#st.matthew

[frnndlcs]

Il vangelo secondo Matteo, Pier Paolo Pasolini, 1964

[orgasminfiniteman]

[overheard-on-base]

Evacuation is for cowards my ass is staying come near St.Matthews Church and Orphanage I dare you

@forgotten-wayne

No thanks, we're under strict orders to never invade Gotham again

[harlowtales]

Paparazzi follow Y/N and Jack takes care of business

***18 + mature themes, drama, romance***

“Y/N I ain’t going in that store with you. You’ll be in there for hours. Let’s split up and we’ll meet to grab lunch Ok?” Your husband said trying to be as sweet as possible to have his way to go to the sporting goods store.

“You really need another fitted hat Jack?” You teased. Since he cut his hair in a mullet that’s all he’s been wearing.

“You can never have too many fitteds babe.” Jack said seriously

“Ok, little bug, pups and me will go our way and you go yours.” You said cheerfully and pecked him on the cheek. At least he wouldn’t be tagging along and annoying you. St.Matthews Mall was super quiet this time of day. There was hardly anyone around to bother you and for the most part people in Louisville were used to Jack, but he walked with security anyway. Him and his bodyguard headed to the sports store as his bodyguard wanted some new sneakers.

You were so happy to get out and shop like a normal person. The store was practically empty but suddenly you got a weird feeling as you browsed. You looked around without wanting to look paranoid, and felt a presence but nobody was there. Only the cashier and a few people milling around far away from you and baby Ella. You were checking something out and dropped it. That’s when a man with sunglasses on made an attempt to pick it up first and you caught a flash out the corner of your eye. It was paparazzi creating a distraction to snap a picture of you, the new baby, and new puppy.

“Ughhh! I’m just trying to shop please!” You said obviously irritated but kept your cool and proceeded to move closer to the cashier in the huge department store. You tapped your Apple watch to discreetly call your husband. Getting at you could be a ploy to bait Jack so you had to be subtle. They definitely knew he was in the mall and may have followed him there.

Jack wasn’t picking up and you could feel yourself get sweaty. You picked up the puppy preparing for anything happening. Ella was all wrapped up taking a nap so they couldn’t see her face. You were trying to get the cashier’s attention in the distance who was serving other customers. They followed you and one stepped in front of you.

“Mrs. Harlow how was fashion week?!” They asked loudly and excitedly snapping pics as you confusedly tried to protect baby Ella and held a firm grip on the puppy.

“I didn’t go to fashion week can you please leave me alone?” You said getting heated which is what they wanted. They saw your face getting red and knew they were wearing you down. You never had to deal with paparazzi directly. Jack was always with you and had a way of seeing a camera or phone a mile away and staring them down. With a new baby the only place you tended to go was around Jack’s family and friends. His circle was pretty tight knit and in that scary moment you realized just how sheltered you had become.

“For fuck sakes Jack pick up!!” You panicked inside your mind. You tried dialling him again finally he answered.

“So how much did you spend?” He teased as soon as he answered. You loved when you could hear him smiling through the phone.

“Jack.” You whispered “Paps are here and they are…hey! Don’t touch my baby!!” You shooed away one of them who made a move to move baby Ella’s blanket to the side to see her face. He snapped a picture of you looking angry on purpose.

“Y/N!! I’m coming!” Jack said and raced across the mall with his security. The cashier heard the commotion and pressed the button under her cash register to signal help from mall security.

“Just give us a picture and we’ll leave ok? Give us a pretty smile with baby Ella.” One of the camera men said.

“I don’t want to! Leave us alone!” You said trying to get around them blocking you. The puppy was doing its best to be intimidating as it started barking uncontrollably. They didn’t see Jack enter the store right behind them.

Everyone that was shopping left as they were afraid of the scene, and the cashier just stood there. Nobody helped you and mall security was slow in coming. If not for Jack and his bodyguard you don’t know what would’ve happened to you and little Ella.

“You touched my daughter??!! You fucking crazy?” Jack raged and lunged at one of the photographers. His bodyguard went to hold him back but it was too late. Jack already had the guy on the ground, elbowed him in the ribs, and took his camera.

“I’m going to sue you Harlow!” The photographer yelled. Jack tossed the camera to his bodyguard who was 6”7 and over 300lbs.

