#Coach Cavill

[keanureevesisbae]

I just reread Coach Cavill and I have to say:

past me was so amazing for writing this lol

#coach cavill

[lainiespicewrites]

Coach Syverson

Okay, Y'all I'm trying something new and posting one of my Henry Cavill Character fics. I haven't posted a fanfic in so long it's gonna be a short story probably only a two-parter maybe 3. Let me know what you think! I loved writing this. I think it's so cute!!!!

Warnings: None for Part 1 :) Definitely will be smut in part 2!

High school football coach Sy and school guidance counselor OFC

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I was locked in a trance,  typing in progress notes from an early morning meeting I’d just finished with a student.  The sounds of the office, which was just coming to life outside my door, fuelled me. I almost never came in this early. But, one of my seniors was having a crisis and this was the only time we could work into her busy schedule. It’s gonna break my heart when that girl graduates this year. I get so attached to the students. I can’t help working as a school counselor. It's hard not to.  

“You’re in early,” The voice coming from the doorway made me jump. He chuckled softly.  “Didn’t mean to scare ya.”  After a brief heart attack, I finally looked up. I smiled when my eyes met his. 

“No, it’s okay, I just didn’t see you! Good morning Coach, What can I do for you?” His soft blue eyes held my gaze, before shooting me a gentle smile. Coach Syverson and I had become good friends since he started working at the school a little over a year ago. Like many good high school football coaches, they made a history teaching spot for him. Unlike others, he’s actually a great teacher! 

I met Logan Syverson for the first time in a staff meeting. Our principal introduced him at the beginning of the meeting going on and on about all the improvements he would bring to our team and our community. He certainly looked like a football player. The guy was huge! Tall, large muscles, and a full beard. His eyes were a deep blue. He had a winning smile and a southern accent. The English department was drooling. I hated him immediately. 

I figured he was just going to be a self absorbed prick like the last coach. who only cared about the popular students, peaked in high school, and got fired because he got a little too close to one of the cheerleaders. We were not at all sorry to see him go. Well, those of us with half a brain weren’t anyway. Some of the community and staff were more worried about the football program. But I digress. 

I was even more annoyed with him when I caught him falling asleep during the same meeting 30 minutes later when we were discussing the budget for new textbooks. I’m not exactly sure what came over me but I kicked him under the table. He was immediately alert. I expected him to glare at me. Or maybe even smirk. But the look on his face could only be described as apologetic. He quickly caught up to me when we were leaving the meeting. “Some first impression I made, huh?” When I didn’t immediately respond he added. “I swear I’m not some asshole that doesn’t care about education, that’s not like me, just didn’t sleep much last night. I had to take my dog to the emergency vet, she broke her leg in the woods late in the evening and didn’t get back until late and…”

“Is she okay?” I asked quickly. He looked completely dumbfounded.

“Uhm what?” He asked, clearly confused. I smiled sympathetically. I did exactly what I told my students not to do and judged him too quickly and I felt like an ass about it. 

“You’re dog, is she okay?” He smiled softly and nodded. 

“Yeah, Yeah she is. They got her all wrapped up and in a cast, poor pup, but she’ll be alright.” There was a brief pause and then. “I’m sorry, what was your name again?”

“The students know me as Miss Plummer, but it’s Alayna. And um.. Sorry I kicked you. I don’t  know why I did that.” I smiled sheepishly. 

“Alayna,” He repeated. And then chuckled and squeezed my shoulder “No need to apologize, I’m glad you did. That would’ve been embarrassing. Falling asleep in my first staff meeting doesn’t really look good. Thanks for saving my ass back there!”

 We were fast friends from that point on!

Sy pushed off the door frame he’d been leaning against and walked into my office. “Brought ya coffee, I was gonna sneak in and leave it on your desk but I guess it’s you surprising me this morning,” He said, setting the cup from our local coffee shop down on my desk. 

“That’s sweet of you!” I took a sip and almost choked. I expected just plain black coffee. He wasn’t the kind of guy to order fancy coffee. But this was actually my coffee order. “How did you know my coffee order?” He had a big grin on his face now. 

“I remembered it from that morning when we ran into each other in line a few weeks ago. Thought I’d be nice and bring my work wife some coffee since I was there.” He shrugged. He really was such a sweetheart. He looked tough and scary. I know he did. When he and a few of the other teachers in the history hall gathered between classes they looked intimidating. At least from a student's perspective.I knew them all well though. I’ve talked with students failing his class because they wouldn’t ask questions. When I asked why, they said they were nervous. But he was certainly no one to be afraid of. Yes, he could yell, but he saved that for the football field. The man was a damn teddy bear. 

“Thank you!” I smiled. I quickly looked out into the guidance office to make sure there were no students around. “But I know you didn’t walk all the way down here just to bring me coffee for the hell of it. You’re buttering me up for something. What do you need, Logan?” He laughed and shook his head plopping down on the edge of my desk.

“You know me too well, sugar. Two things!” He said. I rolled my eyes. “Hey now young lady, don’t get an attitude with me I’m not asking you to give up a kidney!” I hid my smirk behind a sip of coffee and nodded at him to continue.  “First, Can you look up Ty’s grades for me just at some point by the end of the day. He came into my office this morning and was all nervous about his algebra grade, swearing up and down it’s because he failed one quiz. But, I’m pretty sure,” I cut him off. 

“He’s not turning in his homework because he just started dating Caitlyn and they’ve been staying up texting all night.” He raised an eyebrow. 

“Uh, Yeah, How’d you know?”

“Caitlyn stopped in to see me this morning and we had a chat about it, amongst other things. I’ll double check but I’m sure you’re right. I’ll email it to you so you can have a chat with him. I was going to call him in  today but he listens better to you. When you talked about being a veteran and your time in Iraq at the Labor Day assembly, I think that really struck something with him. He looks up to you.” his eyes locked with mine and he smiled softly placing his hand over mine on the desk just for a second. 

“Thank you for saying that,” He said before moving his hand and leaning on the desk again. I just smiled. 

“What’s the other thing?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because you could’ve just sent me that in an email.” He smirked. And his nose crinkled a little. Oh no. 

“So our first away game is tomorrow night,”

“I know,” 

“And you’re a big football fan, and you love those boys don’t you?” He was deflecting

“What do you want, Sy?” I asked again. He let out a long breath. 

“Carol was supposed to be a student chaperone for the student fans buuuttt well, you heard her kid is really sick? I need you to come chaperone. Actually. I kinda already said you would.” He quickly stood up from my desk and backed up to the other side, like he was afraid I’d hit him. 

I just leaned back in my chair and groaned, 

“ugh Sy! What if I had plans?” I cocked an eyebrow at him. He chuckled 

“You don’t!” I scoffed 

“You don’t know that?” I retorted. He smirked 

“Yeah, what big plans do you have for Friday night?” He crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow. I sighed. 

“Okay I don’t! But I could’ve!” I argued. “Why, didn’t you ask one of the other guys? Like Nick or I don’t know Mike?” I asked. 

“Nick’s an assistant coach, he’ll already be there. And we both know as much as Mike loves teaching…he does not want to spend his Friday night with the kids and at a football game making sure there’s no funny business. And you love the kids.” He was pleading now. Practically giving me puppy dog eyes. “And…Maybe I want you there,” He winked playfully. I looked down and jiggled the mouse on my computer to hide my blush. 

Jessica, who works the front desk of the guidance office swears he flirts with me. But I know he’s not. We’re friends. Good friends. We tease each other to make work a little more fun at best. But that's all it is. A man like Logan Syverson would never look twice at a girl like me. He’s fit and strong and tall and handsome. I’m pretty but I’m short and round and a little too quirky for my own good. Girls like me only get men like him in the movies. And I’m not stupid enough to believe otherwise.  Moment’s like these though. I do wonder a little. But I don’t let my thoughts wander too far. 

“Oh yeah?” I joke, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I mean maybe you’re our good luck charm. You’ve been at all our home games this year and we haven’t lost a game.” He said with a cheeky smile. 

“We’ve only had two Sy.” I say matter of fact. He just shakes his head. 

“That doesn’t mean you’re not good luck, but okay,” He held his hands up in defeat. “If you don’t want to do it I’ll figure something out. I messed up and didn’t ask you first. I’ll tell the boys their favorite guidance counselor doesn’t want to come support them. It’ll break their little hearts sugar but I’m sure they’ll find,” He pauses and lets out an exaggerated sigh “Some way to pull through and play a good game of football.” He frowned, shaking his head. I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows looking straight at him. 

“Are you done?” I deadpanned. He snickered softly and nodded. “Fine, I’ll go,” He smiled and walked over squeezing my shoulder. 

“You’re the best! It’s supposed to be chilly! Wear a sweater! And Free coffee,on me all night! I promise,” I rolled my eyes. 

“Yeah, yeah okay,” I chuckled.

“Seriously, I owe you sugar! I’m happy you’ll be there, I better get goin, class starts soon and I probably shouldn’t be late being that I’m the teacher,” He chuckled. 

“Get out of my office Logan!” I laughed. He smiled. 

“You’re the best!” He said one more time before finally walking out of my office. I shook my head and tapped at the keys on my keyboard to wake up my computer. I felt eyes on me and looked up to find Jessica standing in my doorway. 

“Don’t start!” I warned her. 

“Please, sugar. I really want you there!” she mocked. “He knows your coffee order, Alayna. How long are you going to ignore what’s right in front of you?” she asked exasperated. 

“It’s not like that Jess, He was just being sweet because he needed the help.” I said.

“Like you wouldn’t have done it anyway. You were trying to play coy but we both know you would have done it anyway.” She laughed. I blushed. And threw an eraser at her. 

“Get back to work!” She laughed. 

“Whatever you say… Sugar!” I snorted and we both chuckled for a minute. “I mean it Alayna, He’ll be kinda busy during the game and yes you’ll be keeping an eye on the students but take the opportunity to flirt back, he likes you, I’m not wrong!” She turned and walked back to her desk before I had a chance to say anything. And before I could spend any more time thinking about it my email notifications went off pulling me back into my work. 

