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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔

this is the last part of motherly instincts, I hope you enjoy.

summary - you found your happiness.

warning - slight asshole steve and threats.

the gif I use isn't mine, headers aren’t mine.

part 1 - part 2

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

You were happy, beyond happy. You didn’t know if you would find someone after Steve, but you did; he had stumbled into your life. Literally, you had been walking out of your local coffee shop, and this man had bumped into you, causing your things to go flying, and he had begun to apologise profusely, buying you another. Which leads you to now, you are currently cuddled into his side. After a year of getting to know him, going on dates and another two years of being together, you had found your one.

You had traced his jawline as he slept, your heart fluttering as a small smile graced his lips. You felt as if you could live in that moment forever, the moment between your finger brushing his skin and the smile appearing. It was soft and simple, but it felt like everything. In that moment, you felt beautiful. Not because you actually were, but because even while he was asleep, your touch could cause a smile, and that was more than enough for you. Clark hums, his eyes fluttering open and connecting with yours. “Are you good there, darlin’?”

You smile, nodding softly before leaning down and pressing your lips against his. “Yeah, I think I am handsome.” You stroke his cheek, staring into his bright blue eyes. “You know, you look gorgeous when you sleep.” He laughs loudly, rolling you over and leaning above you.

“Yeah?” You hum and nod. He brings you into a kiss, “Well, I guess you’ve never seen yourself asleep then because you are the most beautiful woman I’ve seen.” Your cheeks warm before watching as he slowly lowers down, pressing a kiss onto your stomach. “And when this little jellybean is born, she’ll be as beautiful as her mother.”

Your fingers run through his hair, smiling down at him. “Clark!” He looks up at you, and you smile. “Come up here.” You pout, smiling as he locks lips with you. You pull back and groan. “I just remembered that we have to go to the compound today.” You did know Clark’s secret, I mean. You were having his child. Of course, you knew he was Superman. “Do we really have to go?”

Clark chuckles, stroking your cheek. “Yeah, darlin’, we have to go. But don’t worry. I’m going to be there with you.” He begins to pamper you with kisses. “Plus, don’t you think it’s time we told them? They are your friends, after all.”

You hum. “I suppose, but you know who will be there.”

Clark raises his brow. “Voldemort will be there?”

You whack him, breaking out into laughter. “No, you dumbass.” You interrupt yourself with more laughing, tears being brought to your eyes. “Oh my god, we were just having a moment.” Clark smiles, happy to see your smile and hear your laugh. “You know who I’m talking about.” Your smile slowly slips off your face, knowing you’d probably be running into your ex.

Clark nods, cupping your cheek. “I know, darlin’. But he doesn’t matter anymore. A man that leaves you is stupid.”

After your touching conversation, you and Clark got up and prepared for the day. You dressed in a simple but pretty sundress that showed off your bump. Clark, unable to keep his hands off you, holds you close as you head out to the car and begin to drive to the place you used to call home. Your hand grips your fiancee, slowly exiting the car and smiling when the team greets you, pulling you into hugs and congratulating you on the baby.

You smile as they get along with Clark, happy to see them together, but then the happiness disappears when he enters the room, a new woman on his arm. Clark’s arm wraps around your waist, and Steve frowns, noticing that and your bump. The woman beside him nuzzles closer, glaring at you. Clark clears his throat and smiles, putting his hand out. “Hi, I’m Clark.”

Steve puts his hand in his, and by the looks of it, you think that he might be trying to squeeze Clark’s hand. But winces when Clark does it instead. “I’m Steve. I’m guessing you are her latest? What sad fool agrees to be with a woman and another man’s child?”

A frown appears on Clark’s face, and Steve groans when he continues to squash his hand. Clark leans closer, a dark look in his eyes. “You ever talk about my fiancee and child like that again, and I’ll kill you, understand?” Steve opens his mouth, ready to argue, when he notices Clark isn’t messing around. His mouth closes, gulping before he nods quickly. A smile forms back on Clark’s face. Letting go of Steve’s hand and pulling you close, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

The day goes by, and you ignore Steve, too busy focusing on your friends and man to care about someone in your past. You smile as you watch Clark before his eyes find yours, and leans close. “I love you, darlin’.”

You lean up and kiss his lips, “I love you too, honey.”

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peyton-warren · 1 year

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As I love to keep you occupied 😁

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⛑ - Some tender first-aid with Walter Marshall

Arresting and Arrested

Characters: Walter Marshall, OFC, random thugs Fandoms: Night Hunter, Henry Cavill characters Word count: 277 Type: angsty, fluffy. Warning: 18+. Minors DNI. Injury, blood, comfort, vague hints of torture. Summary: Walter receives comfort from a suprising source. Author's Note: @geralts-yenn is to blame for this. She sent me ask from this as game if you would like to play too. Thank you to @adulting-sucks, @ronearoundblindly and @sarahdonald87 for the beta. Let me know if you'd like to see another part to this, there may be one in the works. Ask Box: Open Masterlist

“Who are you?” Walter pushed out between ruptured lips, his lungs barely holding enough air to breathe as his likely broken ribs screamed.

The young woman with stringy, dirty hair just silently shook her head at him, laying a finger to her lips as she continued dabbing at the cut over Walter’s eyebrow. Walter peered at her through the eye that could still open, wondering who she was, what she had to do with the man who had orchestrated his kidnapping, and why she was giving him tender first aid in what he assumed was a warehouse. Was she a prisoner or somehow part of this trafficking ring Walter had been trying to bust for almost a year? She didn’t seem to be a willing participant in any of this.

She smiled softly as she looked through her bag at her hip, selecting something else to help stop the blood and clean him up. Pulling out a small tube, she placed a dab of ointment on her finger. Getting to her feet, she leaned forward, her face looking up at him where he hung from the ceiling. He felt her breath on his bruised cheek as she delicately daubed the ointment over the split on his lower lip.

“Thank you,” he tried softly, his brow puckering at the pain.

Her smile was brief as suddenly there was the return of foot falls, at least three men, headed back in their direction. Stuffing her bag again quickly, she squeezed his calf before dashing off into the silent shadows just before the men rounded the corner, the biggest brute of them smiling wide at Walter before flexing his fists.

Follow up here.

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henrycavillobsessed · 2 years

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The Dark Side Of Me - Part Three

AU Henry Cavill (Detective!Henry) x female reader

Words: 1,872

TW/CW: Angst/anger. Mentions of pregnancy/miscarriage/harm to babies. Trying for a baby. Violence/blood/mentions of injury. Bad langauge. Hospitals. Nightmares/panic attacks/mental health/therapy.

Summary: Henry finally catches up with Kingsley Archer, the man who nearly took everything from him. The trauma of the attack takes it toll on you.

Notes: I really am sorry it’s taken so long for me to finish this! Life got in the way and writers block really was a thing with this one! However saying that I’m proud I’ve finally finshed my first Henry AU fic and I really hope you enjoy it as much as part one and two!

Part one is here and part two is here

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Sunlight filtered in through the open window, bringing with it a slight breeze and the morning chorus of birds that softly woke me. Stretching, I rolled over to see Henry’s side of the bed was empty; I frowned slightly. Always working, I thought to myself, that man is always working… I eased myself out of bed, slightly surprised by how difficult this basic motion was, and looking down I saw… a bump? A baby bump?

“Good morning, my love,” I heard his voice then, and I looked at him in panic as he entered our bedroom.

“Henry? What’s going on? What’s happening to me?” I fretted to him, but he didn’t seem to hear me.

“How are my two favourite girls today?” Henry smiled his crooked smile, my favourite smile, and he bent down to gently pull me up off of the bed and lead me towards our mirrored wardrobe.

“Henry, what do you mean? What’s wrong with you? I-“ My words choked off in a gasp.

In the mirror, Henry stood behind me, his head bent to rest on my shoulder, his smile now serene as he looked down towards his hands which were tenderly cradling my stomach, my stomach which was straining against my silk pyjama top, and all of a sudden I remembered, and a huge wave of love crashed over me, overwhelming me, and I felt tears of happiness spill from my eyes and down my cheeks…

“Oh, yes… yes! This is our daughter inside of me, isn’t it?” I looked up to meet Henry’s eyes in the mirror, and he nodded. I laughed joyfully once through my tears. “How could I have forgotten! Oh, Henry!”

Then… pain. I was once again confused, as I felt Henry’s hands tense, harder, then harder still as they crushed my stomach, began to crush our baby…

“Henry, stop! What are you doing?” I screamed, looking back up at him in the mirror, desperately.

But Henry wasn’t there. In his place, a man wearing a dark tracksuit stood behind me now, and as I watched his mouth, hidden in the shadow of a cap pulled low over his face, split into a menacing grin, and then the worst pain shocked through me, and my eyes shot down to the fire and I saw it, the handle of a knife sticking out from my abdomen, dark blood flowing steadily from where the blade had entered and I screamed and I screamed and I screamed.

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“You fucking cunt!” Kingsley Archer screamed as he wrenched his head back up from the table; blood gushed from his nose in a torrent, his cuffed hands making him unable to stem it. “You will fucking pay-“

BAM. His face once again met the metal table, and this time Henry held Archer there.

“I thought I said that I was going to be doing the talking?” he growled in his prisoner’s ear.

Archer moaned, the sound muffled and gurgled as the blood dripped into his mouth. Henry increased the pressure, mashing Archer’s face against the unforgiving surface and he was satisfied to hear the wet crunching that meant the asshole’s nose was breaking further. Yet still Archer wouldn’t cease his whining.

“Look mate, I wouldn’t have gone for her if I’d known it was your missus!”

Henry stilled behind him, fury ice cold in his heart. He bent down, slowly, sinisterly, and his voice was barely a whisper next to Archer’s face. “But it was my missus, Kingsley. And do you know what else? She. Was. Pregnant.”

And with that, the fury unleashed itself. Roaring, Henry seized Archer’s shoulders and using all his strength he wrenched him away from the stainless steel table, the cuffs attached to his arms coming free, and Archer smashed into the mirror behind him, shattering it with his head; blood dripped as he fell down to the floor, groaning, finally lost for words. Henry was upon him then, raining down punch upon punch, each blow punctured with a strangled cry, furious tears burning down his face.