“Fucking sue me bitch!” Jack said easily keeping him pinned down as he was much bigger. During the scuffle on the ground the bodyguard had successfully detained the other photographer and took his phone. He had snapped pictures of Jack rolling on the ground with his partner in crime and got pictures of you and baby Ella.

“You got pics of my kid in your fucking phone?” Jack said angrily turning to the other photographer as the bodyguard was waving the phone well above the photographer’s head who was much shorter and smaller than him. The photographer nervously nodded yes.

Mall security finally showed up. “Call the police now.” Jack ordered as he finally got off the paparazzi he had on the ground. They grabbed hold of the guy and called the police immediately. “You boys always take this long to respond to a mother and her baby?” Jack furiously questioned them.

“Sorry Mr. Jack um sir, we didn’t know it was this serious.” One of them said shakily

You were frozen hanging on so tight to the handle of Ella’s stroller your fingers were numb. You buried your face in the puppy’s soft curly fur as you hung onto its little body for dear life. It had stopped barking and wagged its tail happily as Jack snapped out of his blackout rage and came towards you. He was a sweaty mess and out of breath wrapping his arms around you and took hold of Ella’s stroller.

“Baby…are you ok?” He asked swallowing you in a huge hug. He kissed the top of your head, and touched noses with the puppy.

“I…I feel sick.” You said in a bit of a daze. You weren’t even completely sure you were speaking.

“I will never forgive myself.” Jack said holding you close with one hand firmly on the stroller. Baby Ella started fussing. All that was happening that she could hear but not really see had her holding her little breath in fear. Finally she let out a loud little scream and started bawling. Jack rushed to pick her up. He had you, Ella, and the puppy in a warm huddle.

The police got the paparazzi’s camera and phone. After a quick statement from you and Jack they handcuffed them and put them in the back of a squad car. 2 other cop cars had showed up securing the outside with their guns drawn.

Jack’s security quickly ushered you all into your SUV. Once you secured Ella in her seat, you sank down into your seat and crumbled into a pile of tears which annoyed you because you were supposed to be stronger than this. Your husband was famous and you thought you knew how to handle it and protect your daughter. “I didn’t protect her…he touched her blanket. He got so close.” You said in between sobbing.

“Babe please nothing is your fault. It’s all mine.” Jack was sitting beside you holding your hand. “I never should’ve left you alone.” He rubbed your back as he looked over at Ella who was smiling at the security guard who was holding the puppy. He was playing peek a boo with Ella to calm her down. “I would do anything to protect you both.” Jack said warmly and you rested your weary head on his shoulder.

Jack’s phone started buzzing like crazy in his pocket. It was Neelam, then Urban, then Clay, all his friends, then his parents. When Jack was on the ground, the other photographer managed to quickly post some footage and it was all over Instagram.

“Bro!! You need me to break someone’s neck?” Said Urban

“Honey! Is Ella and Y/N ok?” Jack’s mom asked

“Son, is my granddaughter ok?” Jack’s dad said

“I have your lawyer on the line Jack.” Neelam said

“GUYS!! Stop!” Jack yelled to his group of guys who did a group call. “Leave us alone for a bit please. We know you’re all concerned but Y/N and Ella are shaken up and they need me to focus on them right now.” He gave a similar explanation to each caller.

“What about you blue eyes?” You asked your husband when he was finally able to get off the phone. “Are you ok babe?”

“Are you kidding me right now?” Jack said looking at you in wonder. “Me? I’m fine. I want to smash those assholes heads in but don’t pay me any mind. I let you down. I let Ella down. They almost touched my baby.” Jack’s voice was shaking. When you pulled into the underground garage to your home, his other manager Chris was waiting with his lawyer.

“Jack. You ok?” Chris asked as he hugged him relieved to see his family was safe.

“Do we have to do this now?” Jack asked wearily crashing from the adrenaline of his anger.

“We do but I won’t take much of your time.” His lawyer explained. You all went upstairs to your suite and Jack’s lawyer had a conversation with both of you to hear exactly what happened. “I will issue a statement to the media right away and don’t talk to anyone about this. I’ll handle it from here.” The lawyer said and saw himself out with Jack’s manager giving baby Ella a kiss on the cheek and you a warm hug before leaving.

