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I'm here for the perfect blog and for the request: a Henry very needy for attention, soft kisses and cuddles, that doesn't let you do a thing because he wants your attention only for him. I'm needy for fluffy Henry! 💖💝

After the very angsty drabble yesterday, here's some teeth rotting fluff with Henners. Also, thank you anon bean for the request. ❤️

Title: Never let you go

You turned around the corner to go up the stairs to your bedroom when you spotted it. The reversible octopus plushie was perched on the banister with its side flipped to a frown. You picked up the toy and placed it in the basket with your folded laundry to take it up to the bedroom where you hoped to find the bearer of the frowning octopus. You almost let out a chuckle when you saw another plushie at the upstairs landing, just staring at you with the big frown on it's face.

"Henry." You called out, picking up the soft toy and walking inside the bedroom.

There he was, your big lug of a husband, settled under the covers with his back against the headboard. Kal was situated at the end of the bed, looking at you with big droopy eyes before going back to sleep.

Placing the basket on a chair, you took both the plushies in your hand and turned to look at Henry. "What is wrong with my hubby?"

"You know I'm going back to work tomorrow right?" He frowned and you snorted at how much you wanted to squish his face right now. "Come to bed, please." He pouted, making puppy eyes at you.

Throwing the plushies back to him, which he effortlessly caught with his hands, you entered the covers to sit next to him. Henry was still in his clothes from the night before, in his black track pants with the blue tank that he loved so much, with his chest hair peeking from the top.

You chuckled when Henry pulled you towards him with his arm and slid further under the covers to lie flat, dragging you along to lie on his chest. Kal threw a dirty look at being disturbed by Henry's long legs hitting his bum, before jumping off the bed to lie on the floor.

"I almost don't want to go back to set." Henry sighed, running his fingers through your hair.

"Yeah you've become quite lazy these days. How will you wake up in the morning?"

You craned your neck to peer at him with a goofy grin and giggled when Henry threw a disgruntled look at you. Pecking his cheek, you laid on your side, balancing your head on your hand. Throwing your leg to lie on top of his, you began gently letting your fingers twirl in his soft curls.

"You're only saying that now. When you go back on set you wouldn't want to return." You heart ached just a little bit thinking about your empty house once Henry leaves with Kal. "And you're only a flight away."

"A ten hour flight away."

Both of you fell silent thinking about the vast distance that's going to befall once he leaves. Henry let out another sigh, turning on his side to face you, pulling your leg up to his hip.

"We're not getting out of bed today." He announced, smiling at you while tracing the contours of your cheek with his fingertips.

"Who's going to do the chores?"

"Later. I'll help, promise."

Wounding an arm around your waist, he pulled you flush against his body. He brought his other arm underneath your head, and with a gentle hold in your hair, he leaned in to claim your lips. His kiss wasn't hurried, with languid movements to memorize the feel of your supple lips against his, he took his time. Burying your fingers in his curls, you let yourself drown in the emotions. Your nostrils trickled with the faint spicy undertone of his cologne and the musk that belonged only to your Henry. You took a deep breath, letting yourself be consumed by the love you both shared.

As promised, neither of you got out of bed. The day turned into night, long kisses were shared with soft cuddles and caresses. Henry had also dozed off while you had been talking to his mom on the phone. Nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, Henry had wrapped his bulky arms around your frame with not leaving space for even air to pass through.

But you were not one to complain. You loved Henry even more when he was being exceptionally affectionate and needy. Goodbyes were hard for both of you, but even worse for him because he had to leave everyone behind. So you let him find his solace in you, to remember you for the days you would spend apart, even if it meant spending lazying in bed.

Kissing the top of his head, you lovingly looked at your husband. His eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open, slow snores leaving his parted lips. You reached for the octopus plushie on the nightstand and flipped it to the side with the cute smile

"Happy like my Henry." You whispered at the toy, before taking your phone and snapping a picture of a sleeping Henry with the smiling plushie on his head.

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Words of Wisdom with Alexis Rose

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henry cavill fic/blurb rec 2020

did not who henry cavill was until tumblr and even then i only read teh fanfiction because the writing is fantastic!!!! so heres my favs from 2020 (sorry for the repetitiveness!) but i hope u all enjoy. Thank you to the writers tagged <3

♞: Fic: Hot for Teacher @ladyreapermc

♞: LOVE’S A DRUG! @viking-raider

♞: The Princess @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Henry. @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Anywhere I want, just not home. (1/3) @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Green Monster @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Wanna be a baby-momma? @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Don’t Make Me Choose @angrythingstarlight 

♞: Big baby @lovieebby

♞: Kal’s Best Friend @angrythingstarlight

♞: tiktok trend where the girl will straddle her bf and look seductive but then will stand up and fall on him @punani 

