#matthew's drabble collection

[heronchildlove]

Day 43 - A bloody kiss

The image of James flying and crashing to the side of a building would forever be etched into Matthew’s brain.

He left the fight to the others and ran to his side as fast as he could, almost crumbling from relief as he saw James propping himself up to sit down.

“I’m fine! I used the Seraph blade to break the fall, but some bricks fell over me, that’s all.”

Matthew didn’t mind the sounds of battle behind them or the nasty gash on James’ forehead. He threw himself on the floor beside him and kissed him until they were both out of breath. The kiss tasted of blood and dust, but neither of them cared.

(And that's a wrap! Took more time than planned but I finally did all the prompts from the kiss meme. Check them all out here!)

[kiemiu]

frosty the snowman | ( fem!reader ) fluff + slight angst. enemies to lovers drabble wc 1.4k ( kiemiu's fluffmas masterlist )

"Matt, move your ass!" You shouted, both of your hands planted on the large ball of snow as you waited for him to finish the second layer of the snowman. He did nothing in return but roll his eyes, murmuring curses under his breath as he continued to roll the ball of snow until it seemed fit enough. "Instead of bitching, why don't you get started on the head!" he suddenly shouted back as he lifted the boulder of snow and made his way towards you.

Before you could interject with your own smart comment, Nick shouted out "3 Minutes Left!" The megaphone blaring a loud alarm that only sets off your nerves. With that warning you ran far off to a pile of snow that was unoccupied, not realizing Matt followed behind you shortly after fixing the torso of the snowman.

He slightly shoved you aside and gathered his own pile, making you roll your eyes before side bumping him out of the way. "I don't need help with the head, go get the accessories." you murmured, taking handfuls of snow and packing them together quicker than him.

He let out a frustrated groan, his hands dropping to his sides while one of them still held the small compacted snowball. "You wonder why no one likes you when all you do is nag, nag, nag. I mean— seriously, how can someone so joyless take the fun out of a fucking snowman building contest?" he angrily spat.

You scoffed in slight disbelief, the snowball you had started to form now hanging at your side as you turned towards him. "Me, joyless? Please. How can someone so incompetent not know how to build a fucking snowman correctly to the point they have to be micro-managed!? Maybe, I wouldn't nag you if you actually knew what the hell you were doing." You spat back, tone laced with venom as you took a step toward him, the snowball in your clutches started to melt and seep through your cotton gloves with how tight you were holding it.

Matt didn't back down though, he stood his ground and stepped forward himself. "Incompetent, she says." He grumbled out, with an eye roll. "I wouldn't trust you to chew gum and walk at the same time." he added on, his eyes laced with a determination that he wouldn't back down from the argument unless you did first.

You scoffed before rolling your eyes, "You're a dickhead, d'you know that?" "And you're a pain in my ass." he whispered back, not giving your statement any time to settle in the cold winds. The tension between you two was unbearable, you looked at each other like you wanted to kill him, and him you. You remained barely a hair's length from each other, so close that the puffs of air released in frustration became it's own joint cloud.

"2 minutes!" Nick shouted, his voice faint as he set off the blaring siren of his megaphone once again. "Go get the accessories. I'll finish with the head." He asserted without room for argument. Before you could interject he turned his back towards you and back towards the pile of snow.

Unable to hide the anger coursing through you, the bit of snowball you still had left in your hands was chucked into the back of his head before you started your tread to the box of accessories.

Unable to make it very far as you stopped dead in your tracks at the sudden impact of a cold sensation hitting the back of your thigh. You slowly turned around, still in place to see him forming another snowball in his hands.

"You do not want to play this game with me." You warned, pointing your finger at him as you slowly made your way around him like a predator stalking its prey. "You started it." He declared before he chucked another snowball at you, this time giving you enough time to dodge it before diving on the ground to collect more snow.

Before you knew it, you and Matthew were chucking snowballs at each other, screaming, and running around to avoid getting hit while collecting as much snow as you could to chuck at the other.

Both of you stopped for a moment to catch your breaths. "You give up?" He asked, crouching down and resting his hands on his knees as he tried to regain control of his breathing. "No, fuck you!" you screamed back resting your hands on your hips before tilting your head towards the sky.

"Fine." You heard him begrudgingly reply before he slowly started to make his way towards a large chunk of snow that laid discarded on the floor. You also started your tread towards it, both of you soon enough realizing that you were going for the same piece of ice, giving you a shot of adrenaline to start running towards it, having to get it before he could.

Both of you dived for the piece of ice, shoving each other for it and toppling over one another to grab it. "God, you're so fucking annoying." you cried out as you both reached for the snowball, his legs and arms tangled around yours at this point as you both kicked and pulled to grab it. "You're the most obnoxious person, I know!" he shouted back, both of you grabbing the ball of snow at the same time and cradling it between your chests, neither of your grips faltering as both of you tried to pry it from each other.

After the constant struggle and a harsh yank from Matt, the piece of ice broke between the both of you, crumbling into smaller chunks. You sat up looking at him with furrowed eyebrows, him mirroring your actions as his hands still clawed on the ground beneath him. "I hate you." you whispered, almost unsure even though that's what you were sure you felt for him all the time you've known him.

"I hate you more." he replied, his head turning to the side as you swiped snow at him. Your hands grabbing another handful of snow, getting ready to throw it at him once again but failing as he grabbed your wrist. Your fight against his grip was futile as he did nothing but slowly pull you closer towards him.

Stopping your fight against his unwavering grip, you looked up to see him already looking at you. His eyes no longer clouded with faulty hate but a more sincere look. He looked tired in a way, as if his walls were finally starting to break down and he no longer wanted to fight what he really felt about you.

"Do you really hate me?" he asked quietly, his hand slowly starting to release the hold he had on your wrist. It took you a second to register his words and for you to catch your breath.

You couldn't exactly remember how the little feud between the two of you even started, nor could you remember why it stuck around for so long. But what you did know is that you didn't hate him. At least not as much as you fronted like you did.

You simply nodded your head 'no' as you watched and waited for his reaction. "I don't hate you either...the exact opposite actually." He murmured. The two of you were so stuck in this trance of newfound emotions that you failed to hear the timer for the contest buzz on and on, and Nick yelled for everyone to gather around so he could judge the snowmen.