“She was PREGNANT you fucking cunt! PREGNANT! You killed our baby! You nearly killed HER! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!” Henry raged, and in that moment he knew his words were true, coming from a dark side of him, one he knew existed somewhere inside but had never wanted to meet, yet now he welcomed it, let this dark version come forth, because hurting Archer was never going to be enough, he needed him dead, wasn’t going to stop until he was dead...

“Henry! Henry, stop! That’s enough!” Suddenly Henry felt a pair of arms dragging him away; he struggled against them.

“NO!” he roared. “Not yet!”

James Brook’s face came into view through the black haze in Henry’s mind. “Henry, stop. This isn’t you. Stop.”

Brooks’s words finally got through to Henry and panting heavily, he obeyed, all of sudden feeling weak and spent. Angrily he wiped away the tears on his face with bloody hands, and he looked down at the mess that was Kingsley Archer. He was still alive, but barely, and amongst the lacerations and bruises on his face one eye was swollen shut, blood oozing slowly from the socket. Henry felt no regret for what he had done, instead spitting on him before storming from the holding cell.

“I hope you rot, you piece of shit,” were his last words to the animal that had nearly cost him everything, as the door slammed shut behind him.

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I wasn’t sleeping when Henry walked into my hospital room; the remnants of my nightmare still haunted me and I was terrified to close my eyes again, instead I sat bolt upright in my bed, holding on to the call button, fear leaving a sheen on my skin as I imagined the man with the cap low on his face entering, coming back to finish the job...

I was so pent up that when the door opened I screamed.

“Ssh, ssh, Y/N, it’s me, it’s Henry! It’s okay, I’m here, I’m here...” Henry rushed to my side and I clung to him, sobbing out the panic, taking comfort in his solid presence, his scent surrounding me, reminding me of safety, my Henry the detective superintendent, my protector...

As my cried subsided and my breathing returned to a normal pace, I shakily looked up at my husband’s face. He looked like hell, dark purple shadows under his eyes, curls sticking up in every direction, and looking down I saw his hands, red raw and bloodied. Alarm coursed through me.

“You found him.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yes.”

“Is he- Is he dead?”

“No.”

“But you got him?”

“I got him, baby. He won’t hurt you ever again.”

I cried again then. Relief that my attacker had seemingly paid his debt was coursing through me, although concern rose up underneath it.

“Are you okay though, Henry? Your poor hands...”

He laughed once, humourlessly. “I’m fine, my love, please don’t worry about me.”

“What about your job? Surely this is going to have made an impact.” I asked worryingly and Henry sighed.

“My beautiful wife, I think it’s time I left the police force. It’s been a long time coming, and this whole... situation, it’s made me realise what’s important. I’ve spent so long protecting others, when in reality I should have been protecting you. My job made you vulnerable and I will never, ever forgive myself...” He took a deep breath and continued. “Tonight I met a part of me I never want to meet again. It’s time we moved out of the city and took some time to focus on what really matters- each other. And perhaps, when you’re ready, we can try again for... for a...” his words trailed off as tears pricked his eyes and my heart broke for him.

He held me close as we both cried, cried for the horror we’d both experienced, and the loss. We held each other wordlessly until long after the sun had come up, only pulling apart when a nurse came in to see to my dressings, and even then I kept him in my sight.

“I’d like that, you know,” I said to him finally.

“Like what, my darling?”

“To move away, to the country. Kal would too,” I smiled for what seemed like the first time in an eternity and was buoyed when Henry returned it.

“Then that’s what we shall do,” he said, taking my hand and pulling it to his lips, kissing it gently. “That’s what we shall do.”

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18 months later...

In a cottage in the woods, the wind whipped through the dark trees menacingly, and screeched as it rattled the window frames and shadows danced in the thickness of the trees. In your king sized bed in the master bedroom upstairs, Henry looked down at you worriedly as you tossed and turned, moaning softly as sweat shining on your forehead. Suddenly you woke with a scream, eyes darting around in a panic, breath coming out in pants.

Henry reached out to you, and held you as you calmed down. It might have been a year and a half since the attack but you still suffered with nightmares and panic attacks. The therapist that you saw said this was to be expected, although you were making good progress with your sessions, and Henry of course did everything he could to help. He had plenty of time to be with you now he’d left the force, in fact he hated to be away from you even for a moment, hence why he’d taken a working from home job doing admin work for a security company. It was a pay cut, true, but totally worth it when it came to your mental health and safety.

Kal whined softly at the end of the bed, his nose resting on the duvet as he looked at you balefully. “Come on, boy,” you whispered and the akita jumped up. You cuddled into him gratefully and Henry’s heart was full looking at the two of you, grateful you had each other. There was still no sign of a baby in your lives although both you and Henry had spoken about it, and were tentatively beginning to try again. For now though, the big bear of a dog was doing a fine job of being both companion and child.

“I dreamt... I dreamt he was there again, waiting for me...” you spoke quietly after a while.

“I know, baby. I know it feels so real, but he will never find you or hurt you again,” Henry said, pulling you close. “I promise.”

You snuggled in closer to him. “That storm is getting bad out there, isn’t it?” you shuddered as the wind rattled the windows again and rain began to pelt down against them.

“Yep. But it’s nice and warm and safe in here, baby. Go back to sleep,” Henry replied, humming softly until your eyes fluttered shut and your breathing evened out once again.

Outside, lightning flashed through the sky, illuminating the trees, and a shadow skulked back to the darkness, a shadow with a cap pulled low over its face, and a glint of silver in its hand...

The end.

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sarahrogersevans · 1 year

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Totally Safe- Henry Cavil xreader fan fic

Summary: Reader has a nightmare and Henry their boyfriend is there to comfort them and reassure that they’re safe and Henry plans a really relaxing day for them both.

Warnings: mentions of a nightmare, mentions of a panic attack, angst, fluff, soft Henry, comfort fluff, let me know if I miss anything

(Y/N’s POV)

Woke up out of nowhere from a nightmare and laid there for a minute trying to catch my breath and then I saw my boyfriend laying next to me and I went closer to him and cuddled by Henry trying to relax. Henry noticed I was awake and looked upset and he wrapped his arms around me holding me close & noticed I was shaking. Henry kissed the top of my head and said “hey Y/N you’re shaking, did you have a nightmare?” I cried and said “yea a really bad one, my stomach really hurts Hen..” Henry hugged me tighter and said “hey hey you’re totally safe my love try and take nice deep breaths ok? I got you.”

I closed my eyes and took a few slow deep breaths while Henry rubbed my back and I felt a lot better after a few minutes and Henry smiled at me and said “there you go good girl, that feel better my love?” I nodded and then laid on my boyfriends’ chest while he had his arms around me and we just cuddled in bed for a little while. Henry smiled at me and I blushed and said “what? What is it bear?” He kissed the top of my head and said “you’re so beautiful Y/N I love you.” I smiled and leaned in to kiss him and said “I love you too Bear.” Henry and I got out of bed and Henry said “so Y/N what do you think about going out on the town for the day taking a day to go downtown to enjoy the beautiful fall weather?” I still felt like crap but I loved how Henry would make plans for us and I got excited and said “I would love that, it’s a wonderful idea Hen.” Henry knows about my nightmares and always tries to have a nice day planned for after I have one and I loved that he did that.

(Henry’s POV)

I hate seeing Y/N deal with nightmares it hurts me to see her in pain and terrified, I always like trying to have something relaxing and fun planned for her so it takes her mind off of it and being able to help her through it. Y/N and I both got dressed and ate breakfast and so did Kal and then Y/N and I headed out to town and walked around and whenever I noticed Y/N getting overwhelmed I would hold her hand and she would smile and squeeze my hand gently and she came closer to me and I wrapped my arm around her and said “I’m here pup you’re totally safe my love.”

I saw there was a restaurant facing the river and we stopped for lunch and we sat outside and Y/N smiled at the river flowing by and she said “wow! This spot is beautiful I’m glad you found this place Henry.” I smiled at her admiring how beautiful my girl was and I said “yes me too I thought you would like it, I had such a good time with you today Y/N.” Y/N blushed and took my hand in hers and said “yea so did I bear thank you for helping me get out today this is exactly what I needed and I’m just really glad you’re here with me I love you so much Henry.” I’m so proud of this woman she is so strong and no matter what she goes through she comes out so much stronger. I kissed her hand and said “darling I love you twice as more you are my everything, wanna go home and cuddle with binge watching friends and some snacks?” Y/N’s smile was so big and she said “you know me so well Bear, yes that sounds great.”

(Y/N’s POV)

Henry and I got home and Kal came running up to greet us and I knelt down to pet him and said “hey Kal hey sweetie I missed ya!” Henry petted Kal too and said “why don’t you go get Friends set up and I will go get the snacks hmm?” I nodded at him and got up to get the DVD’s from the bookshelf and got the disc in to the DVD player and Henry came over to me and pulled me into a hug and said “how are you feeling pup? Need anything?” I smiled up at him and said “I’m doing ok, I only need you Henry and Kal, as long as I have you both I’ll be ok.” He hugged me closer and kissed the top of my head and said “we’re here sweet girl I promise you, you are totally safe ok? I got you I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Henry and I sat down after he grabbed the snacks and I cuddled up him and Kal in between us and we laughed while watching friends and my body totally relaxed while I’m watching friends & Henry has his arm around me and it felt so good to wind down with no overwhelming thoughts for a while since I was focusing on the show and being with the love of my life. An hour later I started yawning a bit and Henry looked at me and said “getting sleepy puppy?” I shook my head no shyly and said “no I’m good, not tired.” Henry knew I was tired and said “try and close your eyes Y/N “I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere.” I said “no.. I’m scared about sleeping again Bear.. I wanna keep watching Friends.” Henry understood and said “alright pup but you need to rest at somepoint ok? How about we watch the rest of the disc and then we try and sleep and keep Friends in the background deal?” I smiled and said “ok bear deal, thank you.” Henry kissed me and said “anything for you baby.” We watched the rest of the disc and Henry got up to put the next one in and I started to close my eyes and I could still hear friends going in the background and I was finally able to go to sleep without any nightmares the first time in a while and I felt totally safe in my boyfriends’ arms.