Suddenly it seemed so quiet. Ella had a bottle and was exhausted from all the commotion. Jack turned on the news to see if anything had hit yet and sure enough it was the breaking story with his picture plastered on the screen. He turned the TV off and put his phone on silent as calls continued to come in from other friends who didn’t know him and his family were fine. Neelam, Chris, even Drama were busy fielding media requests.

You put Ella to sleep while Jack drew both of you a nice bath lighting candles and playing soft jazz to make it extra relaxing for you.

He got behind you in the steaming tub and massaged your shoulders. You moaned in pain but it felt so good. You were sure you had a hundred missed calls from your family and friends but you tried to just relax with your husband. “Jack if you didn’t come….” You started to thank him.

“Y/N I should’ve been there period.” Jack said sternly “Fucking period. Ok?”

“Maybe we shouldn’t talk about it right now, but I called your doctor to come and check you out so he’s coming by later.” You offered kindly. You could tell Jack was still very upset. You were calmed down now especially being in his arms and the lawyer reassured you Jack would not be in any kind of trouble. “It’s just…you protect us so much I…I never had to deal with that before. Thank you for all that you do for us”. You caressed his arms around you feeling so safe.

“Boy did I ever make the right choice in a woman.” Jack said as he wrapped his legs around you.

“You know you did!” You said sassily

“…and humble too!” He said with a little laugh “I almost went to jail today you know. I wanted to do a lot more to those guys.”

“I know. It was kinda hot. I never seen you so mad.” You said

“Oh yeah? That turned you on??” He giggled “What else turns you on Mrs. Harlow?” He took the sponge and squeezed steamy water down your chest.

“Men with bad tempers and dimples who hate tomatoes and chocolate chip cookies.” You teased as you backed your behind into him.

“Again with the fucking cookies, why you always on that?” He said quizzically as he started to get aroused.

“Because I never met anyone that didn’t like chocolate chip cookies. It’s weird.” You said matter of factly

“You know what’s weird, I’ll tell you what.” Jack said as a deeper southern accent snuck out of him and you loved when that happened “I caught Ella making noises to one of my songs yesterday and sucking on her toes. Can I suck your toes?” He made a motion to go for your toes but is so big water splashed onto the bathroom floor.

“You’re cleaning that up!!” You howled. You pretended you wanted him to stop. Jack was so happy to see you relax and laugh. You were the strongest person he ever met, always holding him down through all the bullshit in his life, and to see how frightened you were earlier made him realize you are human too at the end of the day.

“Why don’t we dry off and take this to the bedroom?” He said in your ear.

“Yeah? You gonna wrestle me like you did that photographer?” You breathed

“You get off on the weirdest shit.” He said rubbing noses with you. “You gonna have me looking for photographers to punch in the face! Let’s go make Ella a sister.”

[ghosting-medium]

・❥・ Way of the Fellowship ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🧭 ꒱

Links:

Cardinals:

✦ North

✦ East

✦ South

✦ West

Intercardinal:

✦ Northeast

✦ Northwest

✦ Southeast

✦ Southwest

Lesser Entities:

✦ Pope - Diishah

✦ Cardinals (Note: Not the Deities, but the Entities that help) Atria & Ryū

✦ Archbishops - Fleur, Iris/Asterid, Damien

✦ Bishops - Hilda, Kalin, Onyx, Ravette

✦ Priests - St. John (not the actual Saint John he’s different), Adriene, Anala, Kempley, St.Matthew (once again not the actual Saint Matthew)

The Way of the Fellowship is a conpantheon, found by @kaisleaves, @moonlight1237, and Kalmi. In my notes a conpantheon is a new and modern term stemming from the words "constructed" and "pantheon". Con- being the prefix meaning that it means together (from the wondrous and amazing, Kalmi).

I find that there are many different beliefs, and theories surrounding conpantheons. Some think it's unknown deities being discovered, deities who were known but never recorded, some are entirely built my the practitioner. It's not like an original character though, it requires a lot of thought, boundaries, patience, and energy.

Always double, nay, triple check information. Do research on some of your findings, maybe the name has come up before in history. Or the name possible has an origin meaning, giving more insight to the entity. Always cleanse, ward, and protect before reaching out to an entity!

Background on the Fellowship:

My two other partners in this, helped tremendously and I want to note that they helped with every step of the way. All credit goes to all three of us, and I'm insanely proud of each of us.