The rest of my work day went by in a blur. I had meeting after meeting with students. My seniors were in panic mode, my juniors have early onset senioritis, and the freshman and sophomores came into vent about the daily woes of high school drama. Oh to be 16 again. 

With a full schedule of meetings I barely had time to eat lunch even in my office. When my phone lit up with a group text from two of my girlfriends asking about our weekly Thursday night dinner. I was quick to respond. 

(I’ll be there!) I sent the text, before packing up my desk for the evening. It had been a late night for me so it was just past 5. I didn’t bother going home first to change into something more casual. They were used to the office style by now. I felt my shoulders relax a little as I slipped into the booth next to skyler.

“Hey!” she said cheerfully, slowly pushing the glass of white wine they’d ordered for me closer. 

“You know me so well!” I smiled at her. 

“Long day?” Hayley asked from across the table, she picked up a tortilla chip and filled it with queso. I shrugged. 

“Not long in the sense that it was rough, just busy,” Skyler nodded and took a sip for her wine glass. 

“I feel that. I tried to get some school work done while the kids were down for a nap.” She runs an in-home daycare. She adores kids. But she’s also going back to school for a degree, Pediatric nursing. She’s a saint. I don’t know how she does it. 

“I commend you babe. The school is asking me to take classes, they want someone to take on the position as school psychologist. They’ve been trying to nudge me toward it the past couple of weeks. It’d be a raise but, that on top of the current workload? I don’t wanna drown myself ya know?”

“I totally get it, it’s not easy! But you should think about it. You’ve talked about it before! At least consider it.” Skyler said. 

“She’s got a point dude,” Hayley added. “Look at you guys moving up in the world while I’m stuck with an art block. If I can’t think of anything, my online shop isn’t gonna take off and I’ll be stuck at the factory forever!” She groaned and downed a quarter of her strawberry lemonade that was no doubt spiked. I looked sideways, meeting Skyler's eye. She was giving me the same look. 

“You’re just getting started Hayley.” Skyler said. 

“I know but if..”

“Ah, no buts!” I cut her off “We have to allow ourselves room for mistakes and error when we’re trying something new. You will get there. Give yourself the love you give your art! I don’t wanna hear anymore of that self deprecating bullshit from you! The people love their ghost fish!” I demanded, trying to hide a chuckle. She could be so stubborn! She was starting an online etsy shop for commissions and spreading the word through social media. She had all these fun ideas. She was a great artist. But of course it’s not an easy way to make money. And right now, things were slow. She would get there though! I know she would!

“Have I ever told you how annoying it is when you use your psychoanalysis shit on us?” she deadpanned. 

“Everyday but I still do it anyway, and that’s why you love me!”  She just laughed.

“Yeah okay buddy. Enough work talk, I lifted a bunch of heavy shit all day and I don’t wanna think about it. I just wanna eat my chips and queso and get drunk with my friends!” She said and scooped another chip through the queso. I laughed and held up my glass

“Cheers to that! Although we all know damn well it’s a Thursday night and we all have to get up early and we drove separately so drunk is relative but yes!” Skyler laughed and clinked her glass with mine. 

“Let her have her moment. Cheers to drunk Thursday dinner!” she said. 

“Fuck yeah!” Hayley added and added her glass in with ours. We all took a drink and it was quiet for only a second. 

“So,” Skyler spoke immediately. “It’s been a week, what's new?”

“Nothing for me, just still considering the offer to go back to school. My job would pay for it. Love life is still dry and I’ve bought like 3 new spicy romance books on my kindle this week!” I said laughing. 

“Fun!” Skyler smiled. “Hayley?” She asked and directed her attention across the table. 

“I went to Target and spent an obscene amount of money on fall stuff. We have a fall party coming up at work that I volunteered to do face painting for, but that should be fun! Oh there’s this new movie that came out I want you guys to come see with me I was hoping maybe tomorrow night?” she said. I started to agree. But then remembered my conversation with Sy earlier. 

“Oh tomorrow night? I can’t. I’m actually busy!” They both looked at me with raised eyebrows. 

“Since when are you busy on a friday night?” Hayley asked. Here we go. This is gonna open a whole can of worms. If Jess was good at getting my hopes up about Sy, these two were going to have me down right delusional. 

“There’s a football game. I like to support the team.” I said. Skyler snickered and a smirk spread across Hayley’s face. 

“You like to support the coach you mean?” Skyler asked. 

“That’s not true! I’ve always been a football fan!” I defended myself. Hayley chuckled

“Sure but since when do you go to away games? Isn’t it like 2 hours away?” She raised an eyebrow. I sighed. 

“Coach stopped by the office this morning, one of the other teachers that was supposed to chaperone the roadies tomorrow canceled and since he and I are friends he volunteered me to do it. He buttered me up with free coffee this morning and practically begged me to go tomorrow and… I just can’t say no to him. Plus he said he really wants me to be there.”  I swirled my wine glass and stared down at it. I knew the looks they were giving me.  I heard skyler squeal.

“Shut up! He asked you to come because he wants to spend time with you! Watch, I bet next week he’ll ask you out!”  She bounced in her seat. 

“He does not! He’s going to be busy with the team! He’s not going to have time to talk to me or anything.” I said taking a big gulp of wine. 

“Why else would he say he wants you there though. And clearly you want him to hang out with you. Or you want to hang out with him. Or you wouldn’t have given up your precious Friday night in!” Hayley smirked. 

“Okay, so what if I do. He’s not into me like that. He’s just friendly. He’s southern, it's just how he is!” I said, trying to hold onto whatever sanity I had left. 

“Really?” Skyler said. “Does he bring anyone else coffee? Ask if he can eat lunch in anyone else’s office?” Hayley but it

“Didn’t he get you a christmas gift last year?” she asked. 

“He was my secret santa!” I stated. They both sighed. 

“ I don’t know why you can’t see it but he likes you!” Skyler said. I started to  object but Hayley cut me off. 

“You don’t have to believe us. Just pay attention to how he acts around you tomorrow and the next couple of days. He's trying to make a move. And I know you have your little no coworkers rule,”

“Because if…”

“Ah, I don’t wanna hear it! He’s clearly trying to get your attention. And you work in a public high school it's not like everyone else isn’t hooking up.” She stated. 

“She’s got a point, remember all the teachers when we were in school? And he’s not just trying to hook up. He’s playing the long game,” Skyler said. “All we’re saying is IF we’re right,”

“And we are,” Hayley added. Skyler gave her side eye but laughed. 

“If he asks you out you should give him a chance. We’ve never met him but it’s clear he’s so into you. And he seems like a great guy. Don’t push him away because something COULD go wrong.” she said. At that point the waiter came up and we placed our order. I also ordered another glass of wine. But a wine buzz wasn’t enough to convince me they were right. Sy couldn’t like me. I wasn’t his type. But it didn’t matter. I will go tomorrow and have a good time watching the game and cheering on the boys and watching Sy in his element. And when it’s all said and done I’ll ride home with the student section and maybe catch the chance to say goodbye to my friend before we leave. And on Monday everything will be as it always has been. Sy and I are friends. 

I repeat that to myself as I walk the hall toward the gym after school on Friday. I turned down the hall toward the locker rooms and found his office door open. Sy was leaning back in his desk chair watching the tape from a few weeks ago. He noticed me before I spoke. He paused the video and smiled. 

“Hey you! To what do I owe the honor? You never venture down this way?”

“Just coming to double check the plan for tonight! We’re meeting back here at 5:15 and the bus leaves at 5:45?” I asked him. He nodded, running a hand over his beard. 

“Yeah, but I was thinking, you got plans for dinner?” He asked and raised an eyebrow. 

“Uh I was just gonna run home for dinner, why do you ask?” I leaned against the doorway and crossed my arms over my chest. I watched curiously as he chewed at his bottom lip for a moment. 

“I was gonna grab a bite to eat in town before the game. I won’t have time to go all the way home. Do you wanna come with me?” He finally made eye contact with me again and gave me a soft smile. 

“Oh um,” I hesitated for a second. 

“I’ll buy,” He smirked. I rolled my eyes. 

“You don’t have to do that, Sy,” I said softly. He stood up grabbing his keys off the desk. 

“I know, I want to.” He smiled and brushed his shoulder against mine as he walked out the door. “Come on, I’ll drive.” I raised an eyebrow 

“Driving me to dinner and you’re paying? Sy if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were flirting with me.” the corner of his mouth turned up into a smirk and he stopped walking. He turned toward me and bit his lip trying to hold back a grin. 

“Alayna,” He chuckled nervously, “I find it hard to believe after all this time…” He was cut off by a loud whistle down the hallway. 

“Well ain’t that a cute couple!” a voice said in a horrible mock southern accent “Get it coach!” One of Sy’s boys called from just outside the weight room. Another one of the football players popped his head out the door to see what was going on and started making kissy sounds with his lips. Sy dropped his chin to his chest and shook his head but his shoulders shook when he chuckled, giving him away. He loved those boys he couldn’t be mad if he wanted to be. 

“Tyler you’re already on thin ice don’t make me bench you tonight! You too Matt. Don’t think I forgot about the little stunt you pulled in the parking lot last week!” He gave them a stern look

“Sorry coach!” they said in unison 

“It was funny though,” Matt mumbled. Sy shook his head

“Sure, You boys get out of here and get something to eat, I don’t need you passing out on me on the field tonight.” He held Matt’s gaze. 

“It was one time!” He stressed. 

“And it’s only gonna be one if I can help it. Go eat!” He barked. The boys immediately straightened up and nodded. 

“Yes coach!” Logan just chuckled and we kept walking. 

“They adore you,” I said. He smiled 

“Nah, they just know I’m not kidding’” I laughed. 

“Oh come on Sy, you aren’t that mean, or you wouldn’t care so much,” We walked out the back door to the teacher parking lot and headed to his truck. “Hey… what were you saying earlier,” He raised an eyebrow. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about sugar,” He smirked. 

“Sure you don’t cowboy,” I rolled my eyes and hopped up into the truck after he unlocked it.  He slid in next to me and started the engine. 

“Where do you wanna eat?” He looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. I shrugged. 

