indie interpretation of Matthew de Clairmont
Oxford Professor
scientist
vampire
ships w/chem
into the #TARDIS
He's prepared to take the best care of her.
Such as potato wedges, but it has to be the frozen ones that you bake in the oven. And a side of mayonnaise.
He's all hers and she's all his. Forever and ever. 😘❤️
He's prepared to take the best care of her.
○○○○○ | 𝗽𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
○○○○○ | 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
○○○○○ | 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁
○○○○○ | 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩
low | ●●●●● | high
Stolen, too
○○○○○ | 𝗽𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
○○○○○ | 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
○○○○○ | 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁
○○○○○ | 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩
low | ●●●●● | high
Stolen, too
He's all hers and she's all his. Forever and ever. 😘❤️
He is all hers.
He's all hers and she's all his. Forever and ever. 😘❤️
😘❤️
😘❤️
😘❤️
Matthew smiled when she mentioned ghosts.
"I'm glad of that Winnifred. Thank you for checking."
That was always a worry in older buildings.
"And only the regular amount of ghosts."
Matthew murmured and peppered her face with soft kisses.
He wanted Winnifred to feel safe. If she needed to check things that was okay.
Matthew smiled when she mentioned ghosts.
"I'm glad of that Winnifred. Thank you for checking."
Matthew murmured and peppered her face with soft kisses.
He wanted Winnifred to feel safe. If she needed to check things that was okay.
For what, who knew. Maybe the memory of the Doctors and Nurses who often haunted her dreams.
"And everything is safe. There are no monsters here."
Just the ones that were always there.
She snuggled into his arms, pulling the comfort around them both.
He'd rub gentle circles into her back to help soothe her.
"You're safe ma petite sorcière. I've got you."
He murmured softly in her ear in between gentle kisses.
Matthew murmured and peppered her face with soft kisses.
He wanted Winnifred to feel safe. If she needed to check things that was okay.
He'd rub gentle circles into her back to help soothe her.
"You're safe ma petite sorcière. I've got you."
He murmured softly in her ear in between gentle kisses.
Waking up too hot and having to check on everything to make sure it really is okay
He'd rub gentle circles into her back to help soothe her.
"You're safe ma petite sorcière. I've got you."
He murmured softly in her ear in between gentle kisses.
Most probably have seen them as a shipped pair writing Lex Luthor & Lucifer.
Earlier this week there was a situation --
Most probably have seen them as a shipped pair writing Lex Luthor & Lucifer.
Earlier this week there was a situation --
Matthew murmured as his fingers greedily sought out her bare flesh under her clothes.
"When I do sleep it is like I am fully dead."
"Do you dream when you sleep?"
Matthew growled lowly in his throat as he moved so that he was lying on top of Winnifred.
Even now, especially now, Matthew craved Winnifred more than ever.
Matthew murmured as his fingers greedily sought out her bare flesh under her clothes.
"When I do sleep it is like I am fully dead."
Matthew growled lowly in his throat as he moved so that he was lying on top of Winnifred.
Even now, especially now, Matthew craved Winnifred more than ever.
"Do you not sleep?"
It was soothing and exciting all at the same time.
"I watched you sleep Winnifred. You're so beautiful when you're asleep."
He murmured and nibbled lightly up and down her neck.
Matthew growled lowly in his throat as he moved so that he was lying on top of Winnifred.
Even now, especially now, Matthew craved Winnifred more than ever.
It was soothing and exciting all at the same time.
"I watched you sleep Winnifred. You're so beautiful when you're asleep."
He murmured and nibbled lightly up and down her neck.
“Did you sleep well?”
His hands came to rest on her still flat stomach.
"Good morning ma petite sorcière."
It was soothing and exciting all at the same time.
"I watched you sleep Winnifred. You're so beautiful when you're asleep."
He murmured and nibbled lightly up and down her neck.
His hands came to rest on her still flat stomach.
"Good morning ma petite sorcière."
Cat like.
And then she’s lying down to watch a sunbeam, letting her hand dancing in the light and make shadows.
His hands came to rest on her still flat stomach.
"Good morning ma petite sorcière."