Questions & Answers:

Firstly, we started asking questions about the Cardinals origins. Were they self-constructed, were they always an energy in the Universe that went undocumented? Were they deities in other mythology, religions but weren't documented heavily or even at all? Were they once documented, but their information got mistaken with other deities? Truly who are you, and where did you come from? Were they previously dormant and are now "awake"? So many questions swiped around, and we got answers individually from each entity.

North: "We were always energy in the universe, most nature entities are. However, the lower entities of this pantheon are more created/shaped by you three (Kalmi, Moon, and I). Some of us might have ties to other mythology, and religion, but we are highly undocumented until you three came along. So, you could say we were sleeping, and now are being found. The more accurate description would be that we were energy in the Universe already, but now we are fully formed and documented with loose ties in other religions"

South: "Just as North said, however most sun/fire entities have more documentation that others. Lunar deities might have the same level of documentation in comparison. You might be able to find information on me elsewhere but nothing as detailed or accurate as you all would be doing."

East: "I am the most related to Mother Earth in a sense, more of the earth element. As you described a warmer breeze, warm chocolate chip, very relaxing vibe. My documentation will mainly come from the work you all are doing now."

West: "I was always an energy in this world, no documentation. I would describe myself as an entity that was sleeping and is now being found."

Secondly, how are the lesser entities related to the major deities in this pantheon?

I just want to note the term lesser, and lower entities are a title that they all are comfortable with. It does mean that they aren't on the same playing field as the Cardinal, the actual deities of the Fellowship. The lesser entities are helpers that assist certain deities/energies by spiritual or mundane means. Perhaps to be invoked or evoked by a practitioner/believer when the practitioner is wanting to assist a deity. Together they all make a team. The lesser entities assist in temple cleanings within the spiritual realm, mundane and spiritual teachings, and assisting followers of the deities. They can be interacted with, but worshipping of the lesser entities is either not common, or not accepted.

Can humans be priests/have positions to assist The Way of the Fellowship, or can only the divine do this?

The World, and King of Swords as confirmation. Yes, humans may assist The Way of the Fellowship and have positions, but they may not be listed amongst the divine.

Can humans be spoused to the deities?

Knight of Cups, Justice, and 9 of Cups as confirmation. Yes, if the offer is given and if the offer is accepted mutually and not forced. However, it should be debated heavily before accepting.

Can humans be spoused to the lesser entities?

Knight of Cups, 10 of Swords, and Death. The offer is more rare than if it were a deity, but, once again if the offer is given then it should be considered. Spousing a lesser entity within The Way of the Fellowship does promise trials of transformation and a lot of work. In other words, these trials aren't optional.

Prayer Sign Offs:

Can either say you or me depending on the circumstance

May the path guide your/my way

May the breeze guide you/me

Let the compass guide you [direction either Cardinal, or Sub-Cardinal, or home]; eg.; Let's say you were in East's residence you would either say "Let the compass guide you East" or, "Let the compass guide you home".

Logo/Compass Rose:

Compass Rose by Nick Matej

[emvidal]

"When therefore you shall see the abomination of desolation, which was spoken of by Daniel the prophet, standing in the holy place: he that readeth let him understand." St.Matthew 24:15

[zion-missouri]

👁️PAPPA/WORD/ITALIAN/23:9/ST.MATTHEW📖🕎

[a-leg-without-fear]

i have reached my destination. our lord st.matthew murdock has truly blessed this day. may all your lives be filled with the love and virtue of our lord.

(please help me i was in a bus for 16 hours)

packing for a month-long trip to see your parents is really something else. what do i bring? what DON’T i bring? what do they have? what will i need that i’m not thinking of?

anyway living 10+ hrs away from where you grew up is an interesting experience

[miaofeng]

＋ Saint Matthew, Apostle, Evangelist, Year A, September 21, 2017 ＋

In omnem terram exivit sonus eorum.

image: Portrait of the Evangelist Matthew, W.4.33V, ink and pigments on parchment, 17.5 × 12.2 cm, second half 9th century, The Walters Art Museum.