“Doesn’t matter to me, you’re buying,” I said flatly. 

“Sugar,” He threw his arm over the back of the seat, his fingertips brushing my shoulder, as he backed out of the parking spot. He left it there as he pulled out on the road. “Don’t be shy with me, I know you love food darlin.  I’ll drive all around town and we’ll starve until you tell me what you want.” I looked over at him just in time to make eye contact before his eyes shifted back toward the road. He shook his head and tried to hide his smirk. 

“You are so dramatic,” I teased, trying to play it cool but I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. 

“Oh, I’m dramatic? Weren’t you the one tearing up in her office because of a book you were readin?” He snickered. I reached over and playfully smacked him in the chest. 

“Shut up!” I laughed. He held his hand to his chest feigning hurt. 

“Ow!” He pouted. 

“That did not hurt! I barely hit you!” he side eyed me still pouting but the corners of his mouth started to break into a smile

“Over here committing spousal abuse.” He shook his head. I laughed so hard I snorted. 

“We’re not married Sy!” 

“You’re my work wife, it's the same damn thing” He chuckled. “Seriously, where do you wanna eat, I’m starving.” 

“My god Logan,” I laughed. “Um fine, I haven’t tried that new sushi and ramen place yet!” I said. He almost slammed on the break. 

“You haven’t?! That place is right up your alley, all trendy and shit. It’s real good too!” 

“You think I’m trendy?” I raised an eyebrow. He looked over for a moment and caught my eye giving me a gentle smile. 

“I think you deserve to be taken out to nice places.” And here I was blushing again. 

“Sy,” I started but my phone buzzed in my lap distracting me, I wasn’t really sure what to say anyway. It was a group chat with the girls asking me what time we leave tonight. They were going to have a field day with this. And instead of just replying I decided to start a fire. I tapped my screen to open my camera and held it up to take a selfie “Smile, cowboy.” He chuckled. 

“What are you doin over there, sugar?” He smirked but glanced over at the camera quickly so I could snap a quick photo. 

“Lighting a match.” I smirked. He bit his lip and chuckled softly. 

“You’re something else,” He spoke as we pulled into the restaurant. I quickly sent the picture to the group chat and slid my phone into my purse.

Sy was right. This place was incredible. And very trendy. 

“God I can’t get over how good this place is!” I said for like the 4th time. Logan smiled. 

“I told ya, Darlin,” The waitress came and brought out our bill and I reached for my purse. “Hey, No, I told you, I’m paying.” He said pulling out his wallet and handing his card to the waitress. 

“Thank you Sy, I appreciate it,” He grinned.

“Anytime, you deserve it,” I blushed, “ you’re really saving my ass tonight.” I forced a smile, so that’s what this is about. I told the girls this was all just because he needed something. 

“It’s no big deal Logan.” I said. I pulled my phone out and checked my messages. There were like 10 from the group chat now. 

“OMG YOU'RE WITH HIM?!”

“You didn’t tell us you were getting dinner with him.”

“UNLESS THEIR NOT GETTING DINNER ;)”

“What else would they be….oh”

“Alayna you better not be fucking the football coach right now.”

“Leave her alone Hayley she can fuck him if she wants to BUT IF YOU DO I WANT DETAILS”

“ALAYNAAAAA”

“GIRLLLL ANSWER USSSSS”

“Seriously dude you can’t just send us a picture of you with your hunky football coach man crush and just disappear.”

“OMG THEY’RE TOTALLY FUCKING”

I held back a smile and shook my head. 

“It is a big deal,” He said and grabbed my hand across the table. “I’m glad you’re gonna be there tonight.” I smiled but pulled my hand back. 

“Sure, because you needed another chaperone.” I joked. His eyebrows furrowed and he tilted his head catching my eye. 

“Yeah, but I wanted it to be you, I like hangin out with you. And you’re really fun to watch in the stands. I didn’t know you could be so…aggressive.” He smirked. 

“I’m just really passionate about football!” I argued. “And how do you know you like hanging out with me? We've barely seen each other outside of work.” I questioned. 

“Well we should change that,” he said.

“Won’t your girlfriend get jealous?” I asked. I knew a lot about him but he never mentioned any relationship. I’d be stupid to think he wasn’t seeing someone. He laughed. God I loved that sound. 

“Don’t have one sugar,” He said with a mischievous grin on his face. 

“How?” It was my turn to be confused. 

“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” He retorted quickly. 

“I … because…” I stuttered, unable to come up with an answer.

“Haven’t found the right guy yet huh?” He pauses, “guess that’s where I’m at, she just ain’t found me yet.” He smiled. Right then the waitress came back with his card. “Thanks honey,” He said, giving her his signature smile. He signed the receipt and stood from the table. “We oughta get going. Don’t wanna be late for the game!” 

Sy drove us back to the school and parked his truck next to my car. “Oh no!” I sighed. 

“What's wrong?” He asked. 

“I was going to grab a sweatshirt when I went home and,” I opened my car, turning on the light to look in  the back seat. “I don’t have an extra in my car.” I pouted. 

“Is that all?” He chuckled. He reached into the back seat of his truck and pulled out a black hoodie. “Here. I always have an extra in the truck you can wear mine. Don’t want you to catch a cold.” I took it from him tentatively. 

“Sy, this is your coach sweatshirt.” I said. 

“One of ‘em yeah.” He smiled. 

“I…okay,” I just shook my head and pulled the hoodie on. He bit his lip. 

“Looks good on ya,” He smirked. 

“Shut up,” I rolled my eyes. Before we could continue to tease each other the buses pulled up. And I could see some of the students' cars pulling into the student lot “We’d better head over there!” I said quickly. Logan nodded. 

“Yeah, we better get going.”

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Swift as lightning ripping the sky, Sy manoeuvred you around and forced your spine against the pitted bricks. A graceless predatory growl reverberated in his chest as he pressed a hand to the side of your head and let the other glide from your jaw to your neck. His coarse fingers etched at your tremoring larynx, counting your arduous exhales one by one.  “Did he fuck you?” he drawled, his opulent vocals laced with beer and the barbaric musk of a man hardened by years of war in the desert.

From the benevolent Coach Sy series 😍

August suddenly snapped his fingers around her throat and lifted her against him. Vampire-like lips claimed her into a passionate kiss, swallowing every yelp before he threw her flat into the dark lair that was their wedding bed.

From my personal fave, Destroyer of Angels (a Duke August AU)

“I want to stay here. With you.”  Slender like stalking vines, her fingers crawled onto the armchair, squeezing at the smooth leather with pitiable desperation. “Keep me, please!” “Vanessa,” Sherlock drawled, still refusing to meet her gaze while his thumb circled deep into the coarse binding. Furious tides rose in his eyes, whisked by the rageful storm that inhabited his mind, “Do not make me regret this night.” He didn’t want to hurt her, but she was pretty when she begged. “You don’t know what it is that you’re asking, I am not the gentleman you think I am.”

From the Devil's Tongue

#henry cavill #august walker #coach syverson #captain syverson #navybrat817 #ask freya #sherlock holmes

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I know people in the community have mixed emotions about AI gainer art but…mb but I think some of it sooo hot

#ai fat men #the fat Henry Cavill posts🥵 #and the exjocks being enouraged by their coaches???

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Cav Body Autonomy and the locked tomb

The cav-necro relationship is an inherently unbalanced relationship.

Some houses and cav pairs in the cannon house lyctor trials are able to function healthily anyway despite these societal imbalances.

So here here are the happy cav-necro pairs:

Ducli and Pro of the seventh house seams to have had a relationship of mutual respect but but Pro had a lot more leeway then most cavs, since his necromancer was busy with her own medical issues he had time for a wife, a bunch of kids, gardening and amateur poetry. But based on the cohort files I got the sence that Pro vollenteered to be Ducli's necromancer because he wanted a quiet life, and a lot of people thought he was throwing humself away on a dying girl. A bit like a star athlete retiring to coach a minors team. So I would say that thier relationship gives mutual respect but also freedom to pursue thier own projects.

The Magnus and Abigial of the fith house are necromarried. And they seem to be in a healthy relationship. Even though its very against shocking, Abigail and Magnus seem to have found a good balance. Abigail gets to pursue her academic career and Magnus seams to enjoy the administrave/ diplomatic responsibilities that come from being married to Abigail. Magnus also gets to has a lot of soft power as senichel of the fith. They seem to support each other in thier careers. Even if the arrangement may seem unorthodox to everyone else ( I know, happy marriage, so unorthodox)

Isaac and jeanmary of the forth house seam to take some of thier cues from magnus and Abigail about mutual respect, but they also have thier own battle buddy dynamic going on. They act as equals because they have always been equals. They are both raising thier younger siblings and getting ready to join the cohort. There strength is that they always have the others back, adults may treat them slightly differently but isaac and jeanmary view each other as equals. They are more like a shadow hunter peribatai pair then a traditional necro-cav because thier specialty is watching each others back.

Next we jump to the sixth house. Camilla and Sextus have a bit of the Sherlock and Watson vibe going on. But also a bit a non romantic Mustang and Halkeye from FMA thing. They bonce ideas off each other and stop each other from getting to in thier own heads. They have more diverse skills then Isaac and Jeanmary, but they see themselves as a unit. And they see each other as equally intelligent, and if others assume that cammila is just an assistant to sextus, that is their problem.

Judith and Marta of the second have something different going on, its a bit sadder but still falls into the relm of healthier. Judith and Marta both views thier relationship as slightly unequal but in opposit directions. Judith tends to put Marta on a pedestal, since Marta is more experience, charming, and so very competent. Judith feels lucky to have Marta and unworthy of her at the same time. Marta on the other hand, defers to Judith because Marta is a good soldier and Judith outrank her. Following orders is what a good soilder is supposed to do. But you do get a bit of the green officer experience underling situation that makes them overly cautious when together. They defer to each other bit they don't seam to honestly talk or share ideas enough to be truly effective.

Now we go to the unhealthy relationship which, interesting, all seem to be related to autonomy.

