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donaweasley · 7 hours
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This was so relatable!! 🙈
Bedtime Story
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Okay, I know that many great authors on here already have written something like this before, but I couldn't help but give it a try myself. It was inspired by a chat I had with the lovely @legendarywizarddetective and by the man himself and his great interview at the Witcher Con last night. Hope you like it, if so please let me know and leave a comment, reblog or like 💜
Pairing: Henry Cavill x female reader, y/n
Summary: Henry reads you an unexpected bedtime story
Words: ~ 1.2 k
Warnings: RPF! Smut, 18 + only, NSFW, Sex, oral sex (mentioned), language
Credits: I know nothing about Henry Cavill, this is pure fiction. Pics for the moodboard are from Pinterest.
If you want to read my other stories...this way -> masterlist
The story I quote is my multi-chapter fic Against All Odds, chapters 14/15.
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It was a habit you really loved, your nightly ritual you performed every night you spent together, whenever you and Henry weren't separated due to his tight schedule. Whenever you shared a bed one of you would read a bedtime story to the other. Today it was Henry's turn and you were looking forward to hearing the next chapter of 'The White Wolf' by Käthe Recheis. You initially had chosen the book to tease him a little, the reference to his role as Geralt of Rivia obvious, but it had turned out to be a fantastic fantasy book about friendship that surmounts all obstacles and oppositions.
So you were lying in your bed, comfortably stretched out under the linen sheets in nothing but your panties with Henry sitting beside you, his naked upper body leaning against the bedhead, the opened book in his lap, expecting to learn more about Thomas, Onari and Eldar.
"Ready, princess?" Henry gave you a loving smile and grabbed your hand.
"Ready, tiger." You winked at him, knowing that he loved and hated the pet name equally. It flattered him to be compared to a smooth predatory big cat and at the same time he always felt a little mocked by you, when you used it.
He let go of your hand and opened the book, holding it in a strange angle, as if he didn't want you to take a look at the pages in front of him. Strange, you thought but after two years with him you were used to the fact that he sometimes acted strange and came up with the nerdiest ideas. If only all the people out there, who were solely drooling over his gorgeous body and his perfect face, knew what a wonderful dorky, creative, caring heart was beating inside this hairy, broad chest, they would love and adore him even a hundred times more. He was the perfect combination of body and brains, the best looking nerd on this fucking planet and you loved him to the moon and back.
"Okay." He cleared his throat and his voice went to reading mode, from normal dark and full to soothing dark, velvety and deep. 
"And there he was, sitting on his kitchen chair, still dressed in his sweater and boxers,..."
You gasped when you heard the words that came out of his mouth, immediately recognizing them. This wasn't from The White Wolf, goddamn. You lifted your head, looking at him with big eyes, your lips parting to say something but Henry just placed a finger on your mouth to shush you with a smirk before he continued.
"...his dick inside Anna's mouth, receiving the blowjob he had dreamed of, even better in reality, however this was possible."
Henry looked at you, raising his eyebrows, his smile sexy and teasing. You felt the heat reddening your cheeks and you buried your face in your pillow, fighting the urge to stop him.  
"Grabbing her by her hair he made Anna let him set the pace, allowing him to mouthfuck her as deep as possible without making her gag. His eyes were closed now, his heart pounding, his breath going fast, his moans echoing loudly through the room."
You felt a tug on your pillow and you raised your head to give your man a sheepish grin. "Don't hide your pretty face, princess. Look at me while I'm reading you this very special...fic." Henry grinned and leaned down to press a quick, tender kiss on your lips. Your embarrassment faded and you took a deep breath before turning to lay on your side, your eyes fixed on his beautiful face. He gave you a nod and continued.
"Yes princess. That's it. That's what you get when you make me horny. That's what I do to you when you're being a bad girl." 
He paused again, shifting position, obviously aroused. His hard-on made a bulge in the bedsheets above his crotch. You couldn't help but sigh at the mouth watering thought of his erect dick twitching in his briefs. "It's getting harder to concentrate by the minute." He let out a soft laugh before he continued. "So where were we? Ah yes…
'That's what I do to you when you're being a bad girl', Henry said, looking down at her, kneeling between his thighs, being helplessly exposed to him with his cock sliding in and out of her mouth between swollen lips, the feeling of power overwhelming. He picked up speed, feeling the tension building in his core, knowing he was about to cum soon."
He stopped reading with a moan, closing the book, flashing you a bright smile. "I guess you know what's coming next."
You rolled your eyes and giggled, still embarrassed and very aroused. "Of course I do. I wrote this story. How the heck did you find it?"
"Well, you know I love lurking around in all those forums and I came across Tumblr too and went down the rabbit hole of fan fiction. And guess what? There was this writer with those really steamy stories just after my taste and her avatar was showing the pic I took of the Llama, you loved so much when we did the Llama hike last year."