Before you realized he was closer than before. The warmth of his breath caressing your lips, Matt licked his lips before he grabbed the front of your jacket and pulled you towards him, finally breaking the invisible barrier between you two and pressing his lips against yours. Your lips moved in sync, emotions bursting at the seams. Confusion, lust, and longing surrounded you as you fell into the kiss. Puffs of smoke leave your noses as you press further into the kiss. Tilting his head far to the side as he pulled you on top of him.

The kiss was rough, clashing of his teeth against yours with your tongues intertwined. It was a nonstop battle for dominance but you wouldn't have it any other way. Even if you didn't win that stupid contest, you were able to confront your love for the man you swore was your enemy..

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[https-murdock]

As Above (Not) so Below - Matt Murdock

summary: for once, It’s matt below you… not the other way around.

word count: ~1.3k

warnings: sub!matt, begging, one use of good boy, blowjob, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap up plz)

note: heyyy everyone seemed to be happy about the lil subby matt drabbly thingy i posted so thought id give this a go. not into sub men myself BUT this was kinda hot to write

Matthew Murdock - big shot lawyer, moonlights as daredevil. People are scared of him in court, criminals are scared of him on the streets.

Matt is a dominant guy, always above people - never below.

That’s why it was shocking when you were on his couch, an intense make out session, when you realised what an effect your teasing was having on the muscled man below you. You’d been there for such a long time, unable to tear away from each other. Matt had always been the one teasing you, so when his jaw dropped open, a little whimper escaping - you took the opportunity by the horns and ran.

“hmmm, you like that?” You ask, your best sultry tone adorning your voice.

You let yours hips work downwards, grinding into the obvious bulge in his boxers, your eyes watching the reactions you’re pulling from him. “Yeah, yeah.” he mutters, and you can’t tell if there’s a slight embarrassment to his tone, or it’s pure enjoyment leaking from him.

“You like being teased, don’t you?” you start, grinding down particularly hard onto him, leaving a wet patch of your slick across his bulge, and he can feel it too, moaning loudly as you continue, “what if i just did this…” you smirk, lifting up off him, and dropping your knees to the floor in front of him.

Gently, you let your fingers slip into the band of his boxers, pulling them off and lifting his t-shirt to see the defined muscles that feel so good across your folds when he lays back and drags you across them - tonight though, the upper hand is given to you.

“hmph-sweetheart p-“ Matt begins to say as you drift your fingers across his length, softly licking the precum from his tip.

“what was that?” you ask, your core yearning to hear him say the word please, to hear him beg for more. Your tongue gives kitten licks right on the tip of his cock, watching the tensing of his thighs when he’s feeling you across him. “Use your mouth, sweetheart.” His hand comes up and laces itself through your hair, gently pushing your head closer to where he wants you.

“mmm mm.” you mutter, shaking your head no and tugging his hand from your hair, “keep your hands up there. touch me and we’re done. ok?” you say, firmly, and you can see his cock twitch at your words, that’s how you know to carry on.

finally, you move your lips to full enclose around his tip, and lead your mouth downward, taking as much of him as you can before he hits the back of your throat.

He doesn’t say anything, can’t say anything, as all you hear are whimpers and groans, his head tipped back over the back of the couch, mouth wide open. You let your mouth move slowly up and down, letting your teeth graze so gently he can barely feel it, but just the touch is sending him to a different dimension.

“Shit, yes. feels so good.” He grunts, trying to lift his hips to dip his cock into the back of your throat as far as you can take him.

“Well done baby, you like my mouth? like it when i suck you off?” You let him go with a pop before you question him, looking up through your eyelashes, carrying on the movements with your hand and watching the way his eyes are blinking much quicker than usual.

You take note of all his movements, the way he’s twitching, the tense muscles all over his body, the way his chest is heaving while he leans backwards on his couch. He always refused to be the sub in these situations, was always the one ruining you. Now you could get your own back from all those nights he left you unable to walk.

just as you lower your mouth back down over his tip, tongue swirling around and collecting the taste of him, you feel both of his big hands cradle the back of your head, gently pushing downwards - silently begging for you to take more of him.

You stand up, and immediately his head lifts up, eyes almost looking for where you’ve gone - but he knows, knows exactly where you are and what he’s done.

“I-i’m sorry, sweetheart come here, i won’t touch-“ He starts, and his brows furrow together, and you can truly see the desperation in his face as he’s begging for you to come back and sit where you were.

“Matthew, i said no touching or we’ll stop,” You grin, walking back over to him, dropping your tshirt on the floor and pull your panties over to the side, granting access. “Nonono,” he interrupts, “we can’t stop, felt so good.” he’s talking quicker now, and you almost giggle at the position you’ve got him in, effectively begging at your feet.

It used to be you in this situation.

“Well since you don’t wanna play fair, i’m gonna take what i want from you.” You’re straddling him slowly now, watching how his fingers are turning white from gripping his couch too hard.

Matt opens his mouth to say something, you suspect more begging, but you start to run him through the slick between your legs, coating him well while a little moan escapes your own lips at the feeling of him against your clit. “Can’t wait to have you inside me, always feel so full.” You groan, and realise that when you’re rocking back and forth over him that you’re moaning louder than you thought you were at the feeling.

You drag his hands to meet your hips, where they grip so hard you wonder if he’ll go through the skin or leave bruises for tomorrow.

Slowly, you move his cock to your slicked entrance, and sink down, moving your hands to his broad chest to steady yourself. “H-Fuck.” Is all that leaves Matt in a whisper, eyes now closed and completely blissed out.

“Shit, Matt, so good.” You tell him, as you start to bounce up and down, letting him believe you’re only using him for you’re own pleasure - when in reality you’re getting wetter by the second just watching his reactions to you.

You can feel it in your stomach, the orgasm starting to approach as you claw into his chest, getting a loud hiss from Matt. His hands are still adorning your hips, gripping as hard as you think he can. All that is audible now in Matt’s apartment is the traffic outside, and your skin hitting each other’s hips, along with the gasps and moans leaving both of your bodies.

Matt looks as pretty as ever, bathing in the light of the red billboard outside, eyes still closed and almost dreaming of this moment as if he doesn’t feel it’s real.

“I’m-hngh-please cum on me, sweetheart.” He asks, strong arms now helping you rock up and down on his length, your fingers moving to toy with your clit after sensing how close he is.

“Matt, i’m-i’m cumming.” You breathe, letting your head collapse into his chest nails still digging into his soft flesh as his hands move your hips for you.

Your orgasm hits you like a train, white dots within your vision and ringing in your ears. Matt always managed to push you this far off the cliff every single time.