Ianthe and Coronabeth and Naberius of the third house have three different types of fuckery going on. First is the fact that Ianthe has two cavs, one that she uses for emotional support, and the other that she uses for the show. Both cavs are left feeling disposable and powerless. The second power imbalance is the difference in rank and the volenteryness of service. Naberius was trained from birth as a caviler, no one ever gave him a chance to be anything else. He mentions that he "should have stayed home" and ianthe tells him that no one would wants to marry him. I don't know if she would stop anyone from marrying him but he has no choice but to be a cav and no way to stop. He is a "prince" but I got the sense that that was a curtasy title as the the heirs' cav rather than an enherited title. Third, we come to the canibalism thing. Naberius is uncomfortably resigned to people taking bites out of him. His only worth is his body, not his mind, not his companionship, not even his attractiveness, just his body and its ability to fight or be consumed. And his fighting skill will decrease the more scar tissue that builds buy on his hands. His time was always numbered and naberius new from birth that his destiny was to be consumed one way or another.

Next we have the 9th house. Which is really an interesting case of independent vs body autonomy with harrow, Gideon and Ortus There is the pervasive knowledge that when you die in the ninth house, even party of body will be recycled back for the good of the house. You hair will be brushes, your fat will be soap, I assume your flesh will fertilize the fields, and your bones will tend the fields, your skin is probably turned into book covers. Once you are done with your body, every part will go back to the collective. And you can't leave the house to go off and die somewhere else you have to stay. But when you are alive, you get a lot of free time to do whatever you want. Do you want to read porn and train with a sword that you will never get to use off planet? Go ahead and train or 8 hours a day. Do you want to go off and write poetry even though your explicit job is to be good with a rapier? Well we won't force you to train, we will even provide you with writing material. The ninth house is hotel California with bones were everyone works on thier own projects.

Even Mattius Nonius was a cav without a necromancer. He teamed with all sorts of people outside the ninth house but he was an independent entity, known by his own name instead of as mattius the ninth, because he wasn't bound to the head necromancer.

Maybe it was more structured before all the kids died, maybe there were more rules when the reverend mother was alive, but Harrows leadership philosophy seams to be independent study for everyone. There is freedom till death.

There is also a bit of a touch taboo. I don't know if it comes from Harrow and travels to Gideon and Ortus or it was alway part of the very unsexy ninth. But except for Crux and Aiglamine slapping Gideon in anger and Glaurica having clutching Ortus, no one ever touches anyone. Because In the ninth, your body pretty much belongs to you till you die. And Harrow struggle with both Ortus and Gideon as cavs because she has never practiced working with them. It's all been independent study.

Next we have have the Eight house which is the exact opposite of the ninth interms of freedom. The cav of the eighth house belongs to his house, body, mind, and soul. The Asht brothers were geniticly engineered before birth to be cavs. Colum is on a regiment of anti rejection drugs so that not even his immune system can fight back against his necromancer. He is taking drugs that make him vulnerable to illness to fulfill his purpose. He was trained from a young age to leave his own body and sacrifice his own will to offer his necromancer more power. He willingly undergoes a process that he knows is giving him brain damage. And he casts in soul in to the abyss and leaves his body. He has been taught his life to surrender control of everything on comand. And what does he do in his free time? He is a servant, Silas doesn't want to talk to someone, Colum relays the message, Colum also acts as Silas' valet and maid. It isn't so much that he wasn't a man allowed to " pick and chose his own decency" he is a man who was never allowed to choose at all. Yes Colum is almost twice silas' age but Colum wasn't really raised to be an adult, he was raised as a battery.

Last we have the first house. Which has treaded all of its cavs horribly and I'm not going to into it.

#the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #tlt #tamsyn muir #harrowhark nonagesimus #gideon nav #camilla hect #htn #gtn #judith duterus #marta dyas #neberius tern #coronabeth tridentarius #ianthe tridentarius #body anatomy #cw abuse #cw cannibalism #jeanmary chatur #isaac tettares #abigail pent #magnus quinn #palamitedes and camilla also model how.tomhave a friendship #palamedes sextus #dulcinea septimus #protesilaus ebdoma #colum asht #silas octakiseron #ortus nigenad

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Moodboard Event: Sports

This weeks moodboard event is still using the RANDOM WHEEL OF RANDOMNESS but the theme is Sports (if you happen to get coach's daughter, I will still need a sport 😈), so make sure to spin that wheel!  Send in an ask, and bug my inbox

First things first, you need a character.  Let the random wheel choose you a Chris Evans Sebastian Stan Henry Cavill/Charlie Hunnam/Jensen Ackles

Or take a chance at a Random Name, and most of these will be lesser used characters

You can also choose any of the following, but these are not a requirement:  Mood Trope Kink Taboo

Maybe this will turn into a one shot 🤷🏻‍♀️ or maybe I’m also planning something for October....

Now, if these wheels inspire you for something different, by all means, let me know.  I won’t know for sure what you get.  Have fun!

*Mutuals, followers, please feel free to do your own moodboard.  This is such a fun way to get some creative juices flowing!*

#moodboard event: sports

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Weak

“In a daze, you look so amazing ” - SWV, ‘Weak’ (1992)

Summary: Henry walks in on you singing your heart out and comes to realise that you really are his endgame.

Warnings: None, Fluff

A/N: Barely proof-read. All mistakes are all mine.

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Henry finally had some time off and wanted to do nothing more than spend it with the person who owns his heart...

You.

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Things had been so hectic.

Both of your schedules weren't lining up.

It seemed that as one of you came in, the other would be leaving. If that wasn't happening, then there would be times where you'd try to wait up for him to wrap up on set but that almost always ended with you falling asleep on the coach.

If it was the latter, Henry would walk in and see you, curled up under the blanket you’d placed on the coach for movie nights with the TV watching you rather than you watching it.

He’d feel a little bad because he’d try his hardest to get back to you as soon as possible after finishing shoots, but it always seemed like he could never catch you before your eyes shut. After that brief moment of sadness, he’d let out a little grin at the way your mouth was slightly opened and a bit of drool would be leaving the corner of your mouth.

He’d make sure the door was locked, his coat, bags and footwear were taken off and left in their designated areas by the front door and slide into his house shoes before making his way over to you.

He’d try to be a quiet as possible, so you don’t get scared out of your sleep and get mad because you were startled awake instead of waking up on your own.

He made that mistake one time and it resulted in you being a bit cranky because you were so tired and just wanted to nap but instead were startled out of your sleep by his yelling over his computer game.

After you were able to calm your racing heart, you’d rush over to his designated gaming room, eyes full of furry and stand by his chair, removing his headset and uttering the question ‘Seriously Cavill?’, in such a soft tone that made him know he was in trouble.

That whole day you’d give him the straightest face that somewhat scared him and confused him since he couldn’t read you like he’d normally be able to. You said not one word, trying to calm your emotions before you ended up taking out your stress on him in a way that wouldn’t be pleasurable to either of you.

From that day onwards he’s made sure to not disrupt you, intentionally, if he knew you were in the house and if it was after a certain time in the day.

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Today was a good day since Henry finally got off early enough to make it back home in time for dinner and he really hoped you were cooking tonight.

He really missed your home cooked meals, especially when they were still hot and just coming off the stove and/or out of the oven.

He remembered the last time he got to eat a hot meal from you and that was a few weeks before hand.

You’d made a Sunday roast and he really enjoyed it since he didn’t have to stick to his diet as much and was able to eat the carb heavy food with less worries. He also loved the look on your face as you took a heathy serving of the mash and gravy, happy with the outcome and happy you guys got to spend that night together.

You were also happy to hear him say it reminded him of his moms (just slightly better). It did swell your ego a bit and you sat in your chair with a slight grin and did a little dance of happiness.

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As Henry drove into the driveway, he couldn’t help but be excited at the fact that he knew he’d be able to see you awake and talk to you about your day instead of walking in and seeing you on the couch, causing him to carry you to bed so that he wouldn’t have to wake you.

As he got out of the car, gathered his things and made his way to the front door he could hear the scrape of Kal’s feet to the front door and the sound of music softly playing, which meant you were probably playing it louder in the house if he could hear it from outside of the door.

As he unlocked the front door, he was met with the miniature bear, Kal pawing at him and trying to jump on him.

“Alright buddy. Calm down” he’d say, gently pushing the Akita down and pushing through the door way.

As he finally got his dog to move out of the way so he could close the door and lock it, he was finally able to acknowledge everything else around him, such as the heavenly sent coming from the kitchen and your throwback playlist blasting through the surround sound.

He took off his shoes, placed his coat on the coat rack, bags near the side of the door and keys on the key rack. Kal was still standing near his owner before he heard you calling out for him, missing the extra body that was once near you.

“Kal?” You’d call out, just as the song changed.

Henry nodded his head over to you and Kal followed the sound of your voice, after he turned back to his owner for reassurance it was ok to leave him.

As Henry walked in behind Kal, your back towards him, he stood in the frame of the kitchen entry way with his arms folded and just watched as you swayed to the song playing.

It was SWV’s ‘Weak’. This was one of the songs he’d love to hear around the place because it reminded him of when you guys started dating and you finally got comfortable enough around him to be your ‘silly, goofy’ self.

He watched as you got to the chorus, still haven’t turned and noticed he was there as you were too busy bending over to get whatever you had in the oven out.

“I GET SO WEAK IN THE KNEES I CAN HARDLY SPEAK” He softly laughs at your singing and can’t help but to smile more at you as you placed the hot tray on the side of the stove top.

He noticed you’d made some salmon and decided to cook it in the oven. He’d watch as you continued to sing as you looked into the pots on the stove, turning the burners off and reaching off to the side where the plates were located so that you could get a plate out.

You were in your own world, still singing, as you began to open the cabinet door but you turned and saw the Akita slowly walking in and behind him was your lovely boyfriend.

You couldn’t help the smile that graced your face.

There he stood.

Looking extra fine in his dark shirt, with his curly short hair, dark jeans and five o’clock shadow look. The small grin he had on his face was an added bonus and it made you feel things.

You continued singing as you approached him, your arms reaching over his shoulders.

You guys began to sway and stare into eachothers eyes.

"Hey baby." You got on your tip toes and placed a chaste kiss on his lips and then smiled as you felt his hands softly brush your sides before making their way to your behind and giving it a soft squeeze.