♞: Late Night @rosethornsanddaisies

♞: “Baby Please Come Home” feat. chris evans @crispyimagines17

♞: A Good Night’s Sleep @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: MEASURED IN LOVE @viking-raider

♞: THE ONE WITH THE FIGHT @hangonimwriting

♞: Distance and Apologies @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Little Emelia @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Daddy Time @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Babe. @lovelycavills

♞: The Cat’s Meow @sweetdreamsofgelato

♞: Yes, you may. @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: Night Drive (dark themes) @littlefreya

♞: Henry accidentally spills he has a daughter & wife @sweetdreamsofgelato

♞: POWERLESS @viking-raider

♞: Play Date @sweetdreamsofgelato

♞: When Is It Okay to Interrupt My Teaching?  If Henry Cavill Enters the Room! @beck07990

♞: KISSES @viking-raider

♞: No Boyfriend’s @oh-for-fic-sake 

♞: Getting Henry to Pay Attention to You @queenxxxsupreme

♞: Count Dracula @cruelfvkingsummer

♞: RAGE NUGGET @viking-raider

♞: Unexpected events @iguessweallcrazyithinktho

♞: NICK-NAMES @viking-raider

♞: No cardio @wolvesandhoundshowltogether

♞: FAILED GRADES @viking-raider

♞: Waxing @oh-for-fic-sake

♞: ICICLES @iloveyouyen 

♞: The Cavill Pack Halloween @its–fandom–darling

♞: Munchkin! @littlefreya

♞: Dad!Henry with a newborn babe @fun-with-jane

♞: SIGNAL *KAL DRABBLE* @viking-raider

♞: Silverfox @littlefreya

♞: dad Henry, how he’d call his little girl princess but her mom also responds to it because he called her that a lot. Now they’re married and she still thinks it’s her nickname but their daughter reminds her “nope I’m the princess now mom” @fun-with-jane

♞: If reader was scared of kal (big dogs) @viking-raider

♞: Silent Night. @fourmarkdove

♞: DR. CAVILL @viking-raider 

♞: imagine coming home trashed to Henry or Chris and them taking care of you, but then the next day they punish you. @fun-with-jane

♞: daddy!Henry react to you wearing a Captain America shirt?! @fun-with-jane

♞: HENRY CAVILL, THE RUGBY DAD (1/2) @achaoticaugust

♞: A Rugby Dad-to-be’s Guide to Participation. (3/?) @hlkwrites

♞: The Director @littlefreya

♞: Make Me @honeychicanawrites 

♞: Another Birthday Surprise @oh-for-fic-sake

♞: quack @lovieebby

♞: DADDY WHO? @viking-raider

♞: Meeting Kal @meowpurrbooks

♞: VIRUS MEET STUBBORN @viking-raider

♞: A Forever Home @oh-for-fic-sake

♞: KAL COMFORT @viking-raider

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Me: My standards for male love interests in books are pretty high at the moment. I got to admit that.

Author: His hair was black. His eyes were blue and his smirk was really seductive.

Also me: That will do. Sir, we’re married now.

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“The training for these kind of things, the most important thing is your health so you can stay physically fit without injuries while doing all these crazy things… That’s what it really is for. I mean, yes, you’re supposed to look a certain way aesthetically — especially getting your shirt off — but it’s mostly for just staying healthy.”- Henry Cavill in an interview with Benjamin VanHoose (People.com, Dec. 2019).

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HENRY CAVILL as Napoleon Solo THE MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E (2015) dir. Guy Ritchie

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Those curls 😍

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Henry Cavil is daddy

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Henry Cavill as Sherlock Holmes in ENOLA HOLMES (2020)

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Henry Cavill in ENOLA HOLMES (2020)

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Henry Cavill as Sherlock Holmes ENOLA HOLMES (2020) dir. Harry Bradbeer

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HENRY CAVILL and SAM CLAFIN Enola Holmes (2020) Bloopers

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Hope you're feeling better. Sending loads of hugs ❤️

Period

Pairings: Sam x sister, Dean x sister

Words: 1000+

Warning(s): Period, loads of fluff

A/N: This is a super fluffy fic dedicated to all the women out there. 

PS: I had pretty bad cramps this time, so it’s the inspiration behind this fic.

Summary: The reader suffers from bad cramps during her period and the boys help her feel better.

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You toss around in bed and groan loudly as another cramp hits you. You curl up into a fetal position, hoping it might ease the pain a little. It doesn’t. You try a different sleeping position; it barely helps for 5 minutes before you must change positions again. Unable to bear the pain, you start to cry; it’s really bad this time. You can feel the tears slide down from your eyes onto your pillow. You squeeze your eyes shut and grind your teeth. You really need some painkillers and a heating pad. You try getting out of bed but moving even a little hurts. You sob into the pillow, one hand clutched at your abdomen tightly, the other clenched in a fist.