You feel Matt explode, the growl that releases deep from within his chest shocks you slightly, so different from the way he’s been during this whole interaction.

“Good boy.” you smile, kissing his face gently as his hands move to rub your back, calming you.

“Shut up.” he laughs, cheeks flushing slightly pink.

-

@silas-aeiou @parkermurdock @lambmurdock

[toomuchracket]

hey so i have absolutely no idea what this is or where it came from or which au it works for (maybe bday party or barista? idk), but here - a sultry little newly-dating matty drabble for you all:

"oh, thank you," you smile as matty hands you a glass of wine, and giggle as he leans down to press an easy kiss onto your glossy, mango-flavoured lips. his taste, as always, like spearmint gum and a hint of cigarettes; you think the combination is quickly becoming your favourite flavour. of course, the smoky sandalwood of the candle he's currently lighting is definitely up there too. "are you wasting a stupidly expensive candle on me, matthew?"

"beautiful girls deserve beautiful things, darling."

he flicks a cheeky grin back to you, and you curl further into the sofa, hiding your face behind your wine. you've never been good with compliments, and matty has an awful habit of dropping them into conversation as easy as breathing and totally overwhelming you - when you speak, your voice comes out as a murmur. "less of that nonsense, please."

"s'not nonsense, it's fact. but i really, really want you to stay here as long as possible tonight, so i'll try and keep the facts about you to a minimum."

"thank you."

"for you, anything. speaking of," he gestures to the shelves upon shelves of LPs on the wall opposite you. "wanna pick a record for us to put on, sweetheart?"

a sip of wine, a shake of the head. "you pick, please."

"alright," matty stands, scanning the collection for a second, reaching up to slide a couple of records out and deliberating. his shirt comes untucked at the back, and you have to force yourself not to fixate on the dimples at the base of his spine instead of listening to him. "so, tell me. what's new with you this week?"

you shrug. "nothing much, really. finished that work thing i was telling you about..."

"the new project?"

"yeah, just waiting for feedback on it. aside from that, it's been really quiet," you take another sip of wine as you watch matty carefully move the needle, and a memory pops into your head alongside the slow soul melody filling the room; you blurt it out before the nerves get the better of you. he'll like this. "oh, and i realised i can't make myself cum anymore."

as expected, it gets to matty - he coughs, turning and blinking up at you in bewilderment. the words seem to sink in after a second, and his pretty face shifts into a half-smirk. "yeah?" he crosses to the couch in two strides, settling himself at the opposite end from you and manoeuvring your stockinged feet onto his lap; as he has a drink of his wine, a calloused finger from the other hand traces patterns on your ankle, leaving goosebumps in its wake despite the 40-denier barrier between your respective bare skin. "please enlighten me on how you figured that one out, gorgeous."

you roll your eyes. "how'd you think?"

"well, i can tell you what i'd like to think," matty downs the rest of his wine, shuffling closer along the couch towards you; he stops when his thigh meets yours, and the closeness is thrilling. a thumb swipes tenderly over your knee. "but i'd like to hear the truth from you, please."

"alright," a smile etches its way onto your face, as it always does when he looks at you all gooey-eyed like this; it grows when you stretch to lay your glass down and his eyes trail down to your chest, and a matching one appears on his face when your hand softly cards through his hair. "hands, pillow, showerhead, vibrator, in that order, in the span of maybe... two hours? and nothing, not one method, none of it could get me off," you huff out a laugh, loving the way matty's eyes close and a small moan leaves his lips at the thought. "think you've ruined anything and everything else for me, baby."

matty hums happily, gently tugging you so you're straddling his lap and resting his arms on your hips. when he opens his eyes, you shiver excitedly at the way his pupils have dilated with want. "should've phoned me, darling," he practically coos, voice low and all but dripping with sex. "always more than willing to give you what you want, what you need."

"i know," you rest your forehead against matty's, head growing dizzy at the way your breath mingles with his. "but i couldn't have phoned you that night, baby, i really couldn't."

you feel his brow furrow. "why not?"

"because," you smile, practically into his mouth. "it wasn't long after you'd left mine. didn't want you to think i was, y'know, desperate," you laugh, and so does he, soft as silk. "but i couldn't stop thinking about you, matty. i can't stop, ever, actually, not at all."

"feeling's mutual, sweetheart."

"yeah?"

"yeah," he tilts his head, lips finding yours with pinpoint accuracy; you melt into him, sighing softly as his tongue swipes across your skin and into your mouth, simultaneously forceful and delicate and just so uniquely... matty. he breaks away at the last possible second before oxygen becomes an immediate necessity, chuckling as he gulps for air and softly caresses your hips. "fuck, you're so good. jesus," he beams, wild-eyed and messy-haired, and something in your heart cracks. "really wanna make up for the other night, now, darling, if you'll let me."

"please," your voice is wanton, but you're too wired to be embarrassed about that - it's not like you could be, anyway, with matty looking at you so sexily. "how do you want me?"

"christ, so many ways... can i deliberate while i take you to bed?"

you nod, kissing him again with a smile. "can do anything you want."

[junglemax]

friendships bracelets, friendship necklaces- they’re all the same.

[mini drabble]

It’s a miracle that Matthew finds Orange by himself. He sighs with relief and makes it over to where Orange is sitting. “Hey, Orange, pal! How are you?”

Orange tilts his head up towards Matthew. “Sup.”

“I have a question for you, if you don’t mind.”

Orange nods once. “Go on.”

“It’s about your friendship bracelets.”

Orange frowns. “I’m not taking them off.”

“No! No, I’m not asking about that,” Matthew quickly corrects, clearing his throat. “Um. I wanted to do something similar, but maybe not as obvious. For the Elite.”

Orange hums. “Friendship bracelets that aren’t obvious. Okay.”

“See, I don’t really do bracelets, and I need to still look professional, so-“

“Necklaces.”

Matthew stops. “What?”

“Get necklaces. You already wear them. Just…get ones you think fit your guys. They don’t have to look like these,” he lifts his wrist up to show off the bracelets he’s collected from fans and friends.

Matthew gasps. “Necklaces. Why didn’t I think of that? Thank you, Orange. For your insight, is there anything maybe I can help you with?”

Orange thinks for a minute. “Can we get more orange juice in catering?”

Matthew smiles and pats him on the shoulder. “Of course we can. Consider it done.”

“Cool. Thanks.”

“No, thank you!” Matthew turns on his heel and walks away, pulling out his phone to start looking at necklaces to buy.

