#Matthew x James

[clockwork-carstairs]

matthew and james as the sun and moon

“Tell me, Matthew,” he said. “Tell me the name of the shadow that is always hanging over you. I can become a shadow. I could fight it for you.”

[starrieshq]

[uniquecellest]

I haven't read CHOT yet but all I gotta say is: if James/Cordelia/Matthew do not end up poly what is it all for

[natti-ice]

for the universal blurb can you do breeding kink please? thank you!! <3

18+ mdni

cw: breeding kink, unprotected sex, p in v, creampie, cum eating

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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“please baby?” His voice was pure sex and you knew you couldn’t resist him, you loved him and the idea of letting him do this to you made your heart pound. The sweet pout on his face when he begged you to let him cum inside you was almost enough to make you say yes- almost. You watched him reach for the condom that you had placed onto his throbbing length, just itching to take it off.

“On one condition,” you started then paused to make the anticipation around you two thicker, you could practically see the desperation seeping out of his pores. A sinister grin spreads across your face as you say, “you have to lick it out when you’re done” his eyes widened in surprise but his grin matched yours quickly. “Deal.”

He immediately pulls the condom off of his cock and lines himself up with your dripping entrance, teasing it with the tip and lets out a needy groan. He slowly pushes past your entrance, working himself in and out inch by agonizing inch, your back arched off the soft sheets as he bottoms out inside of you. When he feels you’ve acclimated to his size he begins to thrust faster, both of your pleasured sounds fill up the spacious bedroom- anyone walking by would be envious of what’s taking place behind your bedroom door.

After your second orgasm you could tell he was getting close, his cock twitched against your walls and his thrusts became sloppy, “c-can’t wait to breed this little pussy” he grunts as his head falls back, his hips twitch as he releases inside of you. He pants hard as he slowly pulls out of you, the feeling of emptiness makes you whimper but when you feel his cum slowly drip down to your ass another wave of excitement hits you. You look up at the hot disheveled man who just gave you one of his best fucks to date, you giggle softly as you say “your turn now.”

Without hesitation he drops his head down to your pussy and gives it a slow long lick, you moan as you look down at him and see the white coating his tongue. His eyes meet yours as he swallows his own load, you’ve never seen something so hot before, you could probably cum off the sight alone. He doesn’t back down, he goes back for more and brings you to your third orgasm of the night.

[clockwork-carstairs]

the contrast in “Matthew drawled. James bristled.” is so funny to me for no reason

also “Matthew had tossed his stupid blond head” is taking me OUT james you’re so funny

"Matthew had tossed his stupid blond head and chosen a very large table to sit at. He charmed several of the Shadowhunter students away from their tables. Even some of the older students came over to listen to one of Matthew’s apparently terribly amusing stories." / / / What is this feeling So sudden and new? I felt the moment I laid eyes on you. My pulse is rushing. My head is reeling. Oh, what is this feeling? Does it have a name? Yes!

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“Jamie Herondale, right?” Matthew drawled. James bristled. “I prefer James." / / / "Can I call you Elphie?" “Well it’s a little perky…” 

@imherongraystairstrash your post made me sit down and finish this!!! it's actually hilarious how similar they are

[thinkinonsense]

old man!logan x fem!reader

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— nothing was going right for logan tonight. work was shit and his body ached with indescribable pain. the only thing he wanted to do was crawl home to you.

"l-lo...?"

your sleepy voice was barely audible. logan tried to be quiet as he came into the house later than usual.

"hey, princess." he mutters, ridding himself of his suit jacket and slipping off his shoes.

"come lay down with me." you beg softly, wanting him to scoop you up into his big arms and cradle you like a delicate little thing.

"in a minute..." he replies, kneeling down at the foot of the bed. "wanna see my girl."

logan pulls the thin sheet off of your body; only covered by one of his shirts and a pair of lavender panties. nothing special but he adored them anyways.