"Hey love." His cheeky smile made you feel things.

You asked if he was lucky to be off early and he said yes and boy was he happy to have made it in time to get some of your delicious food.

You turned back to go and pull the plates out of the cabinet.

He stayed in the door frame, watching as you prepared both plates, your head bobbing and your body swaying to the beat of SWV.

'You really did look so amazing', He thought.

You were in your house clothes, your box braids in a bun on top of your head and without a care in the world.

As he watched you do that, he couldn't help but think that you were it for him. You made him weak and he didn't hate that feeling at all.

When you turned to give him his plate, you were met with such a cute sight.

He was singing the song softly back to you and you saw the way in which his eyes gleamed as he watched you.

You followed behind him to the dining room and placed your plate down before going back in the kitchen to grab some wine glasses and a bottle of wine.

As you walked back into the dining room, you caught your boyfriends eyes on your movements and he reached out to take the bottle from you, using the corkscrew to open it and then he took your glass and poured you a nice glass as well as himself.

You had turned the music down a little bit and once you both sat down, you prayed over the food and then raised your heads to commence eating.

You couldn't help but to stare at him a little more, him doing the same to you.

You wanted to get his reaction to your cooking since it's been a while since the two of you actually got to sit at the table together and enjoy a meal together.

As he took his first bit, his eyes not leaving yours, you raised your wine glass and took a sip, a brief smile gracing your face at the way in which he still managed to make you feel so nervous after so long.

He watched you sip your wine before complimenting your cooking and then watching you begin to eat.

He loved these moment with you.

The silence between you both and just enjoying the food, it added to your non-sexual intimacy. The moments were so rare and greatly appreciated.

As you watched him dive into the food more, you noticed that in that moment, he was your forever person and you were never letting him go.

He made you weak just as much as you made him weak.

It didn't matter how weak you made each other, as long as you both were able to be there for eachother to give the other the support, love and strength they'd need.

The soft rnb playlist playing in the back and you guys just enjoying a quiet dinner together.

It was a nice way to end the day.

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Hope you guys liked it and are keeping safe.

Love y'all

-K💜

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When one of my close friends realised how much a fan of Jensen I was, she said in a very kind tone, ‘You do realise that most actors are @ssholes’ and she is an actor herself. She said just to not get too caught up in how selfless and humble he seemed.

Maybe the same about Henry Cavill, enjoy the distraction but be careful of that rabbit hole swallowing you up!!

I am merely enjoying the illusion and hoping there are still men like what Cavill evokes out there.

Thank you for the reminder, though. It's an important one.💕 Your friend is beyond spot on. I love actors for the craft and the incredible work they do but some are indeed dangerous narcissists. If you have grounded conversations with acting coaches, agents or managers they can tell you about people who you might never imagine is horrible in real life. It's why I get heartbroken when I see young girls fall into "obsession" with any actor because, at that moment, they become easy prey for those actors who have zero scruples. There is nothing more heartbreaking than being objectified by someone you love/admire especially if that someone is also your iconic rolemodel. I speak from experience, sadly. It's why sometimes I make posts calling out those girls who lose their identities over worshipping/loving someone because I don't want them being an easy target, I want them living their dreams with someone that truly loves them instead.

This ask made me teary eyed, thank you. 💕

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Foul Play - Chapter 7

October 2022

"How many dates has it been?" Kyle's voice reaches Henry's ears as he steps out of the shower after practice on a Thursday afternoon. Curiosity piqued, he lingers at the end of the lockers, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Ben scoffs and slams his locker shut. "We've been on a few dates, but she's so hesitant. I can barely touch her. It's like she's a virgin or something."

Henry's fists clench, anger simmering within him as he hears their laughter.

"Soon," Kyle chimes in, his tone laced with amusement. Unbeknownst to them, Henry rounds the corner, his presence still concealed.

In a swift motion, Henry presses Ben against the lockers, his forearm firmly against his chest. "Don't you fucking touch her!"

"Fuck off, man. I'm just doing what you couldn't," Ben retorts with a laugh, while Kyle tries to intervene from behind, attempting to pull Henry away. Undeterred, Henry pushes him back, maintaining his focus on Ben.

"She deserves better than this," Henry states firmly.

Ben shakes his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Deserves? It's not about deserving, mate. It's all in good fun. Remember? You used to enjoy that... before you fell for the dean's daughter."

"What?!" Kyle's shocked voice fills the air, and Ben nods, winking at him. "She's the dean's daughter? Why didn't you tell us, Cavill?"

"Because it's none of your damn business!" Henry's fist connects with Ben's face, prompting a grunt of pain. As he lands the punch, Kyle retaliates, his fist meeting Henry's cheek, causing him to stagger back against the lockers. Henry shakes off the pain, mustering the strength to lunge toward Kyle, but the shrill sound of a whistle pierces the air, signaling their coach's arrival.

"Hey! Save this shite for the field, boys. Keep it out of the locker room," the coach reprimands them, and their conflict abruptly halted. Kyle walks off with Ben, assisting him with his bleeding nose.

Henry winces, his hand instinctively rising to his own bruised cheek as he slams his locker open, preparing to get dressed.

"I don't know what's going on, but you can't be getting into fights, Henry. Professional teams don't want teammates who cause trouble," the coach advises, leaving Henry to grapple with his actions.

Sighing heavily, Henry rests his head on his arm against the open locker door. "I know, Coach. I'm sorry," he murmurs, his mind already preoccupied with meeting Millicent at the library as he quickly dresses to join her.

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Millicent glances up at Henry, who appears visibly angry as he takes a seat beside her at the back of the library. Concern fills her voice as she asks, "are you okay?" Her eyes land on the bruise on his cheek, and she gently reaches out her hand to touch it. Playfully, she teases, "did you have a rough day at practice?" However, Henry remains silent, shaking his head and pulling away from her touch as he retrieves books from his bag.

"Something like that," he mumbles, offering her a small smile.

Millicent continues to observe him for a moment before redirecting her attention to her book, reviewing the day's class material. Over the course of an hour, they sit together, discussing school and studying. Eventually, she exclaims, "You're doing so well, Henry. I'm starting to wonder why you need my help."

"Thanks," he responds, leaning on his elbow on the table and smiling at her. As she briefly glances back at her materials, he takes a deep breath, mustering the courage to broach the next topic. "So... how are things going between you and Ben?" Henry watches as Millicent tenses up, shaking her head and keeping her eyes fixed on her book.

"Oh... I don't think we should discuss that," she replies, her voice tinged with unease.

Henry sighs, searching for the right words to encourage her to open up to him. "How can we be friends if you won't talk to me?"

Millicent rolls her eyes and finally meets his gaze. "What if I don't want to be friends?"

"Please?" Henry's hand gently rests on her arm, a plea in his eyes. She sighs, her expression softening slightly.

"I want to be friends..." she offers softly, closing her book as she looks back at him. "Okay," she takes a deep breath as she turns her body toward his. "We've been out a few times, and I like him but..."

"But? But he's too pushy?" Henry's jaw tightens as he digs his palm into his thigh under the table.

"No, not at all. He's been a perfect gentleman, but I can tell he wants more. And so do I, but..." She groans as Henry only stares back at her, waiting for her to continue. "I'm inexperienced, and I'm worried he'll be disappointed."

"You're a virgin?" He asks, already aware of the answer as she blushes, hastily shoving her things into her bag.

"This was a bad idea. You'll laugh at me..." She stands up, grabbing her bag, but Henry swiftly slaps his hand on it, preventing her from taking it.

"I won't. Sit. Please?" He watches her hesitate, removing his hand from the bag, and she finally retakes her seat, moving closer to him and lowering her voice. "You're a virgin," he repeats, more of a statement this time as she nods. "Believe me, most men would not be disappointed by that. But I have to ask... why? How?" He chuckles, stammering slightly, "I—I just mean... you're beautiful, Milly."

She blushes, nervously fiddling with her hair, unable to meet his gaze. "I never really had the opportunity in high school. And when I got here, after what happened with you, I pretty much stayed away from men..."

Henry groans, resting his hand on her thigh. "I'm truly sorry. I know I'll never be able to apologize enough."

"You won't," she confirms, glancing up at him as an idea strikes her. "But... I might have a way for you to make it up to me?"

Chapter 8

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MASTERLIST

ao3 smut author

• original work / character

• real person fiction

• more to come!

EXPERIENCE

[SERIES ONGOING] lots of experience from him makes for a better experience for you...

• like two shooting stars crossing paths [F/M]

Lexie is a young adult now. She gets set up on a blind date by her best friend forever, Amy, whose only wish is for her friend just to get laid for once. Unfortunately, the date doesn't end well. Luckily, there's the handsome and charming owner who is willing to fill the hole left by her failed date, in more ways than one...

• tastes like salt and pepper [M/M]

Brandon is a college student in graphic design. His sex life is somewhat active, but he feels that something is missing. One night, he meets Jason at the gym. He's way taller and way older and way bigger than Brandon. He looks initially to be a gentle giant, but as Brandon soon learns, Jason's far from it. Maybe all he needed was a rough man with a lot of vigour and a fat juicy cock to submit to?

• the henry-nathan special [M/M] [F/M] [M/M/M]

Coach Price and his captain Nathan had a secret bond like no other and they shared a common interest for college sluts, girls and guys alike. Getting fucked by the two, separate or together, was just like entering Heaven. The two were beginning to get bored of colleges when a brand new toy to break fell right into their laps.

SCHOOL FANTASIES

[SERIES COMPLETED] the more unhinged and rougher fantasies of you and him...

• Mr Calvin - The Sexy Gym Teacher [M/M]

His biceps were huge and his forearms were covered in hair that reached his veiny hands, which never failed to make you drool. Mr Calvin seemed to always wear thin shirts in a sad attempt to hide his gorgeous abs. And standing at almost 6ft, it was no wonder that most of the student body, and some of the female teachers, had a collective fat crush on this sexy man. // You tie and blindfold a sexy, muscular, hunky DILF and intend to suck him dry.