[edwinspaynes]

Hi! How do you think the TLH characters/couples spend the Christmas holidays? Especially in the future when they have families

Oh this is so cute! I've honestly always thought that the group would all go to the Institute Christmas Party together on Christmas Eve. But then they would spend time with their significant others (and the children they had together when appilcable) on Christmas Day.

So, we'll go with Christmas Day!

James and Cordelia spend the entire evening reading Dickens's Christmas stories together. They take turns reading and do all the voices, and when their three children arrive into the world, they do it with them, too. I also think they exchange romantic gifts with each other and decorate the house for the holidays, have a Christmas tree with their kids (Two girls and one, the youngest, a boy). They make ornaments together and put them onto their tree.

Thomas and Alastair will probably go off on a holiday somewhere. No kids. I think that later in their life they enjoy Portaling to NYC and ice skating together in the Rockefeller Center (they're glamoured, no lines.) But the Rockefeller Center didn't exist until they were in their late 40s, so until then? I think they do lots of fun things. I think they have a gingerbread house and Thomas dabs icing on Alastair's nose so he gets all grumpy about it. I also think they get a tree and Thomas's half always looks so lopsided and Alastair's is so aesthetically pleasing.

Matthew spends the holidays with his partner, probably Sylvain, in a way that is authentic to them as a couple. Imo, no kids. I will get back to you in the fall if you remind me, after A Sea Change!

Ari and Anna go to little Christmas festivals with their 2 daughters. I think that Anna still enjoys groups of people, and this is an exciting way to make merry. I think that Matthew and probably-Sylvain like to join in, but they do not do so every year.

In a nice little AU where Kit lived, Grace and Christopher enjoy baking Christmas goods and giving them to their loved ones. Baking is chemistry, after all, and they want to spread happiness! They also just like to snuggle up and drink cocoa.

BTW. Shameless self-promo, but if you want to know what I think Christmas parties amongst themselves might look like, you can read this (primarily Thomastair, but also featuring Matthew, Herondaisy, Grace, and Arianna):

And its spicy Thomastair carriage-fuck spinoff (NSFW):

Here's an unrelated-to-the-above collection of flash fiction oneshots about various TSC ships and friendships:

And an unrelated Herondaisy-shopping-for-gifts oneshot:

AND another short Thomastair drabble of them skating at the Rockefeller Center as middle aged men:

[delta-pavonis]

Drabble: Red Dress

Dreamling (vampire!Hob/AFAB trans!Dream AU) || Rated E || just under 1k words || complete

Alternate Universe - Magic, vampire!Hob, trans!Dream, AFAB Dream, established relationship, oral sex, cunnilingus, menstrual sex, graphic descriptions of blood, discussion of breeding, discussion of fertility, discussion of a trans man getting pregnant, kissing with menstrual blood on face and lips Read on AO3 or under the cut

NOTES: First, I was trying to figure out a title for this drabble and stumbled across the poem at the start. While I know that the title of the poem is "What Do Women Want?" and that clashes with AFAB trans Dream, I just loved the sentiment in the latter half of the poem so much that I needed to include it. Second, no, stopping one's menstruation via pharmaceutical means does NOT make the flow heavier. I made that up here for plot purposes.

I want that red dress bad. I want it to confirm your worst fears about me, to show you how little I care about you or anything except what I want. When I find it, I’ll pull that garment from its hanger like I’m choosing a body to carry me into this world, through the birth-cries and the love-cries too, and I’ll wear it like bones, like skin, it’ll be the goddamned dress they bury me in. from “What Do Women Want?” by Kim Addonizio

When Hob brings his head up from between Dream’s legs the image is a new definition of obscene. 

His face is smeared with fluids from his cheekbones down, everything from pearly delicate pinks to the deep sensual red of a rich cabernet sauvignon. It crosses the arch of his nose, just below where cartilage meets bone, and reaches almost back to his ears. Bits of his short beard clump together into red-black wet points and crimson drips from from the teeth of his open mouth to color his panting tongue scarlet and rose-pink. 

Hob’s eyes are so much darker than usual, burgundy irises glinting with the shine of a ruby. He smiles and licks his teeth, emphasizing the pointed canines, then also cleans his lips. “Exquisite,” he purrs.

Dream falls back into the pillows with a whimper, “Holy fuck.” He flings an arm over his face, even the meager light from the candles on the table beside the bed too much additional stimulus. “Hob, please.”

A couple gentle licks between Dream’s folds make him tremble before he gets a response. “Yes, dearest?” How such a creature can sound so innocent Dream will never understand.

He realizes that he doesn’t know what he is begging for, he just lets his legs fall a little more open with a plaintive whine.

Hob’s kisses leave a wet trail on the inside of his thighs. “Oh, I know, sweet thing. I know,” he practically coos. “Do you even know what it is like to come without my bite anymore?” He nips at Dream’s skin but not enough to come close to breaking it; Dream sobs in frustration. “It seems that I can get enough blood this way to manage an erection. You have used your magic to hold static your moonphase for so long that you are bleeding profusely. You have prepared your body for me perfectly, my sweet sorcerer. I will have no problem drilling your cunt into screaming submission.”

Dream moans at the thought. “Then why now? Why wait until now to ask me to stop taking my potions?” he gasps. It has been almost a year since Dream found the emaciated vampire chained up amongst the other ‘oddities’ in Burgess’ collection, freed him along with the others who he was actually there for. Matthew had declared him insane for even going near the vampire, Lucienne had decried his willingness to risk the safety of the Dreaming for a vampire could learn much by taking one’s lifeblood. 

But Dream had been captivated even then. The vampire’s dull, almost lifeless gaze, had called to him. Desire had written him off as enthralled. Perhaps he was.

Hob doesn’t answer immediately, sucks and licks until he has taken at least another three mouthfuls and Dream’s eyes have started to fill with tears in his frustration with the lack of consistent attention to his clit. “I was waiting for a special occasion.” He hums, kissing below Dream’s navel. “It has been a long recovery from my imprisonment. I had been damaged more than I was willing to tell even you, dear one.” 

That gets the sorcerer’s attention and he is up on his elbows so that he can look at Hob properly. “Hob?”

Hob doesn’t meet his eyes at first, too busy nuzzling into the lowest part of Dream’s abdomen, kissing it reverently, smearing bloody fluids there and then licking them up. When he looks up to Dream his eyes are dark pits of vicious hunger, fully black from one end to the other. “I am healed completely. Now. I can fill you,” he bites, harder but still not hard enough to break skin, “with my seed.”