I thought the idea for this one was really sweet and fluffy 🥹😊🤍🤍 nightmares are awful 😭 I had one recently and really needed a fluff comfort fic, hope you all enjoy xx♥️

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charlotte-wolfe · 8 months

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Hi I’m Charlotte 🎀

I make smut, fluff, angst etc.

People I write about :

Ryan gosling

Chris Hemsworth

Ezra Miller

Aaron Taylor-Johnson

Henry Cavill

Cillian Murphy

Penn Badgley

Paul Dano

Miguel O’Hara

Colin Farrell

Evan Peters

Oscar Isaac

Taron Edgerton

Robert Pattinson

Jake Gyllenhaal

Chris Evans

Brad Pitt

Keanu Reeves

Simu Liu

Chase Stokes

Christian Bale

Pedro Pascal

Mads Mikkelsen

If you don’t see anyone you want to see for a fan fic you can just go in my asks 🌸

I do mainly write for men but you can ask for women too 🪷

Kinks i write :

Cumming

Screaming

Gearfetish

Slapping / spanking

Squirting

Maskfetish

Blowjobs / handjobs

Masturbating

Phone sex

Moaning / whimpering

Etc.

I do have more I just need to remember them

Thank you so much for hanging out! 🌷

My master list is coming soon 💋

My first fan fic will be of Aaron Taylor-Johnson

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river-bottom-nightmare · 2 months

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For the dc fandom asks, 1, 2 and 3 pleaseee

hello babe!!! ty so much for the ask!

1: list 3 positive things about your current fandoms:

depending on the day this could be positive or negative but i lovvvee how there's so many different niches in the dc fandom due to it's rather sprawling nature. like if i'm feeling particularly yj one week, there's a whole bunch of dedicated yj fans with specific yj fic recs and fanart and the whole nine yards. if i want a whole bunch of dick grayson positivity, i know exactly which blogs to go to! if i want very specifically batfleck and henry cavill superman superbat stuff—well i'm guaranteed to find some people who love that stuff. there's a bunch of content for every aspect of the fandom, and i adore that

i love how many genres the dc fandom encompasses. there's cute fluff, there's hardcore nothing but angst, there's weird gothic horror, there's sci-fi, there's romance, there's pure meta, there's just smut. it's a fandom that has a little bit of everything

finally, i love the people in the fandom who go out of their way to write long metas with specific comic panels and in-depth character analysis. it's what really helps me understand comic timelines i haven't read and characters i don't know much about. a huge shoutout to all of them!

2: a headcanon you weren't sure about at first but have come to like: lmaooooo tim being besties with all his exes. like i'm not usually a fan of the whole "staying friends with your exes" trope but the pure comedy that brings up with steph especially, but all his civilian supporting cast is top tier.

3: a character that fandom has helped you appreciate: harvey dent!! before fandom, i truly did not appreciate just how important to the batman mythos he was, and how many different ways his character can play into both bruce and dick's overall story arcs. such a banger character, i'm sad he isn't used in canon as often as he should be.

#ask game #dc

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andsheloved · 2 years

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one shots

falling - when your safety is threatened, geralt realizes how much you mean to him. (f!reader) (angst & fluff)

petal - geralt was never a man of many words, so he does what he can to show how he feels for you. (f!reader) (fluff)

blue - when he finally escapes from a world that only wants him for his abilities, he expects to run for the rest of his life with his only worries to be monsters and mead until his final days. but now everything looks different, now that he's seen you. (runaway!au) (f!reader) (fluff & angst)

drabbles

after geralt jumps at the chance to defend you, you begin to wonder if his fondness for you runs deeper than just friendship. (gn!reader) (fluff & hurt/comfort)

headcannons

geralt + hugs (gn!reader) (fluff & minor angst)

tags

soft thoughts

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sweetdreamsofgelato · 3 years

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Kiss Me, Mr Cavill

(gif from google. If it’s yours, let me know so I can credit.)

Pairing: Henry x Reader (you)

Rating: E for Everyone

Word Count: 2232

Warnings/Content: RPF; Sugary unapologetic fluffy emotions (who needs teeth, amirite?), very mild angst, Kal being Kal.

A/N:

This is a drabble-turned-one shot (I've no self-control. Zero. Zip. Nada.) as requested by @lancsnerd for winning my little game. I hope you love it!

Unbeta-ed. All mistakes are my own.

Reposting my works on any other sites or platforms is strictly prohibited (my official AO3 is linked in my master list). Likes, comments, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated.

Perhaps he was just old-fashioned, or maybe he’d finally crossed the threshold from old-fashioned to “just plain old”, but digital-age dating never did it for him. There was an undeniable convenience to it, he’d admitted, especially for someone who suffered a ruthlessly demanding schedule as he did. Sadly, the whole process felt completely inorganic. Hollow, in a way, and the fact that Henry even categorised it as a process was telling in and of itself. Going cross-eyed swiping through profiles that read more like resumes and stumbling through an endless rotation of awkward first dates rife with meaningless niceties and crushing anxiety was more a chore than anything else.

The conveyor belt buffet approach merely fed his impatience and did absolutely nothing for his heart and soul. So when Henry happened upon you that fateful morning, in what resulted in—in his humble opinion—a meet-cute to end all meet-cutes, it was a beacon of hope for he who’d all but given up on such things.

Kal awoke early and in desperate need to burn off a mischievous mood, so man and hound slipped out while the slowly waking city was still draped in early morning mist. The sun was low on the horizon, golden streaks only just starting to warm the sky. It didn’t take long for Kal to figure out where they were going, and down street after street he tugged incessantly against his lead, completely ignoring any attempts to bring him to heel. Henry’s breath came in hurried puffs with the effort to keep up; he didn’t normally like taking Kal to the park when he was this unruly, but being as early in the day as it was, he hoped there would be a large deserted space where Kal could thoroughly tire himself.

They stepped through the entry gate to the park, the aged wrought iron hinges creaking loudly in protest, and Kal’s nose immediately dropped to the ground, excitedly snuffling along on his hunt for the most intriguing scents. The second there was any slack in his lead he pulled, zigzagging back and forth as they walked along the deserted footpath.

“This way, Kal,” Henry said, twitching the lead to the right and in the direction of a small offshoot between the hedgerows that he knew would lead to a large open field.

Naturally, Kal pulled him in the opposite direction.

“Kal,” he repeated more sternly, giving another tug on the lead. “Come, boy.”

He did not.

Henry wasn’t sure if it was a rabbit, squirrel, or just the dog’s sheer defiant will, but Kal strained and pulled feverishly against the lead, and on the third hard tug, the force was enough to slip it from Henry’s grip. No longer restrained, Kal went hurtling through the hedgerows and into the thicket beyond, bounding excitedly toward freedom.

“Kal!” Henry shouted and leapt through low hedges to follow in hot pursuit, though once he got into the trees, it was damned hard to tell which direction he’d gone. Less than a minute passed, seconds that felt like lifetimes, when Henry suddenly heard a startled cry coming from past the trees on his left.

A nightmarish reel of possibilities played in Henry’s mind as he bolted in the direction of the sound. He tore through the thicket, stumbling when he broke free into a large grassy patch hidden away from the main paths. In its centre was a square picnic mat, upon which Kal appeared to be wrestling something.

Someone.

Those were definitely human legs in the air.

“Christ,” Henry slipped across the dew slick grass as he raced to the scene, muscles burning as his feet pounded across the field. “Kal!” He shouted in panic. “Kal, get off!”

It wasn’t until he came skidding to a halt next to you that he realised what he thought was terrified shrieking coming from beneath Kal’s great bearlike form was actually...laughter? Relief flooded every cell in his body, but Henry still quickly made to grab at Kal’s collar and pull him off.

“No,” you gasped through peals of delighted laughter as Kal lapped excitedly under your chin. “Don’t you dare pull him off!”

Henry froze and stared, slack-jawed. He tried to speak; he felt like an utter ass standing there, speechless, watching his dog smother a complete stranger in a public park—even at the stranger’s request. Despite explicit instruction not to, Henry knew he should be yanking Kal off, yet he remained rooted to the spot. Perhaps it was just the shock short-circuiting his brain, but he felt inexplicably hard-pressed to deny you such a blissful moment.

Henry took one look at Kal—who had now flopped over to roll and wiggle on his back whilst you knelt at his side and raked your fingers through his thick soft fur, murmuring sweet nothings all the while— and he knew Kal was a goner.

With one look at you as you showered his beloved dog with unadulterated affection, and Henry knew he was right behind him.

“I’m so sorry,” Henry finally blurted when his brain flickered back to life, and then—if just for his own peace of mind—he asked, “Are you sure you’re alright?

“Are you kidding?” Your attention finally turned to him, and your face lit with a smile so heart-stoppingly beautiful that burned itself indelibly into his memory. “This is the best thing to ever happen to me.”

The feeling was completely mutual. Still. “I don’t know what’s gotten into him,” Henry said, scratching awkwardly at the back of his neck. “Kal's not usually this excitable.”

“I think he may have smelled my breakfast,” you replied sheepishly, pointing to an overturned container and an upended thermal mug, the contents of both now strewn across the grass. “Lesson learnt.”

“Hm, so that’s why I smelled coffee,” Henry remarked mildly, a smile teasing his lips.

You nodded and chuckled. “But a small price to pay to get to meet this lovable, furry wrecking ball.” You squished Kal’s face in your hands and gave him a loving kiss on the snout.

“May I please buy you a coffee?” Henry asked, his heart doing a precarious flop as he watched you reduce Kal to a slobbering heap of canine bliss again. Honestly, he could relate. “Or breakfast, if you have time. It’s the least I can do.”

Coffee turned into brunch, which then bled into lunch, all of which was accompanied by an hours-long conversation so engaging that Henry missed two phone meetings and a wardrobe fitting, resulting in a fair amount of professional embarrassment and well-deserved scoldings from his management team. The wild thing was that Henry didn’t care. Not in the slightest. Absolutely one hundred percent worth it.

Never before had Henry fallen so hard so fast. It’d be absolutely terrifying if it wasn’t so exhilarating. Three months passed in a flash, the whirlwind romance so consuming that it was frighteningly easy to ignore the looming responsibilities of his next project. Leaving was the last thing he wished to think about and he actively pushed it from his mind at every opportunity.