• Miles - Your Hot Roommate [M/M]

The day you moved in, you met your new roommate, with a frame way taller and wider than yours. He shook your hand with a firm grasp and introduced himself as Miles. It was clear immediately that he spent a lot of time at the gym, from his thick arms and legs to his large chest. // You catch your roommate jerking off to porn, so your decide to give him a hand.

REAL PERSON FICTION

• His (Henry Cavill) [M/M]

[ONGOING]

In public, Henry Cavill is a charming and polite celebrity. His flashy smile has all the world wishing they had what you had - what you had every night. The Henry Cavill that you know is nothing but a monster when it comes to you. From his fat cock, to his incredible ass eating to his immense strength, this absolute beast of man never fails to actually break you.

And the worst part?

You fucking love it.

• Shared (Chris Evans, Tom Holland) [M/F/M]

Tom, your college boyfriend, has always wanted to see you get fucked by his best friend, Chris. You quickly came around to the idea. But, you did end up coming around Chris' cock quicker.

• DILF December [F/M]

Celebrate the Christmas season with your favourite DILFs.

Tom Welling (Day 5 - NSFW Alphabet)

Chris Evans (Day 10 - Locations Alphabet)

Aaron Taylor-Johnson (Day 15 - NSFW Alphabet)

Tom Hardy (Day 20 - Kinks Alphabet)

Henry Cavill (Day 25 - NSFW Alphabet)

OTHER

[YET TO COME]

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[represseddilfs]

𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜

Indie role play blog featuring mainly older male OCs. Smut based. Dark and triggering content will be present and not tagged. Exploration of older, typically repressed married men. OC and canon friendly. Semi-selective, low to medium activity. Dash only. Written by Murdock, 29+ NB.

Use the links below for more information. Mobile friendly list of muses below the cut.

Muses

Rules

Kinks

Wanted opposites

Wishlist

Starters

Arthur Dawson: Mechanic, 53, dominant (JR Bourne)

Richard Winston: Bar owner, 55, dominant (Jeffrey Dean Morgan)

Santiago Mendez: Detective, 48, switch (Pedro Pascal)

Forest Martin: Rancher, 46, dominant (Ian Bohen)

Alexei Volkov: Arms dealer, 43, dominant (Charlie Hunnam)

Marshall Teller: Personal trainer, 40, switch (Alan Ritchson)

Brandon Harris: Crooked cop, 45, switch (Tom Hardy)

Dominic Ricci: Surgeon, 56, dominant (Joe Manganiello)

Thomas Grant: Motorcycle street racer, 42, dominant (Ryan Gosling)

Nicolas Pederson: Band manager, 42, dominant (Chris Pine)

Carlos Alvarez: Professor, 49, switch (Danny Pino)

Cameron Davis: Baker, 42, switch (Chris Evans)

Dante Branson: Stock broker, 50, dominant (Anson Mount)

Jason Parker: Retired boxer, 54, dominant, (Hugh Jackman)

Elias Hoffman: Soldier, 43, switch (Luke MacFarlane)

Liam Abrams: Retired porn star, 55, dominant (Frank Grillo)

Rowan Montgomery: Gym owner, 45, dominant (Jon Bernthal)

Sebastian Richards: Author, 47, dominant (Liam O'Brien)

Ryan Cho: Theatre actor, 54, dominant (Daniel Dae Kim)

Dylan Cromwell: Tailor, 52, switch (Ewan McGregor)

Joshua Conelly: Stay at home dad, 40, switch (Henry Cavill)

Lance Priest: Construction site manager, 47, dominant (David Harbour)

Andrew Weeks: Lawyer, 45, dominant (Pablo Schreiber)

Oliver Velasco: Musician, 44, switch (Oscar Isaac)

Silas Perez: Outlaw biker, 45, dominant (Santiago Cabrera)

William Reichheld: Bounty hunter, 55, dominant (Tim Olyphant)

Joel Beckerman: Firefighter, 40, dominant (Sebastian Stan)

Bartholomew Walsh: Distiller, 47, switch (Cillian Murphy)

Nathaniel King: Security specialist, 54, doominant (Josh Brolin)

Dimitri Volkov: Arms dealer, 43, dominant (Joel Kinnaman)

Augustine Nelson: Casino owner, 58, switch (Keanu Reeves)

Caspian Fitzgerald: Hippotherapist, 42, dominant (Jake Gyllenhaal)

Max Berry: Contractor/house flipper, 53, dominant (Skeet Ulrich)

Zane Weisman: Wrestling coach, 33, dominant (Aaron Taylor-Johnson)

Deacon Abbott: Assassin, 52, dominant (Nikolaj Coster-Waldau)

Wyatt McNabb: Repossession specialist, 34, switch (Ryan Corr)

#indie kink rp #indie smut rp #indie bi rp

[keanureevesisbae]

smut/18+ = ✧ | fluff = ❀

| multi chaptered fics |

↳˗ˏˋhenry cavillˊˎ˗ ↴

so henry, you want to start a youtube channel : famous actor henry cavill falls for the very successful youtuber sandy choi

mister cavill, your dog is kinda fat : actor henry cavill meets olivia tran and her daughter vanessa under interesting circumstances.

the alluring charm of henry cavill : henry cavill participates in a reality show, where he gets to know rom com queen adelaide park a bit better.

coach cavill : when a new judo coach arrives in luna meadows, all the mothers are ready to risk it all for him, including amelia jung.

sugar sugar : first time sugar baby becky kim meets first time sugar daddy henry cavill.

it's a funny story : when their twin daughters ask about how they met, henry cavill and his wife natalie lee-bennett take a trip down memory lane.

ever after boutique : frankee jane newhouse loves her job, but hates one thing about it and that is the boss mister henry cavill.

stewardess chronicles : stewardess alice matsuda meets pilot henry cavill and naturally she falls for him.

↳˗ˏˋwalter marshallˊˎ˗ ↴

but professor : penny townsend isn't too sure about a lot of things, but one thing she's sure about: her feelings towards her professor marshall.

↳˗ˏˋcaptain syversonˊˎ˗ ↴

it all started in san antonio : rosemary hill swore she'd never fall for another military man again, but then captain syverson steps into her life.

oblivious : captain syverson suddenly becomes the guardian of his three nieces and on top of that, his insufferable neighbor ivy sullivan barges into his life as well.

tales of love : vision impaired syverson and molly sweet slowly but surely become a couple and axel the guide dog has his opinion about it.

↳˗ˏˋaugust walkerˊˎ˗ ↴

protection : cia agent august walker newest assignment is keeping an eye on star soccer player mia makaruku (on hiatus)

chasing nostalgia : august walker recognizes someone in a very interesting video and the life he thought he left behind is now closer than ever.

endeavors : august is teaching his roommate how to enjoy sex.

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| tiny series |

↳˗ˏˋhenry cavillˊˎ˗ ↴

spring break baby ✧

confession ✧

three's a crowd ✧

↳˗ˏˋwalter marshallˊˎ˗ ↴

study motivation ✧

car trouble ✧

backstage fun ✧

↳˗ˏˋcaptain syversonˊˎ˗ ↴

sy and his idol gf ❀

↳˗ˏˋaugust walkerˊˎ˗ ↴

a-babygirl-in-august ✧

christmas tree ❀

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| drabbles |

↳˗ˏˋhenry cavillˊˎ˗ ↴

daddy henry cavill ✧

laundry day ✧

the assignment ✧

happy birthday ❀

who is wonderfulmiracles irl? ❀

the third date ❀

she probably can't eat that ❀

seven minutes in heaven ❀

a voice like an angel ❀

↳˗ˏˋwalter marshallˊˎ˗ ↴

made out of porcelain ✧

ice cream ✧

dirty december ✧

the first day of winter ❀

reading is kinda fun ❀

your honor, i fucked my client ✧

sensitive walter ✧

↳˗ˏˋcaptain syversonˊˎ˗ ↴

call me daddy ✧

heat wave ✧

a national treasure: oliebollen ❀

i lost my puppy ❀

from meet cute to something else ❀

out and about ✧

just one more ✧

enough ❀

↳˗ˏˋaugust walkerˊˎ˗ ↴

club owner august walker ✧

back home ✧

mrs. walker ✧

family life ❀

bratty behavior ✧

naked wednesday ✧

daddy, i've been a bad girl ✧

some things never change ✧

august, you can't cook ❀

interesting purchase ✧

a day in the life ✧

a day in the life pt. 2 ✧

a foreign concept ✧

my girls ❀

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#henry cavill #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill fandom #asian ofc #captain syverson #walter marshall #august walker #henry cavill masterlist #keanureevesisbae

[lainiespicewrites]

Coach Sy Part 5

I'm so sorry this took so long!!! Here it is! I feel like this is all over the place but I kind of just wanted to get a feel of them spending a day together. I love it. And I just wanted to give you guys something while I plan more of this out!! Enjoy.

Warnings: Cursing, Smut!! Oral,(f and M receiving), Mentions of sex

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“So are we gonna talk about that?” I asked, shyly. I was lying with my head on Sy’s shoulder absentmindedly drawing shapes on his chest with my fingertips. 

“Talk about what baby?” He met my gaze, raising an eyebrow. My throat went dry and I flushed trying to find the words to describe what just happened. 

“The way we… you were so…I liked it, a lot! But I’ve only ever read about it being like that, and It's so hot but I didn’t think that it was a natural thing and…No one’s ever been like that with me… God, I sound so stupid.” I groaned, pressing my body closer to his and hiding my face against his chest. Logan chuckled. He ran his fingers through my hair, tightening his grip at the back of my head and tugging softly, letting me know to look up at him. I bit my lip and sat up a little, lifting my eyes to meet his. 

“You’re so fuckin cute,” He leaned down and captured my lips in a gentle kiss. “I’m gonna need you to be a little more specific, baby girl,” He smirked. He knew I was embarrassed about saying it. 

“You’re so…in charge and dominant. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s not much different than when you’re coaching.  I just didn’t expect all of that. The spanking and dirty talk, the manhandling,” I blushed. 