You weren't able to say something so you just nodded. "So you want me to be a little dominant? Rough? To fuck you merciless?" He grabbed your wrists with one hand and pinned them above your head and you nodded again, the throbbing heat between your legs threatening to consume you.
"Shit. Ramos gave me away." You laughed out loud, covering your face with your hands, and Henry joined in, moving his body closer to yours, laying down beside you, taking you in his arms. "How come I had no idea you're such a talented writer? Your stories are fantastic." He kissed your temple, his breath hot against your skin. You just shrugged it off, not knowing what to say. Writing fan fiction was your secret hobby, nobody from your real life knew about it. It was your guilty pleasure.
Henry sensed that you were not ready to talk about it so he took over again. "The smut you write is great, princess. Great and a little beyond what we usually do in bed." He started to kiss your neck, sucking gently on the soft flesh, making you moan. "I got the feeling that you wrote down some of your fantasies?" His hands wandered to your breasts, stroking your tits with a firm grip and you started to caress his ass, that wonderful, sexy butt, you could crack nuts with. "Am I right, princess?"
"You know, your every wish is my command, princess." He tugged at the expensive black lace panties he had given you for Valentine's day and ripped them apart with one quick motion, his lips curving up into a sexy, devilish smile. You gulped and licked your lips when you felt his hand at your wet pussy.
"Ready to receive a fucking lot of inspiration for your next steamy fics, princess?" 
"Just give it to me."
And with those whispered words a night full of the greatest sex began and Henry proved to you that he'd read every single word of your many NSFW stories.
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donaweasley · 7 hours
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God, this is so good!! That raven-haired Asgardian god!!
Mine
Fandom: The Avengers/MCU
Relationship: Loki/Reader
Drabble: After teasing Loki, you decided to claim what is yours.
Notes: Blame @sarahscribbles for this. It's her fault.
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In your relationship, most people would assume Loki was the possessive one. Whenever you were together, he was always touching you. Whether it be an arm slung around your shoulders, or a steady hand on your lower back, Loki always made sure his claim on you was clear to anyone who looked in your direction.  
Everyone assumed that you were indulging him as you leaned into his touch and soaked in his touch. When he would trace a finger along the shell of your ear, you would shiver and lean in. Some of your braver friends would tease you for how he had you wrapped around his finger, and for how you would giggle like an innocent maiden. 
The teasing would only get worse when Loki got overzealous and left behind a damning bruise on your neck. You were a grown adult, but with Loki you acted like a hormone ridden child. Your friends speculated on where else Loki had marked you, if he laid his claim to your skin under your clothes.  
Loki was a god after all, and surely gods demanded complete devotion? 
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“Darling, please...” the words escaped his lips like a broken prayer.   
He painted a perfectly sinful image, spread out on your bed like a feast. His dark curls were wild and fanned out across your pillows. His neck, bared and tense as he threw his head back once more when you nipped the skin on his thigh, adding to the growing collection of love bites there. A slight flush crept down his chest, which heaved with every panting breath. He was simply divine.  
You grinned against his pale skin, trying not to chuckle as he moaned like a whore when he felt your teeth tease him.  
“Not yet, my love. Soon,” you murmured, feeling the muscles of his thigh twitch under your hand.  
Loki groaned in equal parts frustration and arousal. “You’ve been saying that for hours,” he whined, and this time you could not help the chuckle that escaped your lips.  
“It hasn’t even been ten minutes,” you soothed before giving him a playful nip.  
Loki forced his eyes open to look down at you, and you were pleased to see the slightly hazy look in his eye. Desperate and wanting.  
“That’s impossible, it’s been at least an hour,” he argued petulantly.  
You nuzzled your face against his inner thigh to smother your fond smile. “It’s been ten minutes,” you repeated.  
“Well, regardless darling, you are trying my patience,” he huffed a sigh, and you did not have to look up at him to know he was pouting.  
“I thought you liked it when I marked you up,” you asked as you glanced up at him, immediately confirming your earlier suspicions. You pulled away from him, relishing how he squirmed and rolled his hips towards you. Subtly chasing your touch.  
“I never claimed otherwise.” Loki managed to sound remotely calm, even as his heart raced in his chest. 
You smirked as an idea popped into your head. You twisted your body in order to reach the pen that was on your bedside table. With a delighted giggled you retrieved it and settled back into your place between your lover’s spread thighs.  
He looked down at you with a mixture of amusement and burning desire. You gently pushed on his knee, guiding him to spread his legs wider so that you could get a better angle. Loki allowed it, as he watched you curiously.  
Satisfied, you uncapped the pen and began to write on an unblemished spot on in his inner thigh. The black ink contrasted beautifully against his red and bruised skin.
Mine.  
You even added a small heart at the end, and Loki could not stop staring. You claimed him, and you had done it so casually, so brazenly. The ink burned his skin in the most delicious way, and part of him wished it would never fade away.  
You grinned up at him as you capped the pen, completely unrepentant. “You got a problem with that?”  