You hear a knock at the door. “Y/N? Can I come in?”

You thank your stars when you hear your oldest brother outside the door. You want to reply but you’re just in too much pain. The door is open; you know he’ll come in.

“Sweetheart?” Dean calls out, opening the door.

He sees you lying on the bed, crying and clutching your stomach. He instantly knows you’re on your period.

“Sammy!” He shouts through the open door. He then comes and sits next to you, dipping the bed a little. He runs his hands up and down your back gently.

“Shhh… don’t cry sweetheart, it’s going to be okay.” He soothes. He hates to see you in so much pain. He really wishes he could do something to stop you from suffering every month. He continues to rub your back, hoping it gives you some relief. He wipes of your tears as you continue to sob. You shut your eyes, praying the pain will go away. You hear footsteps enter the room.

Sam looks at you and frowns. It sucks to see you in so much pain. Dean and he exchange concerned glances.

“I’ll get the painkillers and a heating pad.” Sam says and walks out the door.

You start to sob again as another cramp hits you. You squeeze your eyes shut and whimper. Dean tries to sit you up gently.

“Come here baby… Shhhh… Don’t cry. Come here… ”, he wraps his arms around you comfortingly. You place your head against his chest as he rocks you back and forth.

“Shhhh… Sammy will be back soon. It’ll be okay. Shhhh… Don’t cry sweetheart.” He comforts you, holding your head against his chest in a protective manner.

Sam comes in with some Midol and a heating pad. He hands you a pill and a glass of water.

“Here baby, these will help you feel better.”

You swallow the pill with a big gulp of water. Dean hands you the heating pad and helps you lay down. He brushes the hair out of face and wipes of the tears from your cheeks. He rubs soothing circles on your back as you try to fall asleep. He hums softly until you eventually pass out.

You wake up a couple of hours later feeling much better as the Midol has taken effect. You take a hot shower and decide to get something to eat. As you walk out of the room, you see Dean coming toward you.

“Hey baby… I was just about to come and check on you. How are you feeling?”

“Much better Dee, but it’s still hurting a little.”

“Come on… You hungry?” he asks, taking you by the hand into the TV den.

You walk into the den and gasp. The table is filled with your favorite chocolates, marshmallows, a jar of Nutella and take-out from your favorite restaurant. The couch is propped with pillows and folded blankets. Sam is seated next to a bunch of DVD’s holding a large tub of popcorn.

“What’s going on?” you ask, surprised.

“What do you mean “what’s going on”?” Dean asks, indignant. “Its Saturday Movie Night! Don’t tell me you forgot.”

Saturday movie night was a thing the three of you had come up with to have a fun night once in a while. Often, you would be away on a hunt for days together. Saturday movie night was a way ensuring you all caught a break from the life of hunting. Though, it only happened whenever you were at home on a weekend, it was great fun. You would take turns picking a movie and the take-out restaurant and then the three of you would spend the night in the den, enjoying the movie and then, falling asleep on the couch.

“Hey sweetheart! Are you feeling better?” Sam calls out seeing you.

You nod and give him a small smile. “Come on then, pick a movie.”

“But I picked last week. It’s your turn Dee” You say, turning to Dean.

“I know. But you can pick today.” He smiles.

You’re surprised by this. Dean never gives up a chance to pick the movie.

You raise your eyebrows at him, “Really? Are you sure about this?”

“Yes baby. Tonight, you get to pick.” He states, gesturing towards the DVDs.

You sit and look at the DVDs they’ve bought. There are a bunch of Marvel movies on there. You love Marvel movies.

“You guys…” you say beaming at the brothers.

“See… told you she’d love them” Sam says, smugly.

Dean shakes his head, “I live with such nerds.”

“Let’s watch Dr.Strange!” you squeal, excitedly. Who doesn’t love Benedict Cumberbatch?

“Dr.Strange it is then!” Sam says, taking the DVD and inserting into the player.

And so the three of you spend the entire evening, eating junk food and enjoying the movie. Dean makes a face and complains loudly when he realizes that Sam’s not brought any pie. You and Sam laugh when he pouts like a child. Sam throws in an occasional comment about how you need healthier alternatives while watching the movie and has a pillow thrown at his face. Dean rolls his eyes every now and then, at some scene in the movie, pretending it’s too silly for him even though you know he’s hooked on to the story. Both brothers pause the movie whenever you groan, feeling a painful cramp.  Sam runs out in the middle of the movie to reheat your heating-pad. Dean rubs your back softly, trying to soothe the pain. They both smile when you cutely fall asleep on Dean’s shoulder, before the movie ends. Sam adjusts a pillow as Dean gently shifts you, not wanting to wake you. They cover you with a blanket and kiss you goodnight on the forehead.