"looks like she missed me too." he groans, swiping his thumb over the wet spot that grows in between your legs.

still half asleep but moaning quietly into one of the pillows next to you.

lately this is all he's been wanting to do when he returns home. lay in between your legs either slowly making out with your cunt or fingering you until you're on the verge of tears. not that you minded this sudden change, never rejecting logan from his acclaimed spot between your thighs.

"gonna let me spend some time with her, sweetheart?" he says, not expecting a verbal response.

you lazily nod your head and lift your hips a little so he can pull down your panties, tossing them aside.

"atta girl."

the low rumble in his voice left you whimpering. like a tease, logan spreads your folds, watching your arousal leak from within you. he loved splitting you open and seeing his affect on you.

"what's gotcha so soaked, baby?" he coos at your cunt, blowing a little air on it and watching how your body responds to it, hips wiggling and hole clenching for him.

"she's just cryin' for me, huh?" he chuckles, lifting your tired legs back near your head as he towers over you.

"p-please..." you whine, looking up at him with glossy eyes.

without saying a word, logan slips his middle and ring fingers inside of you, nudging that sweet spot of yours. a choked moan escapes you and your hands fly to his wrist. what's usually gentle soon turns vigorous at the pace he's moving.

"uh- fuck!" you gasp, fully awake now. " 's too much, lo."

"you can take it, sweetheart." he says sternly as his other hand draws circles on one of your legs, holding them in the air.

heat pools in your belly as you scratch your nails down logan's wrists. he can't help but adore the little 'uh-uh-uh's' spilling from your plump lips. the lewd slaps of slick fill the room as his pace picks up, bumping his fingertips against the spongy spot inside of you.

"d-don't stop, please." you beg, staring up at him with glossy, glazed over eyes. soft little mumbles of "pleasepleaseplease" ringing in logan's ears like his favorite song.

"fuck, practically cutting off my circulation." logan grunts before spitting on your button and using his thumb to stimulate you further.

all that can be heard are your incoherent babbles and logan's grunts of encouragement. his thick rough fingers stretch you in ways you didn't think were possible.

logan leans down to kiss your trembling lips, grunting at the little whimpers that escape. the fast slaps of his palm on your clit makes you bite down on his lower lip, healing so quickly that you don't even taste any blood.

"c'mon princess..." he groans, pulling apart just enough to speak. "be a good girl and soak my hand for me."

in that moment, his fingers inside of you are perfectly timed with the circles his thumb draws, sending you into a state of nirvana. panting and moaning against logan's lips while he praises you.

"that's it, sweetheart."

"there's my good girl."

once your heart rate returns to normal, logan cleans you up with a small rag before laying down in bed next to you. his muscular arms wrap around you and pull you in so he can spoon you.

"miss me that much?" you ask with a small chuckle as he kisses your neck.

"mhm, had another shitty day and needed to spend some time with my girl." he answers, words muffled by your hair.

"aw, i'm sorry baby." you turn over to face him, pecking his lips. "anything i can do to make it better?"

"it's already better now, honey." he reassures, brushing hair out of your face.

"too bad...." you smirk. "was gonna offer to ride you."

logan's eyes darken with lust as you move to straddle him, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. warm hands roam around his shirtless torso, innocently drawing lazy outlines of his abs.

who could blame you for wanting to be an attentive girlfriend?

[heronchild-haven]

Hey 👋🏻 I just wanted to let you know that I’m back from an unplanned hiatus and still working on the May prompt. It’s gonna be a mess anyways though so I thought I’d already let you vote for June- and who knows, maybe I’ll even manage to catch up at some point😅

[chelestials]

nothing is more humbling when you’re watching an edit of your favorite actor and then the screen goes black and you see yourself on your screen basically thirsting over them

[thatonekimgirl]

Filmed in Oahu, Hawaii, the pilot of Lost was the most expensive ever made, costing between $10 and $14 million. It was first broadcast on ABC on September 22, 2004, and was seen by 18.6 million viewers.