[hollowedknight]

The Faith of a Foreigner

“When Jesus returned to Capernaum, a Roman officer came and pleaded with him, “Lord, my young servant lies in bed, paralyzed and in terrible pain.” Jesus said, “I will come and heal him.” But the officer said, “Lord, I am not worthy to have you come into my home. Just say the word from where you are, and my servant will be healed. I know this because I am under the authority of my superior officers, and I have authority over my soldiers. I only need to say, ‘Go,’ and they go, or ‘Come,’ and they come. And if I say to my slaves, ‘Do this,’ they do it.” When Jesus heard this, he was amazed. Turning to those who were following him, he said, “I tell you the truth, I haven’t seen faith like this in all Israel! And I tell you this, that many Gentiles will come from all over the world—from east and west—and sit down with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob at the feast in the Kingdom of Heaven. But many Israelites—those for whom the Kingdom was prepared—will be thrown into outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.” Then Jesus said to the Roman officer, “Go back home. Because you believed, it has happened.” And the young servant was healed that same hour.” Matthew 8:5-13 NLT http://bible.com/116/mat.8.5-13.nlt Usually when I read this I focus on the amazing fact that Jesus healed this man's servant from an insane distance, but the more I read this, the more depth I see in it. Firstly, this was a Roman officer that came to Jesus and pleaded with him, a man who would've been seen as an enemy to the Jews, as the Romans were an occupying force in Jesus' time, and one the Jews I'm guessing would've thought that their own God was not fond of. This continues Jesus' mastery of reversals and plot twists, and essentially doing things people wouldn't expect him too or that were mind blowing. If I were the God of the Jewish people, I'm not sure I'd help an occupying military force, but this was different. This man didn't come to Jesus and insist that Jesus help him because he was a Roman officer, but rather he came and pleaded with Jesus, knowing that Jesus was the authority here. Essentially, this Roman officer does not come to assert his authority as the occupying force, but rather comes to Jesus to beg him to assert His authority over his dying slave. This man was aware of Jesus' power and ability, and he was keenly aware of who Jesus was, he even referred to Him as Lord. He pays Jesus more respect than most of the Jews that have met him and even some of his disciples, and he's a foreigner, someone that should've treated Jesus worse than His own people. It is this factor that astonished Jesus and as other scriptures would say caused Him to marvel at this man's great faith, he understands authority, and he pays respect to Jesus' authority. Jesus response to all of this is key, He is not only amazed at this man's faith, but at the fact that He has not seen such great faith even in Israel, but this is the perfect opening for Jesus prophetic utterance. Not only does it show that God and Jesus are open to the worship of people outside of the Jewish race, but that many Gentiles will come to faith in the Lord and sit at a table with Abraham, Isaac, at a feast in the Kingdom of Heaven. This is important for two reasons, our God is open to foreigners and is letting us know that He's going to graft them in, and that He's impressed with their faith, specifically this Gentiles faith, that they're coming from all over the world (East and West) and that they will be at a feast, something that seems important, with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. So there's a feast and Gentiles from all over the world will be saved and sit with the Jewish fathers of the faith at a great feast, something that would probably sound insane to an Orthodox Jew at this point, because they didn't eat with Gentiles and Tax Collectors, in fact, they avoided it because they believed that whoever you ate with you became one with, as you tended to dip your bread in the same bowl as those you ate with, and it was some what of an intimate experience. God is thus telling them that this experience will no longer be explicit to the Jews, and that great men like this Centurion, that understand Jesus' glory and authority will be in the Kingdom of Heaven on that day. The Scary part, however, is that Jesus also tells them, that not only is this mind blowing convention changing thing going to happen, but not all of you're are going to be saved and grafted in simply because you're Jewish. Perhaps this was more profound than Gentiles being a the great Feast in Heaven. Most Jews thought they would be saved simply because Abraham was their father, as the Pharisees so often tell Jesus, but it's not their father that saves them, but their Father, as faith in Him alone and the one that sent Him is what saves, not simply being born a Jew. Interestingly enough things are not much different today, some of us think we will be saved because of our Christian parents or the fact that our families are Catholic or attend church and mass weekly, but that doesn't save. Confessing Christ with your lips and believing in your heart that He died for your sins and rose again on the third day is what saves. Believing that He is your Lord and Savior, and confessing it (Romans 10:9). The Centurion's faith made his servant well, and so to will yours, if you place it in the one and true God Jesus Christ.

[orgasminfiniteman]

[zeejeehadeeed-blog]

This day, we went to the “Home for the Aged” for our reach-out. We were supposed to celebrate the feast day of our saint, St. Matthew last month but due to lack of time and events that happened, we decided to move the date today. It was a fun day. We went to this place, met the elderly people, and got the chance to speak to them. I was so happy to see them, but it also makes me sad because these old people are being abandoned by their relatives. 