Henry had just found you and he dreaded going off on a shoot and leaving you behind. At the risk of scaring you off too soon, he asked you to join him, but despite being willing, you had your own career and responsibilities to which to tend, and the timing was just too sudden to accommodate rearranging schedules.

He came to terms with it, of course, even if he was less than thrilled at spending months apart. The relationship was so new and so many things could go wrong in such a short span of time. The physical and emotional attraction between you burned white-hot, and whilst together it remained a well-stoked blaze, apart it could very well dwindle to embers until it finally winked out, leaving the blistering pain of heartbreak as the only reminder that it had existed at all.

Anxiety swept in and ruthlessly took hold of his thoughts. It constricted around his heart, growing ever tighter each day leading up to his departure, and when he stood in front of you at the airport, your eyes bright with emotion mirroring his own, he was nearly undone.

“It’ll go by quickly,” you reassured him with a wobbly half-smile. “You’ll be back before you know it and I will be right here waiting for you.”

Henry rested his forehead against yours, brushing a thumb across your cheek before kissing you deeply and thoroughly. A kiss that would have to defy the impossible and satisfy until he was able to see you again. “It can’t come soon enough.”

As predicted, it was absolute hell. Henry was miserable but managed the best he could between regular video calls and text messages; you were his first thought when he woke and the last before bed, and likely to the detriment of his presence on set, every thought in between. It was clear now that he’d fallen completely and hopelessly in love with you. He suspected it long before, but the time apart and the yearning ache it brought certainly solidified it, and he was bursting to tell you. Itching to scream it from the rooftops and declare it to the entire world.

It was tempting to shoot it off in a message or to casually drop it when saying your good mornings and good nights, but it just didn't seem right. This was life-altering important, for him at least. No, this was something that had to be said for the first time in person.

Though he’d not outwardly told anyone, he hadn't exactly been subtle about his affections. It was obvious to everyone on set, from the gate attendant right on down to the Grip, who was forced to listen to him extol your praises on the daily, and whilst they expressed their genial support and genuine good wishes, Henry knew their patience with his enthusiasm was wearing thin; he’d already been on the receiving end of more than one, “Just tell ‘em already, mate!”

He resisted the temptation, but only barely.

When it was time to return home, Henry’s private jet zipped through the clouds—fast but not fast enough. His feet tapped restlessly, and the only break his hands took from nervously drumming was to give Kal a scratch behind the ears. His gaze fixed resolutely out the window during the entire descent, watching impatiently as the patchwork of fields and serpentine roads grew closer. The plane touched down and taxied the runway and as soon as the hanger came into view, he saw you standing in front of the open doors with a sign in your hands. The plane came to a stop on the tarmac, and he was finally close enough to make out the words: Kiss Me, Mr Cavill.

Please and thank you.

Henry hurriedly collected Kal, thanked and bid farewell to the cabin staff and pilots too hastily to be considered polite, but he had a hard time making himself care. You were here waiting for him, just like you said. There was a dark moment when he’d been alone with only his insecurities to keep him company, that he worried you might change your mind; perhaps decide that he, or the reality of life with someone like him, wasn’t for you. It wasn’t simple or easy, he knew this, but any lingering fear vanished at the first sight of you; you were here and as he rushed down the jet stairs, he could see your smile beaming as you bounced on the balls of your feet and excitedly waved your sign.

He was going to frame it and hang it in his office.

Kal’s paws hit the tarmac first and he was off like a shot, his lead slipping through Henry’s grip as he bolted toward you. Henry couldn’t find the will to be angry or call after him because, at that moment, he truly sympathised with his excitement. Hell, Henry was running too and probably with only half the dignity.

When he reached you, you gave Kal one last pet before tossing your sign aside and leaping into Henry’s arms. He caught you in a spin, and your arms stole around his neck as he crushed you against him.

“I missed you,” you said breathlessly in his ear.

“I love you,” he whispered into yours.

No lead up; no long-winded romantic profession. Just three simple words said, consequences be damned, because there was no possible way to contain them any longer.

You leaned back in his grip, moisture welling in your eyes and emotion gritting your voice. “Oh Henry, I love you too. You don’t know how many times I wanted to tell you,” you said in a rush, loosing a watery, slightly embarrassed laugh. “I just…it was so soon and I didn’t want to presume…”

He didn’t even give you time to finish answering before he made good on your sign.

“I—was—wrong,” you gasped between every persistent drag of his lips on yours. You arched back again, pulling just out of reach to say, “That day in the park, I was wrong.” You looked down at Kal and leaned over to give him a gentle, apologetic caress before slipping your arms back around Henry’s neck. “You're the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

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tillthelandslide · 4 years

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Quarantine Antics: Henry Cavill Smut

Authours note: This is the first piece of smut I have done in years so I really do hope you all like it... Please me nice XD I have only ever written one piece of smut before so I’m pretty new to this. If you have any feedback please don’t be afraid to comment or message me (but again please be nice XD). Also sorry for any typos or grammar mistakes, despite reading this over like 10 times I tend to miss them somehow XD Enjoy - L

You were over the moon when Henry had asked you to live with him during quarantine. You had always loved his mews house in London, loving how the old stables had been converted into house, it began to feel like home to you the more you were there with Henry so were overjoyed when he asked you to stay with him.

"We don't know how long we'd go without seeing each other and I can't live that long without you" he said all those months ago, you remember being so happy that you basically jumped on him, begging him to take you to his room, soon to be your shaded room.

Now it was months later and living together was perfect, sure you had a few arguments and tiffs but it made for interesting sessions in the bedroom.

Henry spent some days just relaxing with you, some days on calls for the Witcher season 2 and some days playing PC. You were a huge gamer too so often played alongside him, chatting amongst yourselves about the games you were playing, both chuckling at each other when one got a bit too invested. You too were an actor so you mainly spent time reading over scripts for upcoming shows, doing calls with your manager, directors and many more people. You both loved what you did but quarantine certainly did give you both (particularly Henry) a well-earned rest. It also meant that your relationship which was fairly new could blossom a bit more.

You had just woken up, your head throbbing a tad making you groan lowly. You placed a kiss against Henry's forehead, smiling when his lips turned up a bit. You slipped out from the duvet, Henry's hand falling from your waist. You took Henry's shirt from off the floor, slipping it over your head, loving the way it drowned you. You walked to the kitchen, your bare feet tapping lightly against the cold tiles. Kal jumped up at you making you giggle slightly, petting his head you placed more food and water in his bowls. You began to make coffee and tidy the kitchen from yesterday's dinner. Henry walked in as you were taking some paracetamol for your headache. He groaned lowly upon seeing you in his shirt, walking behind you and placing his arms around your waist and his head on your shoulder.

"Morning gorgeous. I still can't get used to seeing you in my shirt every morning, love it more everyday" he says as you turn around and placed a gentle good morning kiss against his lips.

"What do you want to do today Hen?" you said running your hand through his untamed curls.

"Was thinking we could have a little gaming session?" he said making you smile.

"I have quite a bad headache today so I think I'll pass on that" you said, turning round to make two cups of black coffee.

"Aw lovie, I'm sorry, that sucks. We can always find something else to past the time?" he says, grabbing his coffee and making his way to the couch where Kal had taken most of the space up.

"Kal. Mummy and Daddy need to sit" Henry says making your stomach flutter. Kal instantly moved, panting up at his dad.

"Good boy" you said, placing your coffee on the table and sitting next to Henry, he swivelled you round so your legs were resting in his lap and your bottom was close to his thighs.

"wouldn't want to stop you from gaming if that's what you want to do baby. I can take Kal out for a..." you say raising your eyebrows so Henry knows without getting Kal too riled up.

"You sure?" he says raising his eyebrows back at you.

"Positive, the fresh air might do me good" you said making Henry nod in agreement. He leant forward placing a soft kiss to your lips, you instantly melted against him, his tongue slipping past your lips slowly, you gently sucked on the tip of it making Henry sigh against you before moving his lips to a different position against yours, massaging each other perfectly. Kal jumped up out of jealousy making you giggle as Henry groaned.

"Who knew you could be such a cock block aye?" Henry said rubbing the big dog behind his ears.

"Aww is Daddy being mean to you? Just want to go out huh?" you said making Henry smile at you.

A little while later you had returned from walking Kal, placing a bowl of water on the floor of the kitchen and some food down before hanging your jacket up and walking to the small living room. You found him on his PC at the end of living room, a headset sitting on top of his head, flattening his hair a little.

"Hi gorgeous" he said, pausing the game and placing a hand against your thigh as you came to stand next to him, he leant up a little as you bent down to place a kiss against his lips.

"Kal is all tired out now" you said making Henry smile.

"How's the headache?" he said pouting up at you cutely.

"Better" you said placing another kiss against his lips, scratching his stubble lightly, making him groan. He pushed his chair back slightly before pulling you down into his lap.

You straddled him against his chair, his thick jean clad thighs resting against your core. He nibbled your bottom lip before suckling it into his mouth, running his tongue over it shortly after. You could feel him getting harder against you, making you sigh against his mouth as you brought your hips down further against his, bringing your core closer to him.

"Hmm" he groaned as you began grinding against him.

"Think I've been playing long enough" he said, picking you up effortlessly and walking the both of you to your bedroom.

He threw you down onto the bed, your head landing perfectly amongst the pillows as you giggled, grasping the bottom of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head. His lips found yours again, placing more kisses against each other, moving to a better position when it felt right. You placed your hands on his firm shoulders, running them over his chiselled chest, down over his abs before landing on the button of his jeans. His own hands interrupted yours as he too took your shirt off, sighing happily when he saw a new piece of lingerie in which he didn’t recognise.

“Hmm, this is nice, new?” he said, placing his lips against yours, nibbling your lower lip before pulling back to allow you to answer.

“Mhmm, got it for you” you said, leaning forward to place kisses against his chest “well I like it he moaned deeply and you felt him get lighter, allowing you to successfully flip the both of you over so you were now straddling him. You popped the button of his jeans open and placed open mouthed kisses along his chest, sucking at his collar bone making him thrust up at you lightly, grunting as he did so.