[delicioushottubpeanut]

Y'know when you start liking a dilf and see all these edits and then become jealous because they have liked them longer than you

[marvelsgirl616]

daredevil (2003) // x-men: last stand (2006)

daredevil (2003) // x-men (2000)

-> yes, daredevil (2003) is cringe but it is MY comfort cringe movie <3 || anyways, i love these silly boys in their very early 2000's red sunglasses. (and jen g. is mother. )

[starrieshq]

The Great Coming Out [Heronchild]

inspired by @heronchildlove

Enjoy!

James had just managed to kick his pants off and into the corner when his parents decided to walk in.

Matthew immediately slammed the door in their faces, his face flushing several shades darker.

“Oh!” He could hear Tessa exclaim.

“Erm, we’re sorry.” Will called through the wall. After a moment, the two heard pairs of feet head away and down the stairs.

James' heart hammered in his chest, breathing heavily as he tried to calm himself down. They were bound to find out eventually, but they hadn’t told them yet. Under other circumstances, maybe he would have, but as James turned and looked at Matthew, he saw his face in his hands, his shoulders slightly shaking.

7 months. They had kept it a secret for seven months. Of course, they hadn’t been the most discreet.

Multiple times now, Thomas and Alastair had caught them making out in the training room. Lucie found them in the library, Anna was in Matthew’s flat when it happened, Christopher had seen them in the club room, and even Charles knew about them.

“They know.” Matthew said quietly.

James sat next to him and reached out to embrace him. Matthew leaned in, and James buried his head into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of sandalwood. His arms went around James’s waist, and he could feel Matthew’s rapid heartbeat against his chest.

After several moments, James stood up.

“We should probably go talk to them.” He said.

Matthew sighed.

“Just as it was getting good.”

James chuckled, as they put on their discarded clothes.

As he buttoned up his shirt, he thought about his parent’s reaction to him and Matthew. He wasn’t too worried about whether they were supportive or not, as they had been some of the first people to openly support Thomas and Alastair’s relationship.

He just didn’t want them to see him differently. Sometimes felt that if they had known about this part of him, the part that deep down knew why he hadn’t fallen in love with Grace or Cordelia, the part of him where he knew in his heart that he could never truly love a woman.

But this wasn’t a part that was new. It was a part that was a secret. Until now, that was.

James glanced over at Matthew, who was lacing his shoes. His gaze lingered on him, taking in the messy hair, the rumpled appearance. The figure was indeed Matthew Fairchild, but he knew that Matthew would be mortified if anyone else but James saw him in a state such as this, anything less than perfectly coiffed.

Matthew turned around and saw him looking, and smiled.

“Couldn’t look away?” He asked teasingly.

“Not even if I tried.” He answered truthfully.

Matthew grinned, but not without his face flushing slightly at the compliment.

After several minutes of affirmations and deep breaths, James and Matthew began to make their way downstairs.

They found Tessa and Will in the drawing room, having tea, Tessa looking content and rather slightly smug whilst Will looked utterly perplexed.

“Yes, I understand that.” Will protested. “But how could they think that we wouldn’t notice them missing for well over two hours?”

James cleared his throat.

His parents spun around and saw them.

“Why hello, my son.” Will greeted him. “Hello, Matthew.”

Matthew had the grace to look slightly ashamed.

“I’m sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Herondale, I wa-”

“There’s nothing to apologize for.” Tessa said firmly.

Matthew lapsed into silence, but only for a moment.

“What?” He asked.

Tessa gestured to the loveseat, where they sat down as Will reached for his teacup. After a moment, Matthew hesitantly held out his hand towards James, who gladly took it. Matthew looked hesitant, so he squeezed his hand to reassure him.

“To be rather honest,” Tessa said slightly hesitantly, as if unsure how to proceed, “We…knew. To an extent.”

James raised his eyebrows.

“Really?” He asked.

“Jamie,” Will said affectionately. “Despite inheriting my brains and good looks, you can be dull at times. You never seemed to be able to shut up about Matthew.”

“You were always rendezvousing around with him, you always were writing letters about him,” Tessa continued. “By the Angel, you even blushed every time you came out of your room with Matthew.”