We sang songs for them, they also sang songs for us. We gave them snacks, and we finally got the chance to listen to what they share, what happened to their life, and they introduced themselves most especially. We spoke to Grandma, who was left behind by her children and grandchildren and her experiences in life.

So, I think that I am so lucky to have my grandparents around me, even though they already live peacefully in heaven. I said to myself that each of us, including me should take care of our elders as they also take care of us when we were still young kids. Peeps, we are very lucky to have them in our life so we must be grateful to God for giving us one of the best people that made our life.

[rolflovesclassicalmusic]

Concert review, ★★★★, Florian Helgath, Zürcher Sing-Akademie, Orchestra La Scintilla Zürich, Jan Petryka, Milan Siljanov, Hannah Morrison, Anke Vondung, Konstantin Wolff @ KKL Lucerne, 2021-03-28 — Bach: St.Matthew Passion BWV 244 (recording performance for online streaming)

Blog post #571

[freshabogados]

Dating Matt Murdock: Sensations

Hear

Pairing: Matt Murdock x gn!reader

You can read my previous works in this series here

Tags: fluff, smut, boyfriend!matt, domestic!matt, filthy sounds

a/n: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG AJSJSJSJSJJSJS I've been busy with soooo many things happening all at once and my brain is still processing stuff that happened like a month ago 💀 I hope you all are doing well and um enjoy this 😅

Matt's favourite music is the sound of your voice.

He loves listening to you ramble about your day. The way your voice gets pitch-y when you're excited about something or gets low and deep when you're insecure or upset, the change in tone when you try to imitate someone from work are the best sounds he's ever heard.

He loves lying next to you, listening to your steady heartbeat, reminding him that you're here and you're safe. That you're not just a fragment of his imagination.

He hates it when your voice breaks when you're crying or deeply saddened by something. He'll volunteer to be your weighted blanket and listen to your sobs while he tries to calm you down with his soothing voice.

If you're in a disagreement with someone on the phone and you're pissed off he'd wrap you in his warmth, kiss your head, and wipe away your tears. He'd say nothing and just hold you in his arms as you calm down to the sound of his heartbeat.

Matt has his voice trained to be soft and soothing. The overwhelming sounds of the city are constantly ringing in his ears and he can't let that affect his demeanour. He knows when and how to change his tone.

His voice rich in baritone as he threatens the enemy, scaring the soul out of their body. Sexy and silky when he's working you up, eliciting whimpers of your own. Firm and truthful when he's defending his clients in court, captivating everyone in the courtroom. Filled with enthusiasm and joy when you all are getting drunk and playing pool at Josie's.

You've heard how Matt interacts with kids. His voice is a little higher than usual and his words are childlike. He tries to be as soft as possible, he knows what it's like to talk to a child, and more importantly how to talk to them.

His laughs light up your gloomy days. He'd crack a joke that other's might find cringy but they make you clench your stomach as double down with laughter.

His laughs are honest. They echo through his messy apartment and vibrate through your body.

The sounds he makes are heavenly. Every sound.

The low hmms when he's listening to you as you lay on his lap and rant about your day. The painful ahhs when you're patching him up. His breathless puffs after a workout session or running back home to you.

His whimpers as you edge him over and over making him begging for a release. His groans as he slams into you, hearing his cock stretch your walls. The sloppy mess between your legs create a harmony as he slides in and out of you. His blissed out moans as your walls clench around him, or as you put him in your mouth and suck his soul out of his cock.

Matt loves to hear the moans he elicits from you. The desperation behind your moans and the hunger within him gets satisfied. Your whimpers as he overstimulates you, your yelps as he spanks you, your breath becoming shallow and short as you reach your high. Your choked responses as you try to form words when he's thrusting into you. Your panting as you come down from the high, your heartbeat erratic and then slowly dialing down as you listen to his own breath lulling down. These are his gospels.

On nights when he wants to be taken care of he lets you take care of him. His relaxed form sprawled in front you, as you moan taking his length into your mouth, your gags and his pleasured yelps reverberate throughout the space. The sound of your wet mouth sucking and licking his cock fills his ears and recharges his body.

You'd get on your knees for St.Matthew just to hear him bless you with his angelic moans.

