#henry cavill henry cavill headcannon

[hibiscuswrites]

Can I request a headcanon for sex with Captain Syverson. Is he rough or gentle? Does he take charge I The bedroom just like he does in the field or does he like to lie back and give you control?

9 times out of 10, he's sweeter than apple pie

He deals with such violence when he's deployed, he just wants to be surrounded by everything soft and sweet and gentle

He's all about soft kisses and hand-holding

He cradles your face and whispers into your ear how much he missed his pretty girl and how happy he is to be back with you

His hips are slow and languid but forceful enough to make sure you both get there

He's a big softie

I see him being fine with 50/50

Sometimes he takes control but he's still relatively gentle with you

Others he craves being able to just let go and not have to take the reigns

He always has to be in control, be the one calling the shots when he's out in the field

And it drains him

So every now and then he not only is ok with giving up control, but he encourages it

Lays back in the bed, arms out to the sides or maybe even resting up above his head as he gives you the power

Let's you do whatever your pussy heart desires

All "you got it darlin'" and "yes ma'am"

But sometimes that's not the case

Sometimes when he comes home frustrated and still pumped full of testosterone

Just to walk in and see you all soft and sweet

Panties poking out just a little from underneath your baggy shirt

Your shoulder exposed just a little bit

Your thighs soft and plush and smooth and begging to be bitten

He can show you exactly how he became a captain

Being sharp and gruff

Ordering you around

Hands rough and demanding as he gropes you

One fisted into your hair while the other slips between your legs

Teasing you until you're babbling a mix of "please" and "yes sir"

Really just depends on the day

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[spaceisinfinite-writes]

I'm loving the new Jaskier song, but I've been sent down a rabbit hole and have an unnerving prediction for season 3, from a writer's perspective.

The new 'Ride Witcher Ride" song feels to me not only like a type of spell (possibly a resurrection spell?), but also like an encouragement by Jaskier to Geralt to get back on his feet and get Ciri back from the Evil Forces using his friends and family he doesn't want to admit he has.

My theory is that they're going to do a lose all hope situation here, where Ciri is captured and Yen is somehow incapacitated, and Geralt "killed."

Jaskier, of course, escapes or gets Geralt's "dead" body out of the danger and to safety, but because of his experiences with magic and Destiny (See Blood Origins), he knows that Geralt is going to come back and get Ciri. There's really no other outcome for him. It might even be that Yen and the inhabitants of Brokilon Forest will be responsible for bringing Geralt back from wherever his soul is trapped, and Jaskier will probably be there to help fill him in and then help him on his journey as he has been. Keep in mind that bards are the original historians, sharing crucial information through stories, poetry, and song (and Joey Batey absolutely kills this role).

My question is: Are they going to "kill" off Geralt as we know him (Henry Cavil) during season 3, so that when he is resurrected, they can explain his change in looks as new Geralt (Liam Hemsworth)?

OR

They're going to use this resurrection to somehow explain a slow change in his appearance? Almost like something is slightly off but you can't tell (thanks to the magic that is makeup and special effects).

While I'm generally displeased with Netflix's treatment of Jaskier, I do feel this will be a brilliant way to play off the change in Geralt's actor because even with makeup and tech, there's going to be a noticeable change. Also, it's an interesting way for them to include Jaskier here, not only because he is important to the storyline, but also because of the love fans have for him. So I'm curious to see how they deal with this as a writer.

[sultryfandoms]

Headcannon Time!

“My Favorite Boys” (Being The Young Bucks' Little Sister and she's dating Henry Cavill)

Matt and Nick are very overprotective people with their loved ones and more especially with their little sister; you.

So when your older brothers had found about the actor Henry Cavill dating their little sister, their protectiveness went into overdrive because they don't want you to get your heartbroken;

Though sometimes their protectiveness gets annoying to you.

"He's not the one for you Y/N" Nick and Matt would often say about your boyfriend.

"How would y'all know? You haven't even met Henry yet! He makes me happy, I love him and he loves me! The main reason why I don't let you meet him is because of your overprotective asses!" You spat out in frustration and that made them stop badmouthing Henry.

Meanwhile, Henry wants to meet them, to let Matt and Nick know how much he loves you.

"I don't think it's that bad love, I want to meet your brothers, I want to befriend them and prove to them that I will never ever hurt you" he smiled and kissed your forehead

As soon as they met; after all the "hurt her and we'll kill you" threats are out of the way;

The three of them were literally inseparable.

Matt and Nick made him a member of the Elite, to the amusement of Kenny and Hangman (and to Brandon's jealousy, he literally thinks that Henry is his replacement)

He often appears in their BTE vlogs

Matt and Nick also offered to train Henry to wrestle

And in turn Henry introduces them to the world of Warhammer, becoming closer than ever.

Heck, Kal is even The Elite's new mascot.

"And yet I thought you both hate him, nowadays he spends more time with you guys than me!" You joke

"He's a cool guy! And Nick and I know that you'll be happy with him (Y/N/N)." Matt spoke

"I'm a lot happier now that all of my favorite boys get along."