“So strong for such a little thing” he said, his own lips finding your neck and sucking until a love bite formed. One of his big hands landed on your back, skilfully undoing your bra whilst the other found its way into your jeans making you push down on him.

“You’re so wet” he said, pulling your bra off and groaning before placing sweet kisses against your breasts.

“Hmm you’re so perfect my love” he said, sucking a nipple into his mouth making you moan blissfully. Your fingers reached under his chin, softly pulling his face towards yours so you could kiss him. Your tongue entered his mouth but his quickly took over and he gained dominance as you ground down on him.

“Need you” you said simply, making him groan loudly and flip you over again, his hands quickly pulling down both of your jeans, taking yours and your underwear fully off but being impatient with his own pulling them and his boxers down until they were barely over his bum. He thrust into you roughly making you gasp against him. He pulled all the way out before thrusting into you again, groaning loudly as he did so.

His eyes met yours as he kept up the rhythm, your fingers came to gasp at his face, wanting him closer to you. You loved it like this, the both of you looking into each other eyes whilst you fucked like animals, it made it rawer and more passionate.

His hips angled upward reaching further into you making you cry out in pleasure.

“My angel, you feel so good. Pulsing against me” he said “fuck” he said, head tilting backwards, you looked down to where you were joined, moaning at the sight making Henry look down too.

“Taking me so well, it’s like you were made for me” he said, as he made a particularly hard thrust.

“Henry. You’re so big, I feel so full” you moaned as he hit your g spot making you scratch down his back.

“That the spot?” he said, his forehead resting against yours as you nodded. He pulled out making you groan. His hands came down on your knee, bending it so your legs were over his shoulders before thrusting back into you, you could hear how wet you were, your juices mixing with his making you groan.

“Better?” he said, reaching your g spot with every thrust now thanks to the new position.

“Hen. That’s it” you said, kissing him as you could feel the both of you getting close.

“So Close. Fuck. I. Love you” he said with every thrust. His pupils were blown wide, taking up most of his eyes, his hair was a mess with how much you were running your hands through it, he was glistening with sweat. He looked absolutely ethereal.

“I love you. Come for me” you moaned out, one last thrust and you both came together, you moaned loudly, Henry catching it with his lips, his hips stuttering against yours. You could feel your core pulsing against him rinsing him for all his worth.

“Hmm you’re too good to me” he said pulling out as he placed another kiss to your lips, his tongue meeting yours for a passionate kiss. He got up out of bed, kicking off his jeans and underwear, walking into the bathroom to get a flannel to clean you both up.

You heard Kal bark lightly making you laugh loudly when you heard Henry say “Not now boy, Daddy’s tired, Mummy’s just given me a run for my money and I would love to just go ravish her again without any interruption on your behalf”.

Henry came back wet flannel in hand, pausing at the door, he sighed deeply, smiling at you “you are so beautiful, the things I could do to you” he said, his thumb coming up to pull at his lips, he thoroughly enjoyed seeing you this blissed out.

“Well? Are you going to just stand there and gawk or are you going to… how did you put it? Ravish me?” you said, making him drop the flannel and crawl onto the bed, his body covering yours once more.

You flipped him easily, straddling him again. Your hand grasped and his thick length which was still hard getting harder and heavier in your hand. He leant forward to kiss you as he groaned, you pulled back making his lips graze yours. You smirked teasingly, your hand wrapping around his shaft, moving it up and down making him moan out in pleasure.

“Baby please” he begged. You then began stroking up and down at a pace that seemed to work for him. His hand came up to your jaw, pulling your lips to his, tongue stroking yours and your hand continued on his cock.

“Need you” he said, you took his cock, placing it at your entrance before slowly sinking down, sighing out when you had taken all of him. You began bouncing on him quickly, already close to your second orgasm of the day.

Henry’s fingers began rubbing your clit, making you moan deliciously at him.

“those sounds” he says, his voice dropping a register or two sounding very similar to Geralt.

“Hmm. Fuck” you mocked, using Geralt’s lines against Henry, he chuckled against you.

“You shouldn’t tease me Miss” he says, staring deeply into your eyes.

“Hmm? Why’s that sir?” you said, making him groan before he quickly began thrusting up into you making you scream his name in pleasure.

“That’s it. Let everyone hear” he said, moaning your own name. He came shortly after, his come shooting up into you making your own orgasm arrive.

You collapsed against him, both breathing deeply against each other.

“The love I have for you woman” he said, placing one last firm kiss against your lips.

“Hmm. I love you too bear” you sighed, climbing off him getting up to get the wet flannel and cleaning the both of you up before lying next to him. Your head on his chest and one leg draped over his, his hand on your back which began to trace random things against it. Both of your eyes were shut, completely blissed out, completely in love with one another.

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

♡ 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ➳ 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 ❥ 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕 ❦ 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌

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𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 ♡➳

summary - you found your happiness

𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤 ❥

summary - you and clark go on a mission, and something goes wrong.

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peyton-warren · 9 months

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Blazed and Blazing

Characters: Walter Marshall, OCs Fandoms: Night Hunter, Henry Cavill characters Word count: 139 Type: angsty, fluffy. Warning: 18+. Minors DNI. police raid gone horribly wrong. mention of injury. Summary: Follow up to Arresting and Arrested, Walter surveys the outcome of a SWAT raid on a warehouse where people were supposedly being trafficked to save Walter. A quick drabble. Author's Note: Un-betaed. Let me know if you'd like to see another part to this. Ask Box: Open Masterlist

“Are you positive??” Walter growled at the SWAT officer in charge of the scene. The beaten detective stood with his hands in his curls on either side of his head, elbows extended as he watched the warehouse burn. His eyes were transfixed on the bright light of the fire against the inky background of the night’s sky, ignoring the EMT trying to tend to his wounds.

“Yeah, Marshall. We swept the whole place before the explosion. There’s no one in there. This isn’t where they were holding the women.”

Walter barely heard the other officer, too busy scanning for a sign of the woman who had tended to his injuries, brought him water between beatings. She had to have been in there. SWAT must have missed her somehow. And now she was likely dead. And it was his fault.

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henrycavillobsessed · 3 years

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Captivated

Henry x first person reader

Words: 2377

Summary: You and Henry have a “friends with benefits” situation going on, but you’ve caught feelings, and so has he. Everything comes to a head when you see photos of him out with another woman.

CW: Angsty smut! Sex, male and female oral giving and receiving; female ejaculation. Bad language. Anger and slight violence (struggles).

Notes: Hope you all enjoy this smutty, angsty one! I really enjoyed writing it :)

Looking in the mirror, I smiled widely. Damn I look good, I thought to myself. It was Henry’s turn to visit my house, and I knew he’d love the new lingerie set I’d bought that day; a scarlet babydoll with matching lace panties. Pulling on a silk robe and stepping into a pair of black stilettos, I quickly checked my makeup and hair was still perfect and then I left my bedroom. In the kitchen, I pulled out a chilled bottle of white wine from the wine cooler and set it on the table with two glasses, and then lit the scented candles and dimmed the lights. Looking at the clock I saw that I still had half an hour until Henry arrived, so I took a seat on the table and turned on the TV that was mounted on the wall. The showbiz news was on, and funnily enough the newsreader was talking about Henry and his new movie. I smiled to myself. It always amazed me whenever I saw Henry on TV, or in a celebrity magazine, knowing that I was sleeping with him, and had been for the last six months. It had started off as a one-night stand after I met him in a club on a night out in London, and it soon turned to a regular “friends with benefits” situation. The secrecy was what made what was already hot sex even hotter, and we regularly met up, taking it in turns to go to each other’s places for the evening, always leaving in the early hours to avoid the paparazzi. It was a complete no-strings attached arrangement, with both of us knowing it would never go any further, although recently I had started to look forward to our evenings more and more. I suppose you could say I missed him when I wasn’t with him, which was dangerous territory to be in. I needed to keep a check on that. Shaking my head away from these thoughts, I reached for the wine and poured myself a glass, glancing up at the TV.

“… and speaking about Henry Cavill, could there be a new lady in his life? Known as one of Hollywood’s most eligible bachelors, Cavill was spotted today in Kensington enjoying a drink with an unknown, but incredibly pretty, brunette…”

A photo flashed up on the screen, and there he was. Sat at an outside table of a wine bar, holding a large glass of red, Henry’s head was thrown back in laughter. The woman next to him was also laughing, her hand resting on his forearm. They looked incredibly cosy. It was obvious they were on a date.

I felt like someone had literally grabbed my heart and was crushing it. My stomach plummeted, and I went icy cold. I gasped for breath, my hand flying to cover my mouth to try and stop the sob clawing its way up my throat from escaping. Tears sprung to my eyes, spilling over and streaking my mascara. Where was my phone? I grabbed it from the counter, opening Google. Typing his name in the search bar, I cried out as photos of them both popped up immediately, all with speculative captions asking who this mystery woman could be. I threw the phone across the room. My breathing was too fast. Grabbing the wine, I drank the whole glass in one.

“What the fuck!” I whispered to myself. What was this reaction? I knew this would happen one day. He was Henry Cavill for fuck sake, I was lucky to have managed this far having a secret fling with him. Of course he’d end up with someone for real one day, probably an actress or a model, not a nobody like me. But if I knew what was coming, then why did it feel like my heart had been shattered? Why did it feel like I’d just lost him?

“Fuck!” I said again, louder this time. I poured myself some more wine, trying to get my bearings and control my breathing. As I was drinking the second glass of wine, slower than the first, I heard a key turn in the front door. Shit. I forgot he had a key. Usually he’d knock and I’d answer the door, giving him his first view of whatever lingerie I’d chosen for that night; he’d barely make it through the door before his mouth was on mine, his sexy muscular arms wrapped around me, a hand reaching down to

Jesus Christ, this was not the time to get horny over memories! What was I going to do? I stood up, wobbling slightly on my heels. I pulled them off, and turned to face the window so he wouldn’t see my tear-stained face when he entered the kitchen.

“Hi! I did knock but you didn’t answer, I hope you didn’t mind me using the key,” I heard him call as he walked down the hallway.