His yawn. If he's had a longer night and has to go to work early he'd be yawning throughout the day. Sometimes they're silent, just his mouth opening up and leaving out air. Sometimes they are loud and stretched.

His little huffs of laughter when he's being sarcastic. He loves listening to your disgruntled groans if he's being a menace and teasing you.

Listening to his small snores, that he definitely got from his broken nose, as you lie next to him while he sleeps. Shallow whistling sounds occasionally breaking through his squished nose.

Sometimes you get a jumpscare, unable to hear him sneaking up on you because he is stealth. His soft, cat like steps, are extremely difficult to detect and you've gotten scared multiple times unable to sense him behind you.

Matt adores your laughs and your snorts as you watch something on your phone, those uncontrollable cackles, trying to catch your breath because of a video you found funny or because you read something that was absolutely insane and you laigh mockingly at it.

He looks forward to your voice messages if you've both been caught up at work but still try to spend time with eachother. He can imagine the way your body moves with the changes in the tone of your voice. He has your voice memorised. It has become the sound of his inner monologue.

He can hear the way your hair moves around your face when you're looking down at your laptop and working, or how it swoops backwards when you throw your head back while laughing, or how it bounces in rhythm while you bounce on him. Your subtlest movements go unnoticed by his super sensitive ears.

If you have pets he'd associate their names to a distinct sound they make. He can tell them apart with the sounds of their heartbeats. And if you have cats he'd know who's who with the difference in their purrs.

Matt would get ecstatic listening to your accented pronunciations. He'd enjoy the thickness or softness of your voice as you speak.

He would ask you to speak in your native tongue because he knows how much you enjoy talking in it. He'd also try and learn a few words and terms of endearment just so that he can hear the uptick of your heartbeat when he stuns you with them.

He'd ask you to speak to him in a different language even if he doesn't understand and ask you to sing songs because he knows that these moments will never ever comeback even if he traded the world for another minute with you.

Matt knows how you're feeling not just by listening to your heartbeat but also by how you adress him.

If you call him darling, babe, or any other term of endearment he'd know you're in a good mood.

You call him Matt in public. In front of his friends and colleagues or strangers. It's semi-formal and appropriate for outdoors.

Matty is either when you're calling him dearly in front of close ones or when you're blissed out from all the pleasure he's giving you. You know only a handful of people call him Matty and you feel special to be one among them.

Matthew is either when you are being dead serious or when you're teasing the life out of him. He knows he fucked up big time when he walks in and you ask him "How's your day been, Matthew?". Or if you adress him by his full name, like a mother angry at their kid, he just knows he's in trouble and he cannot ninja-moves his way out of it. But when you're teasing him and getting him worked up and you call him Matthew, he'd combust then and there.

Matt knows how much his "sweetheart" and "darling" affects you. He knows that if he drops his voice an octave low and calls you sweetheart you'd travel into the depths of subspace.

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Matt would wrap himself in the sounds of you and spend the rest of his life in the homliness of it. He knows he's home when he listens to your steady heart.

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St.Matthew’s 10.30 pm

Harry: Millie, come on! It’s just detention!

Amelie: Leave me alone, Harry! 

Harry: You haven’t lost anything, Millie! The debate team is still yours! Millie, please! It’s not a big deal! No one is in real trouble, and detention will only last a few weeks. There’s really nothing to worry about!

Amelie: There’s plenty to worry about! I have never gotten into trouble before! No headmaster has ever informed my parents about me getting into trouble!

Harry: I’m sure they won’t mind if it’s the first time... 

Amelie: No, you don’t get it! I’ve never done anything to disappoint my parents, Harry! And now, thanks to you, they will be for the first time! 

Harry: Oh, I- I didn’t think about it that way... I guess I have to be honest with you... I was hopping we’ll get into trouble so you would lose the team.

Amelie: I knew I shouldn’t trust you!

Harry: That was my plan, but after we got caught I realized I was being an yerk. That’s why I told Miss York it was my fault... I’m sorry, Millie. I guess you are a better fit for the team than I am... 

Amelie: I can imagine lossing the captaincy of the team must be hard, but that doesn’t give you the right to try take it way from me

Harry: I know, and I’m sorry... I hope we can still be friends.

Amelie: I don’t know, Harry... I can stand a little competition, but not when it ends up disappointing my parents, Harry... I’m going to bed... Good night, Harry...

Harry: Night, Millie...