Matthew Crawley |
My name is Matthew Crawley. I am the only son of Isobel Crawley and the heir of Downton Abbey, the third cousin once removed from Lord Grantham. I am happily engaged to Lady Mary. |
Oh, Matthew, you with your beautiful hands and eyes and face…
There’s some wonderful handporn as shown in that second gif. I become quite transfixed by him fiddling with whatever it is (grape stems?).
*incoherent blubbering.* omg. I want to be those gloves.It’s his two extended fingers that gets me.
*cough*
And that he’s looking at Mary… Tbh I will never see that picture in a non-filthy way ever…
Nope. I think the word you’re looking for is “UNF”.
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TELL ME ABOUT HIS TWO FINGERS? AAAAAAAAAAA now I’m going to imagine those two fingers doing THINGS. Even the angle seems interesting. FreudianYou know parted lips is a sign of sexual attraction, right?
His body language is basically screaming that he wants to take her right there on the lawn.
why are you doing this to meeee? *whimpers*
Keep doing it. ahah.
He will take her on their lawn in a few months on a blissful Summer night.
On a soft blanket under the stars with not a shred of clothing on and he will put those fingers to well-practised use.What a loverly UNFersation to wake up to :D
Every now and then I’m bowled over by the fact that we’re into the final stretch of the hiatus and we can still swoon, analyse and meta S2 with as much passion as we did when it aired. I simply can’t imagine what will happen when we have new material. The squee will be heard around the world. May the old gods and the new bless this fandom.
(Source: cornishbluepixie, via downtonismorethanashow)
May the old gods and the new bless this fandom, indeed! (I get insanely happy when sayings from one fandom I love show...
What a loverly UNFersation to wake up to :D Every now and then I’m bowled over by the fact that we’re into the final...
“It was probably just stray cats, Mother.” “Stray cats that wear cufflinks? Classy.”
And the next day, Molesley will swear that he heard something, and they will pretend to be confused until one of...
On a soft blanket under the stars with not a shred of clothing on and he will put those fingers to well-practised use.