“What?” Dream gasps, breathless. He cannot possibly mean…

“I would breed you,” Dream interrupts Hob with a high-pitched cry, “my sweet sorcerer. If you will it. You could carry our children. Not turned against their will, but born to the night.” He nuzzles Dream’s belly again. “And most likely daywalkers as well, given your magic. How powerful it is. How it reaches out for me.” 

Dream never thought… never in his wildest fantasies that it could… that he… “Fuck.”

Hob crawls up his lover’s body and looks down at him, expression fond. “Only if you wish it. But you would be resplendent,” he presses their stomachs together, “rounded with child.” He slides down and nuzzles the pectoral muscles modified with magic long ago. “And never would you need feel lacking for not coming into milk, for our children would take to blood without hesitation. Either yours… or mine.”

Oh God. An image of Hob, infant in his arms – their child in his arms – taking nourishment from his body, sustained by his body as much as Dream’s. It is surreal. It is fantastical. It is everything.

Dream pulls Hob up by his hair and kisses him, uncaring that he is tasting his own menstrual blood. A squeak of surprise catches in Hob’s throat, but it is only a moment before he groans and curls around Dream’s tongue with his own. 

“I don’t know,” Dream pants into Hob’s mouth, both their lips darkened with blood now, “if I am even still fertile.”

Hob smiles, which is most certainly not the reaction Dream expected. “Well, it will certainly be fun to find out.”

[wonjnz]

felt like home

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₊˚⊹ a/n: can’t sleep so here’s a matthew drabble i thought of while listening to a random 2013 playlist 🫶 i will now attempt to sleep again

not fully proofread yet!

there’s always something about coming home earlier than usual that makes matthew all happy and warm.

maybe it’s the silence that engulfs him first when he first unlocks your apartment door, just in time when the sky is transitioning from golden to blue hour and it makes this wonderful shade of purple and pink that makes your shared apartment even more endearing.

or even it may be the fact he can finally cook dinner for tonight, he’s been eyeing on this one recipe he saw online for a few days. and matthew feels a sense of productivity when he sets foot in your kitchen that’s filled with random ingredients and knickknacks you both collected — a bunch of magnets you both gifted each other back in college that’s starting to rust, or even the little fake bonsai you both thought was cute during a date.

and if there’s one phrase that makes matthew’s day light up the most, it’s probably whenever you say “i’m home,” after a long day.

matthew doesn’t hear your keys tapping on the front door as you try to unlock, nor the small thud your bag makes when you put it down on the floor. at least, that’s what he says. but you’re sure he’s always waiting for your little announcement to finally come bouncing towards you.

by the moment you say home, he’s already in front of you, arms wide open for you to tackle into. feeling his warmth and the scent of the food he’s making for dinner that stuck to his shirt and now wrinkled apron. as cheesy as it sounds, you finally feel you’ve made it through the day when you’re finally in his embrace. he’s your home.

(and thank god he already finished cooking, your apartment would’ve probably burned down from how long matthew kept you in his embrace.)

when you slowly look around your apartment while in his embrace, you notice his things plopped on the couch, the hoodie he wore to work now wrinkled and loosely hung on a hanger, and his sneakers messily untied right beside you by the front door.

“welcome home, love.”

and that’s when you sink into his embrace once more, making yourself at home.

[purplebass]

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THE SHADOWHUNTER CHRONICLES

Gabrily 🗡️

1. Tonight is Gonna Be the Loneliest (CoT Missing Scene)

2 . Someday, Somehow (feat Wessa)

3. Lights Out (R-rated version on A03 + Follow Up fic Lights On only on A03 for rating reasons)

Ghostwriter 👻✍🏻

1. The Most Beautiful Flower (Wedding Night E/M Rating)

2. Three Years and Counting (Ghostwriter Fest 2023)

3. Hold it Together (CoT Rewrite - Post Ch.26)

4. For the Ghost that I Used to be

5. Farewell, Farewell! One Kiss and I'll Descend

6. True Love Stories Never Have Endings (feat Blackstairs)

7. When Life Gives You Onions

8. Late Night, Early Morning

9. Center of Attention

Gracetopher 🔬⚗️

1. The Sound of Silence (CoT Post Ch. 26 Rewrite)

2. Happiness Was Itself A Chemical Reaction

Jordelia ♟️

1. The Tickle

Lucelia ✒️⚔️

1. For the Sake of Research (feat Jordelia/Ghostwriter)

Thomastair 🗼🧭

1. Deal With It

2. You Know Me Well, My Love

3. The New Guy With A Gentle Smile (Pre Canon)

4. Beginner's Luck and All of That (R-rated)

5. To Grow as Strong as that Cherry Three

6. Brave the Storm

Wessa 📖

1. A Different Kind of Music (R-rated)

2. To Beard or Not to Beard

3. Make you Feel my Love

Platonic pairings (friendships, siblings, parents, etc.) 🌷

1. The Element of Surprise (Matthew + Alastair and Thomas)

2. (Pre- TID Will, Jem, etc.) We Hunt Demons, Not Monkeys

3. (Matthew and Alastair friendship) Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures

4. (Pre-TLH Jesse and Grace) But If you Sing

5. (Jesse and Grace CoT Missing Scene) What Went Down

6. (Will and Jesse) Hope Never Fades

7. (Tessa and Lucie) A Gift or a Curse

8. (CoT Rewrite - Grace kills Tatiana) Five

SHADES OF MAGIC - THREADS OF POWER

Kelila 🗡️🩸 Spotify Playlist (Songs that make me think about them)

1. Fit Like a Glove (Kellila bday date)

2. A Fantasy (E-rating)

3. A Promise of a Brighter Future (Missing Scene, Threads Spoilers)

4. The Scent of the Night

5. Kiss it Better (E-rating)

[dhr-ao3]

should you choose to accept it

should you choose to accept it https://ift.tt/qvtA9y1 by middlemarch A series of drabbles inspired by by Tumblr Smutsgiving 2024, spanning several fandoms. Words: 797, Chapters: 8/8, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Anne of Green Gables - L. M. Montgomery, The Last of Us (TV), Dune (Movies - Villeneuve), The Bear (TV 2022), Rivals (TV 2024), Mercy Street (TV), Frozen (Disney Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, James Matthew "Jem" Blythe, Mary Vance, Joel (The Last of Us), Leto Atreides I, Jessica (Dune), Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto, Claire Dunlap, Rupert Campbell-Black, Taggie O'Hara, Lisette Beaufort, Henry Hopkins, Emma Green (Mercy Street), Anna (Disney), Kristoff (Disney), Original Female Character(s) of Color Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, James Matthew "Jem" Blythe/Mary Vance, Joel (The Last of Us)/Original Female Character(s), Leto Atreides I/Jessica, Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto/Claire Dunlap, Rupert Campbell-Black/Taggie O'Hara, Lisette Beaufort/Henry Hopkins, Anna/Kristoff (Disney) Additional Tags: Drabble Collection, Romance, Fluff and Smut, Angst, Humor, Conversations, Endearments, Cunnilingus, Bathtub Sex, Poetry, Smutsgiving 2024 via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/pUHtqCx November 30, 2024 at 01:28AM

[heronchildlove]

Day 11 – A kiss to the neck

“I think,” James said breathlessly, “you may have spent too much time around vampires at the Ruelle.”