Loki almost forgot to breathe as he kept staring at the simple four-letter word.  
Mine. 
Yours. He was yours. Always had been, and always would be.  
“Just one problem, my darling,” Loki all but purred. His legs were still proudly spread, and your handwriting in black ink against his pale skin was on display. “That your own, lovely thigh is unadorned.” 
You giggled. “Oh? I suppose you should fix that.”   
With a lustful growl, Loki all but pounced on you. He plucked the pen from your fingers as his lips trailed down your neck and continued down your body. You arched your back as you felt his hand grip your thigh and spread it wide.  
You closed your eyes and sighed blissfully as he uncapped the pen. Then he began to write down his own claim to you, your body, and your very soul. 
And in the back of your mind, you tried to remember if any nearby tattoo shops were open at this hour.  
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donaweasley · 1 day
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This character is so unlike him!! It's exciting!! 😁
Are my tumblr girlies breathing okay after seeing Hen in The ministry of ungentlemanly warfare trailer!?
Surely we weren't expecting that😭😂
Ps- Yes I too got light headed each time he stuck his tongue out. He's fucking wild in this and I'm here for it
Ps Ps- is it just me or that character seems like mix of Captain Syverson and Napolean Solo lol!?
CANT WAIT FOR TUMBLR TO GO WILD WITH THIS MAN'S FICS!!!!
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donaweasley · 2 days
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Finished reading this for the 2nd time. Still got the same butterflies in my stomach as the first time I read it!
right person, all the wrong times - anthony bridgerton
summary: you and anthony have been in love with one another from the moment you met, but it seems as though nothing will ever happen between you. after you catch the attention of another gentleman, he realizes perhaps it’s time to finally do something about his feelings pairing: anthony bridgerton x fem!reader word count: 7.3K tags: mutual pining, best friends to lovers, angst and fluff, period-typical topics (marriage is everything, gender roles, all that stuff), daphne being match maker as always, kissing, it gets briefly suggestive like once, if i skipped anything please let me know. note: i started this show two days ago and i’m already halfway through season 2. i couldn’t hold myself from writing whatever this is and i thought i’ll share since it’s the longest fic i’ve ever written. english is not my first language so writing in a way that resembles the show was a whole challenge for me!
a reblog and/or comment really helps me out as a content creator so thank you in advance if you take the time to do either!
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You and Anthony have been best friends for years now. Even when he’s a few years older than you, the two of you became inseparable shortly after knowing one another. No one seems to know or understand you quite like he does, and you’ve become the person he always turns to when he needs someone.
It happened just a few months after you were introduced into society. You were lucky to bump into him that night in Ms. Danbury’s ballroom, and after repeated apologies and quick introductions, you stayed with him for the rest of the event.
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donaweasley · 4 days
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His actions?? Seriously? Noooo!! Odin's ego brought him there.
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You know full well it was your actions that brought you here.
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donaweasley · 4 days
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“Your happiness is the greatest revenge against those who wish to bring you down.”
— Unknown
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donaweasley · 4 days
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My current situation is not my final destination!!
“Repeat after me: My current situation is not my final destination.”
— Unknown
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donaweasley · 8 days
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Will there be a part two for promises to keep?
I have been planning on it, yes! But currently I'm way behind my schedule! I'm trying my best to get a part 2 for it. 🙂🙃
And thanks for asking! The fact that you're interested in it makes me reallyhappy!!
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donaweasley · 9 days
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Actually! 😒
“The funny thing is when you start feeling happy alone, that’s when everyone decides to be with you.”
— Jim Carrey
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donaweasley · 13 days
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😆😆 Indeed!
Tom, in a perfect New York accent:
"Hey, Loki! Put your dog on a leash—it's after 9!" 👮 🛑
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donaweasley · 13 days
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Aweee!! 😘😘💚💙
🥺😂
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donaweasley · 13 days
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Is anybody going to talk about the whoop whoop sound he made?
Tom, in a perfect New York accent:
"Hey, Loki! Put your dog on a leash—it's after 9!" 👮 🛑
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donaweasley · 13 days
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Ehehehehe...
people: who’s your celebrity crush? me:
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donaweasley · 13 days
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"is this too cliche?" who cares? bro, write what you have fun writing. stuff your manuscript full of your favourite tropes. the same themes you love. all inspired by things you grew up with. do it all. go off. load. it. up. be freeeee
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donaweasley · 13 days
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“You become what you surround yourself with. Energies are contagious. Choose carefully. Your environment will become you.”
— Unknown
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donaweasley · 13 days
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I've become a huge fan of your imagination!!
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may god bless the dinosaur that died to make the fossil fuel that was treated to become petrol in the car that took his mom to the hospital to give birth to him
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donaweasley · 14 days
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He's happy to have escaped. Maybe. Eh! Who cares? It's just an escape! But damn is he disappointed to see his brother being tricked by him again! Again.
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THE AVENGERS (2012) dir. Joss Whedon
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