“You like me throwing you around like that?” He went back to slowly dragging his fingertips up and down my spine.  I loved this feeling. He was so warm. And he felt safe. Even after how rough and aggressive he was, He was still loving and gentle and kind and caring. I’d never experienced that with anyone else. Like I knew he was going to take care of me. No matter what it takes. And I didn’t feel so shy anymore. 

“Yeah” I spoke finally, and  pressed my lips to his chest and left a trail of kisses up his neck. He groaned softly. “I liked it a lot.” I smirked when I met his eyes again. 

“What’s gotten into you little girl?” He purred, rolling me onto my back and pinning me to the bed. 

“You, Sy. I’m so stuck on you, I can’t figure out what we’re doing but I don’t want this to end.” He was straddling me now. He sat back on his knees and brushed my hair out of my face, giving me a big smile. 

“This is just the beginning baby, and if I’m being honest,” He paused, looking me over and letting his hand trail down my chest resting it on my hip. “I’m planning on forever baby, I’m not going anywhere.” He bit his lip meeting my eyes again. 

“How can you be so sure?” I asked, feeling my insecurities bubble up again. Logan sat for a second, still straddling me, trying to think. God he was trying to find a way to break it to me gently. Of course it was just pillow talk. Just something you say… He probably didn’t mean it and I was being so ridiculous. 

“Some people say when you know you know.” He explained simply. 

“We’ve only been on one date, Logan,” I chuckled. 

“You wanna know when I knew?” He asked, ignoring my last statement. I smiled softly and nodded. “My second  month teaching. I sent you an email, about a girl in my class I was concerned about. I had to be honest with you. I just wasn’t sure how to pick up on signs of mental health and eating disorders and all that. But I knew something wasn’t right. You remember that?” I nodded. I did. It was an everyday thing answering emails about students that teachers wanted to recommend I speak to or may need further help. So I didn’t think much of it. But he asked if he could come down and talk with me about what to look for as far as when they are troubled. Which was so unexpected. I’ve never forgotten it. 

“I knew that day. You cared so much. You were so detailed. But I really knew when we talked about your friends and people you knew. How personal it was to you. We talked so long I was late to practice.  I understood why you were doing your job. I admired you. But from that day on I wanted to know everything about you. I started finding excuses to drop in. Find reasons to see you. Have lunch with you. It took me over a year to get you where I wanted you baby. This isn’t gonna be some temporary thing.” I sniffled softly. I hadn’t realized I was tearing up. Sy leaned down to kiss me softly. 

“You’re not gonna get bored of me?” I asked. He laughed. Literally belly laughed. 

“What’s there to get bored of baby? I love learning about you, and doing things with you and just being with you. Hell no, I’m not gonna get bored of you, Darlin,” He smiled softly and shifted, holding himself up on his arms and kissing my jaw and down my neck.

“Promise?” I bit my lip softly. He looked up and met my gaze and captured my lips again. 

“I promise sugar. You’re the only woman I want, I know I’ve been laying it on kind of heavy but I just think it’s kinda silly to deny ourselves of something, we’re grown, I know how I feel about ya. I don’t need to waste any more time, sugar.” I kissed him again, holding his face as if in my hands. Smiling softly as I pulled away. 

“Sy, I..” I stared up at him but the words got caught in my throat. I felt it, at least I think I did. I just couldn't say it yet. He pressed his lips to my forehead. 

“I know, baby.” He said, then continued to kiss his way down my body. I felt his hands on my thighs as he pushed them apart. 

“Mm, sy, what are you doing?” I asked keeping my eyes on him. He started to kiss my thighs and the bruises he’d left on my hips. 

“You know what I’m doing baby,” He smirked, biting at the inside of my thigh. I arched my back, moaning softly. “Nope, never gonna get bored of that.” He pressed another kiss to my thigh before he pinned my hips down and attacked his lips to my clit licking and sucking relentlessly. 

“My God Sy!” I moaned pulling at the sheets beneath me as he continued his assault on my clit. He shifted lower licking past my folds pushing his tongue inside me lapping at my juices. “Fuck don’t stop!” I felt him grow against me sending vibrations through me bring me closer to the edge. He hooked his arms under my thighs dragging me closer, holding me against his mouth. I was completely at his mercy. I was shaking, and a complete mess as he fucked me with his tongue. I whimpered letting my head hit the pillow when I finally fell apart against his mouth. He drank in all my juices before pulling away with a smirk. He kisses back up my thighs and stomach and kissed my neck before he laid next to me again. 

“How the hell could I ever get bored of that?” He teased. I bit my lips softly trailing my hand down his chest. 

“Okay you’ve proved your point cowboy,” I pressed my palm flat against his stomach feeling  his muscles tense beneath my finger tips as I slowly dragged my hand further down. Logan grabbed my wrist and stopped me. I whined softly and lifted my eyes to meet his. He chuckled. 

“Easy sugar, I’ll gladly let you return the favor another time. But this was about you baby. It ain’t always gotta be 50/50 sometimes I just wanna please my girl.” He pulled me closer, sliding his hand over my hip to squeeze my ass. 

“But,” I started to protest. 

“Shhh  go to sleep, it’s 2 am baby, you need rest,” He smiled and kissed my head softly pulling my thigh over his waist as I laid my head on his chest. “Good girl,” He mumbled. As he rubbed my back softly. God this man was something else. I couldn’t wait to learn everything about him. 

I woke up to the feeling of a cold wet nose against my hand. And… was that a tongue? 

“Aika” I heard Sy call and then whistle, “Come here, leave her be.” The bed shifted as the dog jumped up laying at the end of the bed as Sy walked in the room. “Don’t be difficult.” He said to her, I tried to hide my giggle as he argued with the dog. Who sneezed at him and laid her head down  resting on the bed. “I heard that,” he smirked. I smiled and sat up stretching a bit. 

“Good morning handsome,” He watched me for a moment. Eyes scanning my body as I let the blanket fall to my waist. 

“Morning trouble,” He smiled leaning in the doorway. Standing there in a pair of black sweats, still shirtless, a cup of coffee in hand. He looked so good. I looked down at the beautiful German shepard laying at the end of the bed. 

“So this is the famous Aika,” I smiled and reached out my hand for her to sniff before scratching her ears. He nodded and walked over holding out the coffee for me to take. I accepted the mug and he smiled sitting beside me on the bed. 

“Yeah, looks like she likes you too. She ran right in here after I fed her, jumped right up next to ya on the bed. Where she knows she’s not supposed to be.” He looked at her sternly. She just stared at him and laid her head on his leg. He chuckled. 

“She’s a sweet girl,” I smiled. I took a sip of coffee and sighed content. I scooted closer, cuddling into his side. He grinned and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. 

“Did you sleep well?” He asked. I nodded resting my head on his shoulder. 

“Mhmm, did you?” I asked. 

“Like a baby,” He smirked. We sat like that for a minute. While I drank my coffee and woke up. Finally after a few minutes we got out of bed and he handed me one of his T-shirts to put on. 

“I have clothes Sy,” I giggled softly. 

“I know, I like it when you wear mine.” He pulled me in by my hips and kissed my forehead. I blushed softly. I slipped on his shirt that just barely fell to the top of my thighs. Logan smirked. “Yep, I like this better.” He said as he followed me out of his bedroom.

“You’re staring at my ass aren’t you?” I laughed. 

“Hell yeah!” He chuckled. We walked out to his kitchen. Sy poured me another cup of coffee and offered to make breakfast. I offered to help but he wouldn’t let me. The second I turned to grab something out of the fridge for him he grabbed me by the waist, lifted me up, and sat me on the counter. 

“Sy!” I pouted trying to hide my giggle. 

“Sit still and let me cook for you,” He scolded before he playfully smacked my thigh. 

“Yes, sir,” I mocked, rolling my eyes. He paused letting his eyes roam again, growling low in his chest. My thighs involuntarily clenched and he smirked. Finally he turned to get the eggs out of the fridge. I don’t know what it was about him. Why do we naturally fit so well? Or Why I trust him so much. Everything about him in moments like this feels so …primal. But At the same time he’s so gentle and intelligent and ..strong. So damn strong. Whatever was starting between us. It was like. Electricity. Or Magnetic. There was some kind of pull. I could sense whenever he was close to me. And it set my senses into overdrive. 

We ate breakfast, just some simple eggs, bacon and toast. Sy let Aika back out to run around the land. She has a doggy door and just comes and goes as she pleases. That makes perfect sense for them. Very low maintenance. Both of them come around to check on each other every now and then. It’s cute honestly. 

“I think I’m gonna shower,” I said when we’d finished breakfast and finished cleaning up the kitchen. I rested my hand on his chest and looked up at him, I could see the mischief in his eyes. 

“You want company?” he smiled softly. I chuckled. 

“Are you gonna behave yourself?” I raised an eyebrow. He just laughed and shook his head. 

“You know I’m not, Sugar.” I rolled my eyes. 

“Come on cowboy,”

As desperately as I wanted him I couldn’t handle anymore after last night. He made sure of it. I turned back just in time to catch his smirk when he saw the slight limp I was walking with. Sly bastard. But, him, I would gladly take care of.

I sank to my knees in front of him in the shower. He smiled down at me brushing my hair back. “You sure about this darlin?” He lifted my chin to look him in the eyes “I don’t wanna hurt ya.”  He said brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. 

“Mmhmm, you promised I could return the favor, and you had no problem being rough with me last night,” I smirked. He growled softly and grabbed my jaw 

“I can’t promise I can control myself baby, can you handle me fucking your little throat sugar?” He had no shame. He stared right and my eyes with that cocky smirk on his face. This man drips confidence. The things I’ve done with him in the last 2 weeks I never knew I would do. But I loved it.  I reached up wrapping my hand around him pumping slowly. He groaned resting his head against the tile. I licked up his length slowly before I took him completely in my mouth I held eye contact and answered him. 

“Don’t hold back, Daddy,” Before finally wrapping my lips around him and taking him all the way to the back of my throat. I started to bob my head slowly. I watched his face and saw something hungry flash in his eyes at my words. He tangled his fingers in my hair pulling it back away from my face and holding it in a ponytail. He started to guide me on his cock moving me faster and pushing himself further down the back of my throat. He moaned cursing, feeling me gag around his head. 