Matthew made an inquisitive humming sound, not bothering to pause his most important task.

“You seem to have an obsession with my neck.”

That made Matthew chuckle, and he pulled back to inspect his work on James’ skin. The red hickey mark was blooming beautifully.

“Your skin is so pale it looks like paint on a canvas. It’s beautiful.”

“Like I said: vampire.”

Matthew smiled mischievously and kissed over his mark as James pulled him closer, then set out to start another one.

Find all drabbles here!

[fireandiceland]

14 for RusCan!

A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

Ohh it's au time with this one it just fits too good, I hope that's alright <3

Edit: Ilich I live in shame I just found this in my drafts, I hope you enjoy this little drabble nonetheless!

🌻 ~ ❄ ~ 🌻 ~ ❄ ~ 🌻 ~ ❄

Matthew was a little overwhelmed but not really surprised when Ivan's lip crashed into his. He missed him just the same whenever they were apart - which was usually a week or two at a time, depending on how often Ivan could make it to the prison's visiting hours.

The air had been knocked out of his lungs for a moment but now he took it all in at once. Ivan's cool, clean, yet inviting scent mixed with the warm, homey feeling of his lips. Without thinking about them (or rather Matthew) being under observation, Matthew pulled Ivan closer with both hands slipping around his waist to meet at his lower back.

Bribing the guards into dropping the handcuffs when his love visits had been the first of many little advantages he enjoys now.

Ivan instinctively nuzzled closer until their bodies and faces pressed flush against each other. A tear escaping him left a wet trail on his cheek and a sob forced him to break the kiss for a moment, but without pulling away. "I will miss you. I always miss you," he breathed against Matthews's lips.

"I miss you too, sunflower." Matthew's voice was calm and collected. "Soon, okay?" His words so sure that Ivan couldn't do anything but believe them.

Their lips found each other again, this time in a smile, even though only a slight one. They fit together like they had countless times before, noses brushing and breaths synchronising, yet every time they kissed Ivan felt the same rush of excitement than the first time.

He mewled into the kiss and clung to Matthew's orange prison uniform as if fighting for his life. Ever since Matthew had started serving his time in prison and all the time they could spend together was in a small room that was under surveillance it never felt like they were close enough for it to be satisfying. A feeling that even the taste of Matthew's tongue on Ivan's couldn't quench.

[love-bokumono-fics]

Fresh Crops! December 18 - December 31, 2023

That last of 2023's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

Her Voice Within - by syavwits; Complete, 7/7, 15k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Back To Nature Relationship: Claire the Farmer/Gray; Characters: Claire the Farmer, Pete the Farmer, Gray, Rick, Kai, Cliff, Doctor | Trent, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Karen, Popuri, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Elli | Elly, Manna, Duke, Doug | Dudley, Old Ellen, May | Mei, Stu | Yu, Zack, Won | Huang, Anna, Basil the Writer, Saibara, Harris, Gotz | Gotts, Kano, Louis the Entomologist | Chuu, Greg, Barley | Mugi, Aja | Adge Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Romantic Soulmates, Soul-Searching, Mystery, Mute Protagonist, Found Family Summary: It's not that Claire can't talk, she sometimes speaks yes, but only when she really put all her energies to do it. Then there's Gray, the stoic guy with the famous resting b*tch face, he doesn't want anything to do with anyone, everyone, even the new girl although she's… cute. While Pete tries to save his farm, he also confides in Claire and asks her help to search for his unknown childhood friend, his first love, who apparently is one of the girls in Mineral town?!? Will Claire manage to find Pete's long-lost Best friend? Will Claire find what she truly desires in her second chance at life?

Cooking Lessons Part II - by blushroomx; Complete, 1/1, 3.5k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandom: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Flora / Vesta; Characters: Flora, Vesta Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst Summary: The sequel to "Cooking Lessons", Flora's POV.

Restraint - by MidnightArrow; Complete, 1/1, 4k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life, DS Cute Relationship: Celia| Cecilia / Marlin | Matthew / Pony; Characters: Marlin | Matthew, Celia | Cecilia Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Tragic Romance Summary: Cecilia studied the area where his fingers met her wrist. The farmer's face flashed through her mind. She thought of the long afternoons they spent analyzing Matthew's stray touches and unexpected smiles, the farmer gushing over his every move. She thought of Matthew beaming at the end of the aisle on his wedding day. She thought that she couldn't love Matthew if he went any further.

We're Friends - by dicelady20; Complete, 1/1, <1k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town, Kill la Kill Characters: Matoi Ryuuko, Gray Additional Tags: POV Third Person, Double Drabble, One Shot, Friendship, Gray, ryuuko Summary: This drabble is an aftermath of an incident, where Gray (Harvest Moon) saves Ryuko (Kill la Kill). Now she returns the favor and drags him to a closed mini-mart.

Rainbow Curry - by Anonymous; Complete, 1/1, 2k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Multi Fandoms: Grand Bazaar Characters: Hansel, Gretel, Daisy, Ivan, Freya Summary: Oliver sold Anita's peculiar grass collection, and now she's upset because she needed them for the rainbow curry she always prepares during the holidays. Oliver ventures into the city with Daisy and Ivan to find new ones for her.