I could smell his aftershave as he came into the room; he smelled absolutely delicious. I hastily wiped the black streaks from my face, using the dark window as mirror, and turned around to face him.

“There you are!” Henry beamed, and then whistled. “Wow. You look breath-taking. But hey, um, before we, erm, begin, I need to talk to you about something…”

Something inside me snapped, anger replacing the devastation I’d felt at seeing those photos. Who the fuck did he think he was? Did he honestly think that I’d still get on my back for him after he’d told me about his new woman?!

“Oh, I know what you’re going to say,” I said, my voice low.

“You do?” Henry looked taken-aback. “But I-“

“I saw the photos, Henry.”

He stilled. I walked slowly towards him, seething.

“How long has this been going on then, huh? Have you only come here to tell me because you knew I’d see the news today?”

I stopped in front of him, wishing I’d kept the heels on. He towered over me, his male scent overpowering my senses.

“Listen, it’s not-“

“It’s not what I think it is? Ha, spare me,” I spat, my voice louder now. The anger was bubbling up to the surface; I couldn’t control it. “What have you come here tonight for, Henry? One last fuck before you move on with your brunette?”

His face clouded over with anger of his own. He stepped closer to me. “Y/N, you don’t know what you’re saying.”

I laughed humourlessly. “Oh I think I do! That’s all I ever was to you, wasn’t I, a hole to fill- literally! – until you found someone better! Well, fuck you, okay! I’m a human being, with feelings! Didn’t you know I’d end up-“

My hand flew up to my mouth again, halting the words before I said something I’d regret. Henry frowned.

“You’d end up what?” he asked. He walked towards me as I shook my head.

He didn’t stop until he’d backed me up against the wall.

“Nothing, just forget it-“

“I asked you a question.” His voice was dangerously quiet.

“I said it was nothing!” I pushed against his chest, trying to get away from him. I’d have had more success pushing against a brick wall, but I didn’t stop.

“Y/N!” he shouted, grabbing the tops of my arms.

“Get off me!”

“Not until you answer me!”

I struggled against him, and he growled, the sound echoing in my sex which traitorously clenched in response. He was all male, and I was completely captivated by him.

“For fuck- I love you Henry, okay? I love you don’t you see that?” I angrily wiped the fresh tears from my face. Henry let go of me, finally, and stared at me, an indiscernible look in his eyes.

And then his mouth was on mine, our lips crushing together. One of his hands grabbed the back of my head, and mine wound up behind his neck. His other arm was around me, holding me tight against him as we made out passionately. He growled again, and I could feel his erection straining against his jeans. He picked me up one handed and kicked the door behind him; we fell into the living room. He threw me down onto the sofa, and pulled off his t-shirt, his perfectly sculpted chest and abs coming into view. I was panting, and so fucking wet; my legs clenched together for some relief as he ripped off his shoes and scrambled to take off his jeans and boxers. He impressive cock sprung free as he stood there naked, eyeing me up like a lion does his prey. Then he bent down and threw open my robe, his breath hissing as he saw what I was wearing. He stretched his body out over mine, and kissed me again, hard, and then moved to my neck, biting down. I cried out, raking my nails down his back; I was sure I drew blood. He moved further down my body, taking one of my nipples in his mouth and rolling it around with his tongue. I arched up, the onslaught of pleasure taking over. I was desperate for him to touch me elsewhere, my pussy pulsing with need. After giving attention to my other breast, he moved down, looking me dead in the eyes as he tore the delicate lace panties off me with his teeth. And finally, his attention was on my clit, and I nearly came there and then just from the first lick of his tongue. He thrust two fingers into me, and fucked me with them as he ate me, and the first orgasm exploded around him, as I squirted hard, causing him to groan erotically; he licked my juices up, looking up and licking his lips when he was done. I sprung up, twisting him around and down so that he was sitting on the sofa and I took his dick in my mouth, sucking him feverently, licking up and down the velvety warmness, tasting the exquisite salty flavour of him. His threw his head back, a vein popping on his neck. He came quickly, and hard, the onslaught of ejaculate flooding my mouth. I swallowed it down quickly, wiping my mouth. Henry reached out and grabbed me, pulling me down towards him. I knew what he wanted. I mounted him, taking all of him in one, and then I was riding him, hard, his hands grabbing my hips, urging me to go faster, harder. We didn’t speak, our breath coming out in pants and gasps, both of us racing to climax. I screamed as I came again, ferociously, almost painfully, tightening around him, milking him as hot spurts of his cum pumped into me as he roared his release.

As far as last fucks went, it was spectacular. Wait. Last fuck. The argument before came back to me, and I gasped, the pain in my chest returning. I got off of Henry quickly, grabbing my robe and covering myself up again. I could feel tears choking my throat and I did nothing to stop them.

“Y/N, wait, I-“

“I didn’t need your pity, Cavill. That was a mistake.”

“For fuck sake, Y/N!” Henry cried, getting in and stepping into his boxers. “That wasn’t about pity!”

“Then what was it about?”

“I love you too! There, I said it! I fucking love you too, alright!” Henry thrust a hand through his curly hair, pacing around the room. I stood rooted to the stop, speechless.

“But… but what about that woman, your date?” I asked when my voice returned.

“She wasn’t a date! She’s a new director, we met for a drink to talk about a potential project!”

Realisation began to dawn on me. “So when you said you needed to talk to me about something…”

“I wanted to tell you how I felt, how I truly felt about you! Because I saw the paparazzi at lunch, I knew that there would be photos, I knew you’d see them. And then I thought, if it had been the other way around, if you had been seen out with another man and I saw photos of that, I’d be consumed with jealousy. The mere thought of it made me rage.” He stopped pacing and turned to face me.

“I know we have a “friends with benefits” thing going on, but it isn’t enough for me anymore. I love you. I want more. I need more.”

I looked at him incredulously; I can’t believe how wrong I’d gotten it.

“You actually, really love me? Like I love you?” I asked, daring to hope.

“Yes!” Henry laughed. He picked me up, and spun you around. “I really love you!”

We both laughed together. It was like the beginning of the evening hadn’t even happened. When I thought I’d lost him…

“I thought I’d lost you,” I said, voicing my worries. “Not that I was yours to begin with, not really…”

“I think you’ve always been mine Y/N, and I’ve always been yours. I’ve been captivated with you from the moment I first saw you, first kissed you. I couldn’t even look at anyone else. It’s always been you.”

I started crying again, the whirlwind of emotions I’d felt since seeing that news report completely overwhelming me. Henry smiled indulgently, opening his arms.

“Come here, baby.”

I entered his embrace, taking in his scent of expensive aftershave and sex. Being in his arms felt so familiar, like I was always meant to be here.

“What’s going to happen now?” I asked, looking up at him. “Am I going to be seen as the “new lady” in your life?”

He responded by gifting me with the most gentle, loving kiss. “Hell yeah, baby. Now I’ve got you, I’m not letting you go, and I want the whole world to know.”

He kissed me again, and we went upstairs to spend the night as we’d originally intended. But now our true feelings for each other were out in the open, it was like the first time all over again. Plus I didn’t feel like a nobody any more. I was Henry’s, and he was mine. And I couldn’t wait for the whole world to find out.

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buckyownsmylife · 3 years

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fic recs #3

I’ve decided to start creating some fic recs list, mostly because I am too always in search of good fics to read in my constant thirst for whatever it is I’m in need at the moment. I hope this will come in handy to at least one of y’all. Do not get it confused with my fic compilations, those will also be made, but it’ll just be reference lists to specific characters and/or kinks and aus.

drive, by @afeb - for when you’re feeling restless and feel like driving around and fucking might do you some good 😉. My favorite part is the little conversation they have about reader not being... “organised” down there and Chris assuring her that he doesn’t care. We stan realistic portrays of relationships and bodies in this household. (Chris Evans x Reader smut)

bratty, by @afriendlyblackhottie - for when you wanna be reminded of your worth and how no man is worth undermining yourself for. That being said, my favorite part is the smut, because 🥵🥵🥵🥵 (Chris Evans x Reader smut)

oh no, that’s bad, by @andyl394 - for when you want something quick (it’s a social media au) and funny to read. My favorite part is the entire dynamic between the reader and Bucky, like Andy (who’s also a Brazilian!) describes, they’re so, so dumb (Bucky Barnes x Reader fluff)

kal’s best friend, by @angrythingstarlight - for when you need fluff so sweet it’ll make your teeth rot. My favorite part about this is how Kal is the main character, I just love him so much. (Henry Cavill x Reader fluff)

fwb, by @awhitewolfandhisvibraniumshield - for when you want to live your best life and be desired by the holy trinity of hollywood men. This is pretty much the reason why I read fanfiction to start with. My favorite part is the surprisingly angsty (but not really in a sad way, I can’t really explain it) plot twist of an ending, but I loved it all so much. (Chris Evans x Reader x Sebastian Stan x Henry Cavill smut)

prometheus, by @gotnofucks - like I said earlier today, for when you’re in a submissive mindset and in need of some punishment from dom!August. My favorite part is the bowl, you won’t get it if you don’t read it and I mean... you should read it. (August Walker x Reader smut)

diner dinner dates, by @harold231 - for when you just want some sweet, sweet fluff featuring a platonic relationship with Bucky. My favorite part is the background given of the relationships between reader and her late husband Steve, and Bucky and his late wife. (Bucky Barnes x Reader fluff)

talented tongue, by @ladyreapermc (who’s also Brazilian!!!) - for when you’re in the mood to read about oral smut, I know you have those because I do too, don’t lie to me. My favorite thing about it is the writing, Liv has these sentences that are just poetic in nature and it just makes me wanna scream (Henry Cavill x Reader smut)

undivided attention, by @navegandoaciegas - for when you want to dominate a whiny, needy Bucky. My favorite part is the awakening it brought me of a different part of my personality I was completely unaware of. (Bucky Barnes x Reader smut)

only god forgives, by @river-soul - for when you want some delicious dark!professor!Andy that just takes what he wants (and what he wants is you). My favorite part is just how realistic the hesitation from the reader was written, it just reads like something I would actually do, and so it made the reading experience even more special to me. (Andy Barber x reader smut)

daddy’s a superhero, by @rocketrhap3000 - for when you’re in a fluffy mood and you want to give Chris Evans the life that he deserves, you know what I mean? My favorite part was getting to see the routine of this little family, it was just so sweet and a joy to read. (Chris Evans x Reader fluff)

tease me, by @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog - for when you’re feeling like a tease and want to touch yourself in front of your man. My favorite is part is when you find out why exactly reader was so mad at Bucky. (Bucky Barnes x reader smut)

don’t over do it, by @whisperlullaby - for when you’re feeling soft and need a supportive bucky to protect you from some assholeness. My favorite part is just how protective he is, how he noticed the little things. You can see that he really cares about the reader, and sometimes you just need that vibe in your life. (Bucky Barnes x reader fluff)

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myficrecommendations · 4 years

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FLUFF

Henrys newborn being as touchy as him

“You did all of this for me?”