“That’s a good girl. Fuck you take it so well.” He moaned. I pulled back gasping for air. And smiled. 

“That all you got? “ The shower was hitting his chest and flowing down down his abs. He looked like a God from this angle. 

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” His eyes were soft as they held my gaze I gripped his and bit my lip. 

“I trust you Logan, “ That was all it took. He was guiding me back on to his cock and holding my head still. I twirled my tongue around the head and moaned around him and he pulled my hair softy. 

“Fuckin tease. Hold still darlin, Gonna fuck that pretty face.” I hummed sending vibrations around him and tugged at my hair harder. I met his eyes again and he smiled. “That’s my good girl, you like when you I take charge don’t ya?” He moaned and started thrusting into my mouth. His cock hitting the back of my throat everytime. I knew he was enjoying this. I slid my hands up to his stomach and felt his muscles tense under my fingers. He had his eyes closed his head tilted back agaisnt the shower wall and his jaw was slack. I loved making him feel good like this. He didn’t let me take care of him often. I moaned around him he pushed me down further holding me down taking him down my throat. I tried as hard as I could to swallow around him as he held me down. I felt tears stinging around my eyes as he let up and and I pulled back to take a breath coughing hard. “Fuck are you..?”

 I didn’t let him finish his sentence before I had him back in my mouth bobbing my head teasing him with my tongue. He groaned loudly tightening his grip in my hair. “That’s it baby don’t stop.”  He was close. He held me still again thrusting into my mouth erratically. He growled gritting his teeth. “Fuck yes,” he moaned as he released in my mouth. I swallowed it all licking him clean. He shuttered and shook his head with a chuckle before extending his hand to help me back to my feet. He held me close to his while he caught his breath. 

“Was that good?” I bit my looking down at the shower floor. He lifted my chin kissing me passionately. 

“Jesus, baby you are, full of surprises,” He smiled. “Fuckin Incredible.” 

We finished our shower and got dressed for the day. But we’ren’t in a hurry to go anywhere in particular. We stayed cuddled up on his couch all afternoon. Watching some old movies. We talked a bit about nothing in particular. Getting to know each other some more. Although it felt like we already did. This felt really normal. 

“Do you wanna take Aika for a walk with me?” He asked. I think it was almost 5 or 6 o’clock now. I nodded. 

“I’d love that,” I said. He called her in and got her on a leash and we set out down the road. 

“Can I be honest with ya?” He said as we started to walk. 

“Of course you can,” I smiled. 

“This has been one of the best days I’ve had in a long time.” He said. I stopped walking for a moment. 

“But we haven’t really, done anything.” I said. He smiled and took my hand in his and lead me to keep walking with him. 

“I know, but I got to spend good quality time with the woman I care about. That’s all I need.” He squeezed my hand softly. I met his eyes again. 

“I really enjoyed this too. I’m kind of sad that you’ll have to take me home sometime soon.” I admitted. 

“No I don’t,” He stated. “I don’t have anything going on this weekend. I ain’t in no hurry to get you out of here.” 

“No?” I asked “What are you trying to say Sy?” 

“Stay the rest of the weekend with me.” He smiled pulling me closer. I squeezed his hand blushing slightly. 

“Answer something for me first,” I said. 

“Anything,” He said. 

“Are we together now? Am I your girlfriend, I know it’s kind of fast we’ve only been on one date, but the way we’ve been talking. It just seemed like that’s what you’ve been trying to say and..” 

He kissed me softly on the lips. 

“Sugar, I thought I ….Maybe I wasn’t completely clear.” He chuckled. “I want you as long as you’ll have me baby. You’re mine. I wanna take you everywhere with me. Stay with me this weekend?” I smiled and nodded. 

“Yeah, I will” I smiled. He kissed me again and we continued our walk. Back at the house we settled in on the couch again. Cuddled up for another movie. “How are we gonna do this at work, Keep our hands to ourselves, behave?” I chuckled. 

“It’s not like people aren’t expecting it.” He laughed.  I raised an eyebrow. 

“Am I really the only one that didn’t know how you felt all this time?” I asked. 

“I mean… The boys know baby…” He chuckled. I groaned. 

“I’m sorry baby.” I blushed realizing what I said. 

“I’m not, I got you now. I’m not complaining.” We finished our movie and I stretched yawning.  “Tired?”  I nodded. “Come on sweet pea. Lets go to bed.”

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@summersong69 @carrie80reads @identity2212 @caramariehurst @redheadrouge @warriormirkwood @kingliam @gummydummy19 @deandoesthingstome @starfirewildheart @foxyjwls007

#captain syverson #henry cavill #henry cavill smut #fanfic writing #captain syverson smut #captain syverson x ofc #fanfiction #henry cavil x reader #august walker #august walker fanfiction #henry cavill fanfic #mike hellraiser #enola holmes #sherlock holmes #clark kent smut #clark kent #coach sy #Coach syverson #football coach fanfic

[littlefreya]

Omfg i just read feral collision and it was amazing. I need a series of this

Thank you! There is a part two 😇

#coach Sy #coach!sy #captain syverson #captain syverson x reader #feral collision #Henry Cavill #henry cavill x reader #captain syverson fanfiction

[cillianwilder]

What was Henry Cavill's Superman Workout?

We all know Geralt of Rivia was ripped, but...

Before that, he was Superman. Henry Cavill's most physically demanding role when it came to working out was the Man of Steel.

Learn what his workout required and use this custom kettlebell routine to gain muscle. Watch an in-depth video about what Cavill went through during his fitness coaching regimen.

#man of steel #superman #henry cavill #workout #fitness #kettlebell #success

[ranveer--singh]

The nights are tasteless without you: part 5 ~ Ari Levinson fic

A/N - This is my first proper multiple chapter story which came to me while watching a Bollywood movie. It is set in Mumbai India where Ari is a professor at a university meets a person of colour - Marathi girl at the train station. There will be other Chris Evans characters as professors and Henry Cavill   characters as professors  

Warning: Please read this before reading the story. 18+, smut, sex… etc

Ari was going to Andy's birthday dinner which was held at the Taj. He was nervous about meeting Andy's friends and trying to make conversation with them. He was told some of the teachers from the university would be coming. 

He quickly got ready, grabbing the gift he got Andy with Maddy's help. It was a nice fountain pen for all the documents he had to sign. Ari grabbed his phone and keys hearing the taxi horn signaling his ride is here. 

Arriving at the Taj, Ari was greeted by Andy who wanted to make him feel welcome. They hugged, Ari giving him his gift before walking inside. 

Andy introduces him to the few teachers that have already arrived, Steve Rogers the boxing coach, Frank Adler the Philosophy professor, Syverson the mechanics professor and Clark Kent the Journalism professor. They all shook his hand, Syverson went to get Ari a beer - Kingfisher. 

"Here you go Ari," Syverson said with a southern accent. 

"Thanks man, what do you teach," Ari said looking at Syverson built figure and felt a little intimidated. 

"I teach mechanics, showing people how to get their hands dirty," he says, winking at Ari. 

"Don't mind him, he is already in the party mood," Andy said, taking Ari to meet Steve. Steve was also very built but friendly to talk to. They enjoyed a good conversation about how spicy the food was in Mumbai.

After meeting half the teachers and downing 5 bottles of beer, August and Lloyd strutted inside with sunglasses on.  

"Who are they, they look like they are from the mafia," Ari said, making Steve and Andy chuckle. 

"Ari, August is the one in the brown suit, he is a motor designing professor, and Lloyd in those ever so tight pants is the head of the IT department. Colin over there in the black suit is the cyber security professor, Jenson in the loud shirt is the web design professor and Ransom in the brown jacket is a coding professor," Andy said, handing Ari and Steve another beer. 

Ari looked at them both and smiled, they looked intimidating but he focused his time on the few people he enjoyed talking to, which was Andy, Steve, Colin,  and Clark. Music came on and everyone was dancing, lifting Andy and throwing him up in the air. 

Everyone was having fun, dancing to bhangra and Bollywood music. It was 12am, Ari was drunk out of his mind and without looking drunk called Maddy. 

"Hello Ari, hello. Everything ok," she said, concerned as to why he called her at 12 in the morning.

"I really really like you Maddy," he slurred, taking a swig of his beer. 

"I like you Ari, but you're drunk. Please be careful and safe, text me when you reach home. He hummed and hung up and put the phone away grabbing some beer. 

It was 2am when Steve offered to drop him home as he only had two beers 4 hours ago. August and Jenson carried Ari into the back seat of the car. 

"Maddy," he moaned as August tried to put the seat belt on him. The three men looked at one another and then laughed. Steve got Ari's address from Andy and was able to drive him back home. 

Ari's phone kept ringing, the song mamma mia was his ringtone making Jenson sing along to it. The phone stopped ringing and then rang again making August annoyed. 

August grabbed the phone out of his jacket and moaned at the candid photo of the girl calling. He pressed the answer button and said, 

"Hello sweetheart," he said biting his lip, 

"Who you calling sweetheart, can I speak to Ari," Maddy said annoyed. 

"Sweetheart, Ari is occupied," August said, opening the camera app and taking a picture of Ari asleep. He sends it to Maddy who gasps, not liking the behavior of the guy on the phone. She hangs up and is now very worried about Ari and hopes he is safe. 

Maddy keeps calling every 15 minutes to check up on Ari. August was flirting with her, making Maddy annoyed, hoping Ari is ok. The next time she calls, Jenson takes the phone and speaks to her. 

"Hello," Jenson said softly, still singing a song while talking to Maddy. 

"Oh you're not the idiot who spoke to me last, I didn't like the way he flirted with me. Can you please make sure Ari is ok and gets home safe, I'm worried about him, he is new in Mumbai," she said, her voice dropping a notch. Her crush for Ari was growing and maybe one day she will get to ask him out for filter coffee. 

"No worries, dost, we have Mr Responsable Steve driving, and he will get Ari home safely," Jenson said, smiling at Steve.

"Yes, ma'am, I will take care of your husband," Steve says as the call is on speaker. Before answering, the call got cut, and she wondered why Ari had told them they were married.

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