Sex for Christmas - by Daryls_Favourite; Complete, 1/1, 1.5k

Rating: Mature; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Daryl /reader; Characters: Daryl, Reader Additional Tags: Sex, Fucking, Oral Sex, its just a mature one shot x reader, Unprotected Sex Summary: It’s Christmas time in the valley, and this more demanding reader-chan is gonna get what she wants

Out of Reach - by MidnightArrow; WIP, 5/11, 2.6k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandoms: Sunshine Islands, Island of Happiness Relationships: Chelsea/Vaughn | Waltz, Sabrina | Sefiina/Vaughn | Valts, Chelsea/Mark, Mark/Sabrina | Sefiina; Characters: Vaughn | Waltz, Chelsea, Mark, Sabrina Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Romance, Friends to Lovers Summary: "What's it like to be in love?" Chelsea and Vaughn share a bittersweet moment in the meadow that slowly unravels their friendship. Will something new take its place?

Live a little, love a lot - by IslandsOfAvalon; Complete, 1/1, 7.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, Gen Fandoms: Trio of Towns Relationship: Female Farmer/Wayne; Characters: Wayne, Female Farmer, Original Female Character(s), Ludus, Ethan, Yuzuki, Lisette, Siluka, Stephanie Additional Tags: Stephanie doesn't speak but I mention her enough that she counts, and a good few others who're mentioned but don't speak!, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Rodeo, That's right folks this is a Rodeo AU, I call it "the Trio Rodeo", Fluff, Country & Western, Rodeo Competitions, Cowboys & Cowgirls, Alternate Universe - Western, Horses, Horse Racing, I spent so long doing research for this please let it pay off, I sneaked in a little bit of Lisette x Ludus because I'm soft, Dancing, Love at First Sight, because he is and I will repeat a dork, Not Beta Read, no beta we die like my crops the second the season changes, I spent way too many hours listening to country music while writing this Summary: There used to be magic in their world, once upon a time, and it’s widely accepted that magic is still very much present even if humans no longer have the ability to use it. Wayne blames magic on the way Hinata falls off his horse, boldly wrestles a steer to the ground as fast as he can manage while the animal struggles valiantly against his hold, and somehow makes it away completely unscathed.

Twice Shy - by JillOfAllTrades__x; WIP, 1/2, 6.7k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationships: Molly/Matthew, Mark/Cecilia mentioned; Characters: Muffy | Molly, Marlin | Matthew Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, Hurt/Comfort, Heartbreak, Drunken Confessions, Christmas Party Summary: Last Winter Forgotten Valley bore witness to Mark and Cecilia’s nuptials, leaving two residents reeling from the ceremony. A year later, Rock’s impulsive Secret Santa holiday party gifts them the potential for closure.

Home For The Holidays - by TheBeckster; Complete, 1/1, 2k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Gen Fandom: Grand Bazaar Character: Lloyd Additional Tags: Ranch Story Secret Santa 2023, cozy vibes, coming home, home is where people love you Summary: After a long time away from Zephyr Town, Lloyd returns just before Starry Night.

deja vu - by FountainOfDreams, pinkfrogsndaylilies; WIP, 2/?, 3.4k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Animal Parade, Tree of Tranquility Relationships: Angela the Farmer & Kevin the Farmer, Candace/Kevin the Farmer, Angela the Farmer/Chase, Everyone & Everyone; Characters: Angela the Farmer, Kevin the Farmer, Hamilton, Gill, Chase, Candace, Wizard Gale, Witch Vivi, Harvest Goddess Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Cross-Posted on Wattpad, Sibling Bonding, Past Lives, Alternate Universe, Crossover, kind of, Evil Plans, replaying the games and felt motivated to repost this, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Hard, Slow To Update, Older Sister Angela the Farmer, Brother-Sister Relationships, Chatty Cain, being revamped as we speak Summary: Siblings Angela and Kevin move to Castanet, a faraway island in the middle of nowhere, to start their new lives on a farm. Their days passed peacefully, everything the same as the last; wake up, water the plants, care for the animals, give Chase his marmalade, visit the town, repeat. It was all very...familiar. One day, a strange small fairy showed up in their kitchen in the middle of the night looking anxious, and scared? Something wasn't right about this town, and Angela and Kevin now feel obliged to get to the bottom of it.

The Princess and the Carpenter - by SymphonicFantasia; Complete, 50/50, 7.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Magical Melody, Save the Homeland, Hero of Leaf Valley Relationship: Dia/Kurt | Hayato; Characters: Dia, Kurt Summary: They weren't so different from one another although others may not think so. Just because she was a "princess" didn't mean that the carpenter didn't belong with her. It just took a bit of chiseling to see who they really were deep down. And even then, they would only show those halves to one another.

[liminalmemories21]

10 first lines

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to and see if there are any patterns! (I also excluded the drabble collections and the kiss prompt snippets)

tagged by @rmd-writes. Thanks!

We were in screaming color

His mother calls as he’s sitting in the parking lot of the shelter, trying to work up the nerve to go in - to talk to Michelle, to talk to Iris, to apologize for all the ways he’s been a terrible friend, a terrible husband.

The knave of Hearts . . . he said he’d steal no more

"Do you know where Tyler was the night of the 10th?"

The knave of Hearts, he stole the tarts

The first time he meets TK he’s just a guy in a bar with a great smile and an even better ass. 

The hearts knows a hundred thousand ways to speak

Nancy marches into the kitchen at the station and points a finger at him.

sex is an emotion in motion

Admittedly running into Grace at brunch had not been part of the plan when they'd left the loft, but there's not much Carlos can do about it now, so he's just going to roll with it.

You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens

He's 14, nearly 15, and Matthew is his first real boyfriend.

A Conversation in Eight Acts (+ an encore)

"Tell me something I don't know about you," TK says drowsily.

Looking at it now, it all seems so simple

Enzo emerges into the arrivals hall looking frazzled by the logistics of traveling with a one-year old.

Two paper airplanes flying

There are days when he can’t remember how they got from there to here.

Now is where love breathes

He wakes up and regrets it instantly.