Needy/clingy boyfriend Henry laying his head on my chest so I can rub his scalp and forehead because his wig and stuff was bothering him

how does he kiss differently

ANGST

“You know more than you’re telling me.”/“You need to control your temper.” - ANGST, pregnancy, abortion, arguing, language

SMUT/NSFW

Henry’s Toy - Mature, Fluff, Toys, Getting Off, Surprises, Dirty Talk

Like it Rough - smut (rough sex; dom!Henry; dirty talk; choking; praise and begging kink; spanking)

Soft Henry, Warm Henry, Massive Wall of Purr - multiple orgasms and hot, sweaty intimate sex.

Prisoner- Henry eating you out

Tease - Male nipple play

Work Perks - smut, unprotected sex, caning, bondage, Dom/Sub

Paper Thin - Paper thin walls lead to an interesting result!

Sensitive - Language, Fingering (F Receiving), Rutting, Blindfolds, Light Bondage, Clamps, Fluff

Love So Soft - When you help your husband relax after a long day of training and filming, things take a surprisingly steamy turn.

------ headcanons, blurbs, prompts, etc------

Henry discovering you like biting

Henry having a praise kink

"cardio" with Henry in the morning

SERIES

FANGS DEEP

Henry’s a thousand year old Vampire, he’s done a lot of things in his long and unnatural life, but all of that is turned upside down one night, when he meets her

Blood, Language, Biting, Mention of Assault, Abuse, Physical, slight dub-con, Slow-ish Burn, Minor Character Death, light Daddy kink, Sugar Daddy

FANGS DEEP (1/7)

FANGS DEEP (2/7)

FANGS DEEP (3/7)

FANGS DEEP (4/7)

FANGS DEEP (5/7)

FANGS DEEP (6/7)

FANGS DEEP (7/7)

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badboys-imagines · 4 years

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My neighbor

PART V

A/N : Hope you’ll like this chapter ♥ 🌝

Pairing : Henry Cavill x Reader

Summary : You move into the house of your dreams. It all seems like a fairytale, until you meet your neighbor, Mr. Cavill…

PART I | PART II | PART III | PART IV | PART V

The building was filled with loud voices and sounds of people frantically typing when you rushed to the Human Resources office. The door was open.

A well-built man turned to you, a folder in his hands,

"Come in, Miss Y/L/N" he mumbled, “I was finishing your evaluation."

Hair still wet and messy, you panted,

"Thank you, sir."

Raising his head from the documents, Mathias smiled,

"Call me Mat', will you ?" he chuckled softly and pointed the seat in front of his desk, "Sit."

Body still shaking, you sat into the chair and he kept gazing at you for a moment,

"Your profile is very interesting." he stated, "Need more time to get ready in the morning ?" he asked, glancing at your bun.

Oh, shit.

For a moment, you wondered which was messier, your life or your hair.

"I apologize, si...-Mat’. I had a serious issue with my new neighbor..."

"None of that with me, Y/L/N." he chuckled, "I was just joking. One thing you need to know, you can be late, work from home, the boss don’t care as long as you do your job."

Nodding quickly, you silently cursed Cavill. Damn him. Thank god, Mat’ seemed to be in a soft mood.

"Well, now you're here, we need a good article for tonight, something entertaining. Do you think you can do that ? Like a fight, a violent altercation. Anything spicy."

"Of course, I'll figure something out." you nodded with a smile.

Sighing in relief, you sat at your new desk, closing your eyes as you recollected yourself. You’d been lucky. So. Freaking. Lucky.

"Hey there !" a friendly masculine voice caused you to open your eyes, "I'm your neighbor. I mean, kind of, our desks are side by side."

Oh God, no more neighbor for today, please.

Andres was a tall, blond-haired man. It was the first time you met him. He handed you a coffee, his wide smile and happy face contagious,

"Thanks ! Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N/."

"I know, I... read your badge."

"Oh," you chuckled, "and you are... Andres." you said as you read the name on his own badge.

You both nodded and smiled awkwardly, until a tall woman walked into the room, causing everyone to look back at their screens and papers. Andres leaned in and whispered,

“This is Erin. Big boss.”

Erin scanned the room and as soon as her eyes found you, she walked in your direction.

“Hello, Y/N. Welcome to Nova Times. I’m Erin.”

There was something very sweet in her smile. It made you feel immediately at ease and you shook her hand.

“Nice to meet you. I can’t wait to start working on my first article.”

“Did Mathias give you a lead ?”

“Yes, he did. I’m sure I can finish today.”

“Great. I hope you’ll feel comfortable here.” she said, pointing your desk, “If you need anything, I’ll be in my office, alright ?”

So, yeah. It was even better than what you expected. Surprisingly, it felt way less oppressing than your previous job.

Your boss was friendly, the environment seemed nice. Plus, Andres was really hot.

When you finally left the building, it was already late and you’d been talking with him non-stop for an hour. He walked you home and you both took your time, enough for you to tell him about Mr Chaos.

“You just call him like that ?” Andres asked.

"Yeah, well that’s because he’s always acting indecently when all I’m trying to do is keep calm. It seems like his two moods are just... glitter and death, you know."

Andres laughed,

"What's his name again ?"

You hadn't told him and were about to do so, but you noticed your house in the distance,

"Oh, this is me." you smiled, stopping in front of him.

Andres plunged his eyes into yours, and you thought it was the moment when two characters kiss in books. There was a chemistry between you both, you couldn’t deny it. So when he leaned in, you glanced at his lips, willing to do it, to kiss him.

Yes, Y/N.

Do it.

But as soon as you looked at him, an image came to your mind, like a spell, something moving under your skin. Heart beating fast, you moved back.

Henry’s eyes were haunting you.

Fuck.

"I-I'm sorry." Andres stuttered, realizing his mistake, “It was so inappropriate, I thought...”

"No ! No, it wasn’t. It’s not you. You thought right." you assured him, "I guess I'm still shook by all the changes in my life. I just need some time. But I really enjoyed walking with you. You know what, how about we walk to work together, tomorrow morning ?"

Not an ounce of resentment in his eyes, Andres smiled shyly, burying his hands in his pockets,

"Tomorrow morning, then. Good night, Y/N. I'm glad we spent this moment together. If you're in trouble, just call me." he said, referring to your neighbor.

What was happening to you ? He was probably the cutest guy you’d met in years and yet... you just couldn’t take Henry out of your head.

Dragging your feet toward the door, you noticed the window was slightly open. Even though you didn't make a sound, your cat ran to you, meows and purrs breaking the silence as you entered your house.

"Oh, poor kitty, I'm sorry for this morning hon'..." you took her into your arms and made your way to the kitchen, pouring some cat food into a plate. "Here you go..."

"This cat is a liar,” you heard Henry grumble behind you, “I fed her, twice. She's going to die from a heart attack, like the average over-eating American she is." Henry glanced down at the furry ball, “I'm serious pal', you're going to die.”

Straightening up, you were now facing Henry as he brushed his fingers through his dark hair. This time though, he gave you an apologetic gaze,

"Sorry. Didn't mean that." he risked, "I just... I did feed your cat this morning. After all."

Without a word, you shrugged him off and turned your back to him to open the fridge. Here and there, you found his food and barely managed to know what was yours or his.

"What are you doing ?" he asked, his tone softer.

"Avoiding."

"Avoiding what ?"

"You. Everything."

You heard him sigh and he moved closer to you, heading toward the fridge where you were still trying to figure out what to cook. His voice echoed in your ear, so close it vibrated against your skin,

"This is mine,” he said, his arm plunging into the depths of the fridge, “this is yours... Oh, no. These are mine too." he said as he grabbed a box, causing you to gasp,

"No, the tomatoes are mine." you groaned, trying to get your food back.

Pulling hard on the package, you wouldn't surrender, but your hands slipped, letting go of the precious tomatoes and your body was thrown back. Henry caught you just in time, an arm snaking around your waist, the other still holding the vegetables. The tickling, almost stinging sensation made your skin burn again and your stomach clenched deliciously. Rather amused by your reactions, Henry gave you a questioning look,

"I thought you were avoiding."

Without hesitation, you hit his chest with the palm of your hand.

"Asshole."

"I'm getting used to this one." he uttered, releasing his embrace.

You placed a strand of your hair back behind your ear and Henry made a face,

"Let's order something."

"Yeah, let's do this."

Henry mechanically called the closest Chinese restaurant and you both moved to the living room. Sprawling on the couch, you closed your eyes for a moment. The sound of Henry’s typing on his computer lulled you and you started to drift off.

"I know you like being carried to bed, but..." he started and you opened an eye, ready to spit another homemade insult, but a knock on the door kept you from talking.

"Food's here !" you squealed.

It was still hot, and you were terribly hungry.

You sat down on the couch with your precious ramen and opened the box. This time, your stomach was twisting, because it was craving food.

Henry eventually came next to you, searching the bag. He leaned back into the couch and started eating silently. You looked up at him. Nope, you weren’t going to talk first.

"Had a good day ?" he tried, causing you to shrug. After a moment, his dark gaze settled on you and Henry grumbled, "I fed your cat, I swear to God I did. She didn’t stop cooing and purring after that."

Yeah, that sounded like your cat. And yet, you weren’t going to forgive him so easily.

"I got it. Not going to talk." he nodded and paused, "I saw you by the window, with Ken."

You flushed.

He'd seen you ?

