugging on his hair. Her kisses trailed from his mouth to his cheeks as he carried her up the stairs. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he squeezed her thighs and he wondered what it would feel like for them to drag down his back.

“Jonathan.” Clary whined as he got to his room after what felt like an eternity walking down the hallway. He chuckled, shutting the door with his foot and placing her gently on his golden sheets.

“Do you still want this?” His voice was thick with lust and Clary nodded, pulling her shirt off. His eyes widened at the sight of her, climbing onto the bed and hovering over her. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Fuck, I was crazy not to see that you were right there all this time.” He mumbled, and Clary was sure she wasn’t supposed to hear him. He placed his glasses on the bedside table before attaching his lips to her neck, determined to take his time with her. A moan fell from her lips and he swore it was the best find he ever heard. “We need to try to be quiet, sweetheart, okay?” He whispered against her skin and she moved, desperate for him to keep touching her. His hands finally came to cup her breasts, palming them through her bra before he tugged it out of the way, relishing in her quiet whimpers that came with every touch. She watched him through heavy eyes. His lips moved down, attaching to each piece of skin he brushed against. She reached for him, tugging at his shirt and he happily obliged. Her nails traced over his chest and stomach, like she was trying to memorise every inch of him. Clary tugged her lower lip into her mouth in a poor attempt to stay quiet as his lips attached to her nipple. Her fingers weaved into his hair, tugging and he groaned.

“Jonathan, please.” Clary had no idea what she was begging for. She just knew she needed more of him. He chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips before sitting back on his heels and admiring the plethora of marks he’d left across her skin. “Jona-“ he cut her off quickly, placing his hand over her mouth. Her doe eyes burned into his and he flipped her skirt up. He licked his lips at the sight of her soaked through panties.

“You’re so fucking wet already, sweetheart. Is that all for me?” He asked, his voice lower than Clary had ever heard him and she nodded. He groaned, both hands coming to rest on her hips as he moved further down the bed and pressed his nose right against her core, inhaling. Just the smell of her made him feel like he could cum in his pants like a fucking teenager. She whined, her hips bucking against his face in a silent beg for him to just fucking touch her already. He chuckled, pulling her panties down as slowly as he had patience for before he dove in. He licked at her folds like he was trying to collect all of her slick, one hand moving to press his thumb against her clit. Her cunt clenched around nothing as he worked her up, alternating between long stripes and kitten licks. Clary could swear she saw stars, her thighs shaking around his head. She bit her lip hard to stay quiet, a metallic taste filling her mouth when he sucked her clit. Her hips arched off the bed, his laughter vibrating across her pussy and she slapped a hand over her mouth in time to stifle a moan. “That’s it honey, stay nice and quiet for me. Fuck, you’re so pretty.” His fingers replaced his tongue, two of them disappearing with ease. Clary could see her slick in his beard and she moaned into her hand, grinding down shamelessly against his fingers as a coil tightened inside her stomach. He leaned down in time to kiss her as she came on his fingers, swallowing her moans. The taste of her arousal on his tongue drove her feral, desperate for anything he would give her. Her blood in his mouth had a similar effect but he swallowed it down. “We can stop now, if you want, sweetheart.” He whispered, the smell of sweat and sex heavy in the air. Clary shook her head.

“I need you to fuck me, Jonathan.” She whimpered and he smiled, pressing one more kiss to her forehead.

“Turn over.” He murmured. She immediately did what she was told, managing to rest on her shaking legs so that her ass was in the air. She turned her head to the side, watching him as he tugged his jeans and boxers down. He almost moaned in relief as his cock sprang free, almost painfully hard. He licked his hand, wrapping it around his dick. He rubbed the tip against her cunt, spreading her wetness around him before pushing in slowly. Clary’s eyes widened at the stretch and she buried her face in the pillow to muffle herself. He leaned over her as he pushed in inch by inch, allowing her time to adjust to each new intrusion. “Fuck, fuck, you’re so fucking tight.” He hissed, biting her shoulder to muffle his groans. He stilled inside of her, waiting for her to let him know she was okay. It didn’t take long. She whimpered and pushed back against him. He grinned, kissing over the bite mark before he began to move his hips, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. Clary knew she’d never felt so full, her fingers and toys feeling nothing like this. She mewled at the feeling as he began to pick up the pace. She looked over her shoulder as he picked his body up. His curls were pointing in every direction and he was watching where their bodies connected with focus that she’d never seen. The burn that came with the stretch to accommodate him was one of the most delicious things she had ever felt. The tip of his dick brushed against something inside her and her eyes rolled back in her head as a loud moan fell from her lips. “Shh, shh, shh, there’s a good girl,” he murmured. Her cunt clenched around him at ‘good girl’ and he snarled, fucking into her harder and pushing her head into the pillows. She bit into the material as his death grip on her hips got tighter, her legs shaking and she was sure that if he wasn’t holding her up she would’ve collapsed. “I know you can cum again for me honey, just one more.” He mumbled, spreading her legs wider and fucking impossibly deeper into her. Each time her cunt spasmed around his cock, they both swore they must be in heaven. “Rub your clit for me,” he begged, his voice cracking and Clary moved to obey faster than she’d ever moved in her life. Her fingertips were too soft after feeling Jonathan’s rough, calloused pads. His hands left her hips. One wrapped into her hair, pulling her up till her body was flush to his. The other covered her mouth as she cried out, his beard scratching against her neck as he sucked on her pulse point. “Cum for me, sweetheart, please.” It was all too much and Clary could’ve sworn she blacked out as she came, squeezing Jonathan’s cock so tight he forgot how to breathe and his thrusts faltered. “Where do you - fuck - want me to cum?” He managed to stammer in between broken gasps.

“Don’t you dare pull out.” Clary mumbled and Jonathan growled, pushing their bodies down against the sheets as he came. She could feel him twitching inside her as he panted for breath, sweat dripping off both of them. He pressed gentle kisses against her skin, the taste of salt dancing on his tongue. He slowly pulled out, sitting back to watch as his spend leaked from her sore cunt. “Jonathan?” She whispered.

“I’m just getting a cloth for you, okay sweetheart? We gotta get clean.” He eased her to lie on her back, kissing her forehead before going to the bathroom. He ran a cloth under the hot tap, making sure the water was warm. Clary was still trying to even out her breathing when he returned, her legs still shaking occasionally as he cleaned her up and then himself. He tossed the cloth back to the bathroom, wrapping his arms around her. “You did so good. How do you feel?” He whispered against her forehead.

“Good. I feel good. I think I met God.” Clary mumbled, her eyes still hazy. “Why the fuck did I wait so long for this?” Jonathan chuckled, his chest reverberating against her.

[blue-eyed-moon-child]

As a long-time Magnus Archive fan, I apologize for the deception, Ashlyn (Jon)

Also, this is kinda inspired by that one picture Red posted with two Ashlyns.

[stupid-lew]

[conandaily2022]

5 sexiest Caballero Universal 2023 candidates

The Caballero Universal 2023 coronation ceremony will be held in Venezuela on October 28, 2023. It is the third edition of the international male beauty pageant based in Venezuela. On December 1, 2022, Kendall Jo Switzenberg of the United States was crowned Caballero Universal 2022 at Teatro Luisela Diaz in Caracas, Venezuela with Carlos Palacios of Nicaragua as the vice king. The respective…

[gr4cel4nd2]

oscar isaac needs to record an audiobook in his lifetime

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Star Trek: Enterprise

Character: Jonathan Archer

Sample Size: 1,843 stories

Source: AO3