“It was really quite obvious.” Will finished.

James and Matthew sat in stunned silence for a moment.

“Then why didn’t you say anything?” Matthew asked, his voice unusually uncertain.

“We knew that you’d tell us, eventually.” Tessa said, setting down her cup. “We just wanted you to be ready when it happened.”

James nodded, his heart close to bursting. Matthew hesitantly smiled at James, who returned the favor by squeezing his hand.

“That went better than expected.”

Matthew collapsed on James’s bed, letting out a sigh of relief. James sat next to him, running a hair through his blonde silky locks.

He grinned and pulled James on top of him, snaking an arm around his waist.

“What-”

Matthew covered his mouth.

“Let’s pick up where we left off, shall we?”

[balladofbells]

These mfs are PLATONIC???

ac: elisial

[natti-ice]

— just a stranger.

18+ mdni

pairing: male character x fem!reader

cw: p in v, public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of alcohol

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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The smell of smoke and hand soap lingers in the air around you as your mouth clashes with his, the loud bass from the live band vibrates the small bathroom stall, you can’t help but moan as his tongue slides against yours. You don’t normally hook up with strangers at bars but there was something so captivating about this man you couldn’t deny his invitation to the bathroom, the taste of whiskey off his lips sends a flood down to your core- desperate for friction you reach down and unbuckle his belt as fast as possible.

He takes the hint and takes over, unbuttoning his jeans and pulls them down along with his boxers. You gasp softly against his mouth as you feel your dress being yanked above your waist, his fingers make their way into the band of your soaked panties. A soft whimper escapes your lips as his finger tips gently graze your swollen clit “Jesus, sweetheart, you’re already wet” his husky, lust filled voice scratches something in your brain. The horny daze you’re in takes over your body, you don’t think about your next move you just let your body take control.

You reach down and grab a hold of his cock and gently stroke it while looking deep into his eyes, without breaking eye contact he pushes your panties down to your knees and moves you against the cold metal stall door. He steps right in front of you and brings his cock between your legs, your legs tremble as the tip glides up and down your puffy lips. He pulls your legs apart more and you grab a hold of the toilet paper holder for balance, the head of his dick slow presses into your entrance asking for permission. You nod quickly giving him the okay, you couldn’t help but feel so needy right now. The ache between your legs could only be fixed by one solution and that solution was this stranger’s big cock.

You cover your mouth immediately as he pushes further into you until he bottoms out, you bite your tongue hard to fight back the moan of pure ecstasy that’s lodged in your throat. His pleasured groans meet your ears as he starts to pump into you, his hand slams against the door that holds you up to balance himself, your free hand snakes behind him and grips his ass. Soft swears are muttered against your neck as his hot lips place gentle kisses against your sensitive skin. Your body tenses immediately as you hear the bathroom door open and a few people come stumbling in, your brain tells you to push the guy away but you’re so lost in pleasure that you don’t move.

He pulls away from your neck for a moment and you look up at him to see a wicked grin slapped across his face, his pace doesn’t slow down as he reaches up and grabs your wrist to pull away your hand that’s clamped over your mouth. He whispers to you “don’t hold back sweetheart, let the whole bar hear what a good girl you are.” His voice was pure sex and you couldn’t help but listen to his demand, you let out the moans, allowing yourself to enjoy this very hot situation. You could hear laughing coming from outside the stall but you didn’t care, the orgasm you were chasing was too tempting to pass up.

Your back arches as a loud grunt leaves his perfect mouth, your pussy clenches around him as you go over the edge, you don’t hold anything back as you cum- letting all the swears fill the small space around you. His amused chuckle is followed by a shuttered groan as you feel him spill into your body, he collapses against you, panting softly as the both of you catch your breath. After a few moments past the haze starts to clear, you feel his breath against your ear, there’s a gentleness to his words as he says, “best pussy of my life.”

For some reason you believed him, you’ve only know him for a few hours but something about the way he said it makes you truly believe that you’re the best he’s ever had.

[honey-bri-books]

Red Room

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