You wanted to answer so hard, but there was plenty of food in your mouth and Henry kept going,

"Hm. Not to dictate your life, but drop the shitty boyfriend."

Choking on your noodles, you brought a hand to your mouth. Now, it didn't matter how much food was stuck between your teeth,

"Fuck you !" you mumbled, hiding your lips with your fingers, "You don't know anything about him. His name is Andres, and you're a judgmental ass."

Henry glanced at his food and took a few bites,

"Maybe, but I'm being honest with you, am I not ?"

"Honest ? You’re being a dick ! Andres is nice. This morning was terrible. I got late because of you ! You know what, Andres is the nicest person I've met so far. He's not arrogant, nor pretentious. Our little talk was relaxing." you paused, "After this evening with him, I can't stop thinking and... I'm amazed at how caring some people can be, and at how insignificant we are."

You looked away for a while, lost in your thoughts. Meanwhile, Henry raised an eyebrow and shook his head,

"Not me, I'm important."

It burst your dreamy bubble at once and you narrowed your eyes at him. This man couldn’t stop. Calmly, you put your empty box on the table.

"Henry, do you know how we make someone kind and holy, like Andres ?"

Seriousness writ on his features, a suspicious frown appeared on his forehead,

"Well, I don't know. Probably by cutting off their testicles."

Oh hell.

"You have to beat the hell out of them." you growled and suddenly, your fists hit his chest, causing him to cough in surprise.

In a desperate attempt to defend himself, Henry dropped his box and grabbed your wrists.

"Stop it Y/N !" he stifled, struggling to push you back.

Panting, you started laughing. The tension you’d kept all day long slowly faded away as you giggled, trying to reach his chest with your hands. Without warning, you pushed hard with your whole body and Henry fell on his back.

Out of breath, you plunged your eyes into his deep blue ones, hands still pressing against his strong arms,

"So, you still think Andres is a dumbass ? Because I can do this all night." you uttered.

Damn it Y/N. All night ?

Not releasing his grip around your wrists, Henry suddenly stopped putting efforts into lifting you above him. In seconds, his demeanor went from the grumpy neighbor who pissed you off, to a worked up, soft but still dominating version of himself.

Slowly, you felt your chest pressing against his torso, then your legs intertwining with his. The slight movement, paired with the fire in his eyes was making you squeeze your legs together.

Your heart dropped to your stomach. You looked away for a split second, realizing your lips were only inches away from his, but then his eyes locked on yours.

The look he was giving you could have melted iron. Damn it. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Yes, just looked at you, his face emotionless but stern, studying you closely. He was driving you crazy, edging you on, and still giving you that stupid look.

This was exactly what you craved.

The way his fingers grazed lightly against your skin radiated this dominant energy despite the fact that you were on top. He had a way of making you feel like all of you couldn’t escape him. No matter what.

Heart still pounding, you blinked in confusion. You didn’t know when or how, but your mouth opened,

"You don't know anything Hen’,” you whispered, “you just act like it."

You saw his eyes flutter and his tongue slipped against his soft lips as he held your gaze, making it even more difficult to resist. His warm breath crashed near your lips and he released a low “Hm” of resignation.

The grip on your wrists loosened into a soft touch, setting you free.

God, you wanted to kiss him.

Every gear started turning into your head and you forced yourself to come back to your senses,

"If you ever feel stupid, or powerless..." you whispered, still hovering over him, "Remember that I'm not."

With that, you moved back and jumped on your feet, leaving him lying here, breathless.

Henry freaking Cavill would never have you.

Little did you know that he liked challenges.

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Nashi's Masterlist

So here's my little masterlist. I hope you enjoy my stories. If so, please consider leaving me a comment, like or reblog 💜

What to expect? Multi chaptered fics and one-shots, slow burn, friends to lovers and pwp, lots of smut. So please...18+ only!

Find Henry Cavill and Daniel Sharman RPF and fics with our beloved heroes Syverson, Walt, August, Mike, Clark, Geralt, Napoleon Solo, Will Shaw and Sherlock plus a Maze Runner Fic, a Cursed fic and an original work under the cut!

Henry Cavill Fan Fiction

RPF

Multi chaptered fics

Against All Odds - Masterlist (finished - RPF, Henry Cavill X OFC, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Smut included in some chapters)

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Inspector Cavill Series - Masterlist (finished - RPF, Henry Cavill x reader/you, AU, Imagine, Short Stories, SMUT!, PWP, 18+, Inspector Cavill)

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Painkiller - Masterlist (finished - RPF, Henry Cavill x OFC, slow burn, friends to lovers, smut in some chapters)

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Gimme Shelter - Masterlist (finished - RPF, Henry Cavill x OFC, slow burn, friends to lovers, smut in some chapters)

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One-Shots

Bedtime Story - (Henry Cavill x reader, One Shot, RPF, smut)

Big Brother Kal - (Henry Cavill x reader, One Shot, ficlet, RPF, fluff)

That Dream - (Henry Cavill x reader, One shot, ficlet, RPF, smut)

Nostalgia - (Henry Cavill x reader, One Shot, RPF, fluff)

Rear Window - (Henry Cavill x unnamed ofc, One Shot, RPF, smut, voyeurism)

Come back and stay - (Henry Cavill x ofc, rpf, angst, smut)

JOINT VENTURE with @legendarywizarddetective

Secret Love - ongoing (Henry Cavill x reader, RPF)

Part 1 - by nashibirne

Part 2 - by @legendarywizarddetective

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Geralt of Rivia

German

Hexenkessel - beendet (Kurzgeschichte, Geralt x Leser/Du, PWP, Imagine, Schweinkram!, 18+)

Rabenschwarz - in Arbeit (Geralt x OFC, slow burn, enemies-to-friends-to-lovers, Schweinkram in einigen Kapiteln, 18 +)

Kapitel 1

Kapitel 2

Kapitel 3

Kapitel 4

Kapitel 5

Kapitel 6

Kapitel 7

English

Love bites (One shot, Geralt x y/n, smut, 18+, vampires, blood sucking)

Stressed out (one shot, modern au geralt, geralt x august x reader, fluff, implied smut)

Stress Relief (one shot, modern au Geralt, geralt x august x reader, smut! NSFW, 18+)

Bisexual - headcanon

Clark Kent

Please don't stop the music (One shot, Clark Kent x y/n, smut, 18+, virgin reader, loss of virginity)

First Date - headcanon

Hellraiser: Hellworld Mike

My Best Mistake (One shot, Mike x OFC, fluff, tiny dose of smut)

Intellectual Stimulation (One shot, Mike x y/n, smut, 18+)

Close-Up/Up-Close (One shot, Mike x OFC, smut, 18+)

The Colors of Love (One shot, Mike x OFC, smut, 18+)

August Walker

Multi chaptered fics

Where The Wild Roses Grow - Masterlist (finished - smut, 18 +, NSFW, sex to love, kinda slow burn, AU - August survived MI:Fallout)

Desperado - Masterlist (finished - slow burn, August x ofc, set after MI:Fallout, smut in some chapters)

London Calling - on hiatus (August x ofc, slow burn, slightly au, set 10 years before MI6)

Part 1

Part 2

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One-Shots

Stressed out (one shot, modern au geralt, geralt x august x reader, fluff, implied smut)

Stress Relief - finished (one shot, modern au Geralt, geralt x august x reader, smut! NSFW,

I Need You To Hate Me - (August x reader, one shot, pwp, smut, NSFW)

Wuthering Heights - (August x reader, one shot, smut, NSFW)

Double Date - (August x Napoleon x reader, one-shot, threesome, smut, pwp, NSFW)

Harder - ( August x reader, pwp, nothing but smut, sub! August)

The Grinch - my cavillmas entry (August x reader, one-shot, mostly silliness and fluff)

Lacrimosa - drabble

Baking - August Walker headcanon

Accidental pregnancy - August Walker headcanon

Spit - August Walker headcanon

CAPTAIN SYVERSON

Truck Stop (Sy x y/n, one-shot, smut, sex, oral, anal, NSFW, 18+)

Pick Up (Sy x y/n, one-shot, smut, sex, oral, NSFW, 18+)

Lunch Meat (Sy x y/n, one-shot, smut, oral sex (f and m receiving), NSFW, 18+)

Forever And Always (Sy x reader, one shot, smut, fluff)

Moving in - Syverson headcanon

Perving - Syverson headcanon

WALTER MARSHALL

Happy Birthday - drabble

Closer (Walter x y/n, one-shot, smut, sex, tantra)

Maybug - follow-up to Closer (Walter x y/n, one-shot, smut, sex)

Show Me Heaven - (Walter x y/n, one-shot, smut, sex)

Walter and cuddles - headcanon

Walter and make-up - headcanon

From fluff to smut - headcanon (smut)

Sherlock Holmes

Moulin Rouge - (Sherlock x y/n (f), one-shot, fluff, striptease, implied smut)

Night Train - (Sherlock x ofc, one shot, smut, virgin ofc)

Dark side of the Moon - (Sherlock x ofc, one shot, mostly fluff)

Napoleon Solo

Double Date - (August x Napoleon x reader, one-shot, threesome, smut, pwp, NSFW)

Sweet Surprise - (Napoleon x reader, fluff, pregnancy, ficlet, one-shot)

Picky - headcanon

Will Shaw

Itsy, Bitsy Spider - (Will x ofc, fluff, ficlet, one shot)

Sex Marathon - headcanon (smut)

HEADCANONS

Headcanons masterlist

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Daniel Sharman Fan Fiction

RPF

Next Level Sexting (Daniel x reader, one-shot, NSFW, 18+, sexting, dirty talking, smut, masturbation)

That's What Friends Are For (Daniel x reader, one-shot, NSFW, 18+, virgin reader, loss of virginity, sex, smut)

Cursed

From Ashes to Fire - ongoing (Lancelot x ofc, slow burn)

The Punisher - one shot (The Weeping Monk x ofc, smut, dub con, pwp)

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The Maze Runner Fan Fiction

Safe Haven - ongoing (Thomas x OFC, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Smut included in some chapters)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9 + 10

Part 11

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Original work

Pixie (One-shot, fluff, smut, virgin ofc, nsfw, 18+)

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