What have I learned from this?  I think that I like to start a story in the middle of something happening and then build the context from there.  Also, usually short sentences (although there a couple of run-ons in this list that would make my elementary school English teachers cringe).  Also, I write in series.  All but two of these stories are part of a series.

tagging, hmmm, @freneticfloetry, @bonheurcafe-blog, @wandering-night19, and @actual-sleeping-beauty

[ao3feed-corintheus]

First and Second Corinthians (or Corinthian Bros AU)

First and Second Corinthians (or Corinthian Bros AU) by Ibrithir A collection of my "Corinthian Bros AU" art and drabbles from Tumblr. And AU were instead of Dream fulling unmaking the Corinthian he instead brings him back to train his replacement, a Second Corinthian in the form of a 19 year old young man, and the growth of their relationship from unwilling colleagues into something like family (Not really a full story here so much as vibes and small moments but thought I'd share it here as well--it's tangentially related to my Endless Heirs series, as it could be an AU of that AU but you don't need to have read that at all to get this. Just know it's a "Dream is training Daniel as his Replacement" type deal) Words: 926, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Sandman (Comics), The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: The Corinthian (Sandman), The Second Corinthian, Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Daniel Hall, Matthew the Raven Relationships: The Corinthian & The Second Corinthian, The Corinthian & Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, The Second Corinthian/Daniel Hall, Daniel Hall & Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, The Corinthian/Dream of the Endless, Though its not a main part Additional Tags: Sibling Bonding, Siblings, Identity Issues, Angst, Fluff and Humor, Fluff

[edwinspaynes]

What is ur personal favourite, hands down recommended reading order? The way you like most, the way that's the most optimal way of reading it? According to you of course (and maybe including extra chapters) ? :))

Key:

Cassie Clare Canon -> If a short story is listed by name, it means I recommend you read it there rather than where I list the rest of the story collection. Or, you know, you could reread the story and have fun ;)

My fanfic

NOT PUBLISHED YET. Indicates a WIP that I am actively working on. I did not list WIPs that I am not actively working on.

My fanfic, but NSFW

@vwritesaus fanfic because I accept all her works as canon and also we share almost every headcanon so they fit in with all the other stuff on this list.

W/T -> Wessa

M -> Matthew

EIR -> Expert in Romantics Series

T/A -> Thomastair

TWLTB -> Together We'll Learn to Breathe Series

J/C -> Herondaisy

Note: I have only included fanfics that are fully canon compliant. I have others as does V, and you should read those too :P But these are just canon and bonus chapters.

TID

When Our Eyes Meet, Darling, I Fancy You

Have I Known You Twenty Seconds or Twenty Years? W/T

Leaves, Cider Donuts, and William Herondale W/T

Happy Birthday, My Tess W/T

Tale as Old as Time W/T

The Howling Wind W/T

My Hips and Thighs and Whispered Sighs (Oh Lord) W/T

The Whitechapel Fiend

A Tale of a Great Behemoth W/T

Nothing But Shadows

Cast Long Shadows

Come Feel This Magic I've Been Feeling Since I Met You T/A

Every Exquisite Thing

A Combination of Shock and Awe M

The Midnight Heir

The Penultimate Hours

Chain of Gold

Empty Bottles, Heavy Hearts, the Memories of Broken Dreams T & Lily

The Letter Game

Part-Time Soulmate, Full-Time Problem T/A

Chain of Iron

Chain of Thorns

Daisy, My Daisy... J/C

breathe T/A

Enouement J/C

Chrysalism T/A

Can We Dance Through an Avalanche? T/A

Serindipity Ari/Anna NOT PUBLISHED YET.

Adronitis NOT PUBLISHED YET.

A Therapeutic Chain of Events T/A TWLTB

The Closet Game A & C

The Golden Age of Something Good and Right and Real T/A

Butterflies J/C

Prices & Vices (I End Up in Crisis) M & A

Your Flower's Filled With Vitriol M & A

In the Gutter, Looking at the Stars M & A

The Name We Give Our Mistakes M

Summer Went Away (Still the Yearning Stays) M

Love Thorns All Over This Rose J/C

You Drew Scars Around My Stars T/A TWLTB

Passed Down Like Folk Songs (The Love Lasts So Long) T/A

Taffy Stuck and Tongue Tied A & Grace

It's a Love Story (Baby Just Say Yes) J/C

Soul to the Universe (Wings to the Mind) J/C, T/A, M

I Can See You (Up Against a Wall With Me) J/C

Across our Great Divide There Is a Glorious Sunrise M

Fourty-Eight M

Dreamscapes on the Wall T/A

I'm a Fire and I'll Keep Your Brittle Heart Warm T/A

The Diaries of Sir Thomas Lightwood, Age 14 T/A

what's in a kiss (by any other touch would feel just as sweet) T/A

A Troublesome Tale of Truffles & Trifles T/A

Religion in Your Lips (the Altar Is My Hips) T/A

A Dazzling Haze, A Mysterious Way About You T/A

Seeking Lapsang Souchang J/C

The Crown You Never Take Off T/A

Closets of Backlogged Dreams T/A

dear christopher T/A

Life Is Not Complex (We Are Complex) M EIR Eugenia/OC

The Cheap Severity of Abstract Ethics M & T/A

Walk, Walk, Fashion Baby M & T

Got Me Right Where You Want Me, Baby (Could I Be More Obvious?) T/A

More Than Anything: A Thomas and Alastair Drabble Collection T/A

The Besotted Couple's Guide to Half-Baked Mistakes J/C

Privacy Sign on the Whole World J/C

Until the Stars Burn Out: A James and Cordelia Drabble Collection J/C

Flying in a Dream, Stars By the Pocketful T/A

Twenty Minutes T/A

hygge T/A

Like a Candle You Burnt Out T/A

Christmas on the Balcony W/T

The Surprise T/A & C

i'm only me when i'm with you J/C

Every Tear's a Rain Parade From Hell T/A TWLTB

A Dwindling Mercurial High T/A TWLTB

Bloodsucker, Famefucker T/A TWLTB

Baby You Got Lucky Cause You're Rockin With the Best T/A

Is This the End of All the Endings? (My Broken Bones Are Mending) T/A

Dinner in the Dark T/A

For One Moment, Our Lives Met (Our Souls Touched) M EIR Ragnor/Catarina

Fashion Is Ephemeral (Art Is Eternal) Matthew EIR T/A

A Little Sincerity (A Dangerous Thing) M EIR Risa/OC

The Moon in Her Chariot of Pearl M EIR T/A

Days Future: Paris 1912 T/A

A Ribbon of Dream T/A

Kaleidoscope of Loud Heartbeats Under Coats T/A

Moonlight Sonata and I T/A

Connecting the Tide to the Sand That Was Dry T/A

Love on Ice T/A

portrait of a dissipated parisian T/A

Time, Mystical Time M

TMI 1-4

The Red Scrolls of Magic

TMI 5-6

Tales From the Shadowhunter Academy

The Bane Chronicles

TDA, if you absolutely must, but I usually recommend people don't waste their time.

Ghosts of the Shadow Market

The Lost Book of the White

Sentimental Boy Is My Nom de Plume W/T

This Beautiful Beast M T/A and Kit H

TWP