Feel free to lmk if you wanna be on my upcoming taglist ❤️

[greatfandom]

Thank you <3

I don't know how to think you guys, this is the best almost Christmas gift I've ever been given.

I started this page on a wimp and I honestly didn't think people would enjoy it this much. I'm so glad to make people happy in sharing writing.

Thank you so much to my sporters, I can't wait for the future.

[witchywithwhiskey]

dirty filthy truckers universe masterlist

breaker, breaker 🎙️ and welcome to a universe of dirty filthy truckers

in this masterlist you'll find all my fics, series, drabbles, thoughts and headcannons about the dirty filthy men who inhabit this trucker universe, and links to individual series masterlists. everything in this universe is tagged #trucker au on my blog.

trucker Ari Levinson series: trucker king (series masterlist)

summary: after you're stranded on the side of the road, you're picked up by a truck driver who expects to be repaid for his kindness.

part 1

part 2 (epilogue)

part 3

truckers Jake Jensen, Andy Barber and Lee Bodecker are introduced in trucker friends

summary: you overhear Ari talking to his friends on the CB radio and he's determined to make sure they know who you belong to.

read here

trucker Jake Jensen series: trucker prince charming (series masterlist to come)

summary: your favorite trucker visits the glory holes at the strip club where you work, and he's determined to finally make you his.

part 1

part 2

trucker Andy Barber series: untitled

introduction thoughts

how Andy likes to be greeted when he gets home thoughts

trucker Walter Marshall series: untitled

introduction thoughts

club owner Ransom Drysdale series: untitled

introduction thoughts

other characters in this universe

trucker au August Walker

trucker Bucky is gonna be scary

trucker Freezy

trucker Bucky Barnes (these thoughts are going to become Lee's story)

trucker Lee Bodecker

other Henry Cavill characters

[icycoldninja]

Allow me to elaborate:

What about the DMC men with a devil hunter reader who seems very stoic, reserved and quiet spoken ( it can be mistaken them as shy ) but is actually a big dinosaur nerd

Like one moment, she can zone out into another dimension but when the topic of dinosaurs came up, immediately “locked in”, and especially interested if it comes to the topic of Jurassic Park and Jurassic world(Reminds me of that one interview where Henry Cavill immediately get interested in the conversation once WarHammer 40K was mentioned)

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Reader: Did you know that in the novelization version of Jurassic Park…Nedry was killed in a very gruesome way in comparison to the movies ?

Vergil (uninterested yet interested): What about it?

Reader: He got blinded with the acid, which caused him to topple down in pain. After that, he was slashed across his lower abdomen but he was unaware that he was holding his own intestines so it did take tine for him to come to a realization but not long after, the last thing mentioned of him was the Dilophosaurus holding his head in its maw…Yes, it’s bigger than it’s Chibi version in the film ☺️✨

Vergil (unsure what to say in case he hurts her feelings): That was…violent to say the least

Or maybe one day when they accidentally walk into her bedroom, just to find out hundreds of dinosaur related stuff, and a freaking 1:1 ratio of a Velociraptor dressed in Victorian ball gown and a feathered hat on top. Weird but endearing

Lol sure.

Sparda boys + V x Dino nerd!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

He originally thought you were one of those cold, quiet and reserved types, to which he was used to, and was very surprised to find you had a soft spot for dinosaurs.

-Has no idea what dinosaurs are; all he's ever known are demons, which are somewhat similar to dinosaurs, but not exact.

-He once went into your room to ask you something and found a 1:1 Velociraptor statue smack dab in the middle of it.

-He thinks you're cute when you start rambling on about dinosaurs and their characteristics. Even though he doesn't understand much of it, it's fun to see you smiling and happy.

-Buys you dinosaur figurines because he knows you love them.

-Will certainly re-watch all the Jurassic Park movies with you, and since there's a healthy dose of violence, he actually finds it pretty interesting.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil always thought you were like him since you were silent and rarely ever disclosed anything about yourself.

-You also had a habit of staring off into space, not paying any mind to the world around you. It was a strange habit, but Vergil didn't mind. He liked the silence.

-Then one day, someone mentioned dinosaurs around you and your whole personality switched. You were instantly on your feet, rambling excitedly about the lore of the dinosaur being discussed.

-Vergil was surprised to see this kind behavior from you, but was also intrigued. You were full of surprises, weren't you?

-He will sit through Jurassic Park movies with you for however long you want and will gladly listen to any fun facts you wish to disclose. It's not long before he develops an interest for dinosaurs himself.

-Vegil eventually finds himself a walking encyclopedia on dinosaur knowledge, and it's all because of you.

□ Nero □

-Nero never expected you to be such a nerd; he'd always pegged you as a serious, stoic individual, but you still managed to surprise him.

-Nero is somewhat familiar with dinosaurs thanks to excitable children with personalites much like yours at the orphanage.

-He only knows the basics, as mentioned before, and was never really fond of them, even in his youth, but you're here to change all that, aren't you?

-Loves to look at your dinosaur collection because he just likes to spend time with you, and if that means staring at all the different figurines you have, so be it.

-He'll watch all the movies you want with you, even if he doesn't find them all that interesting.

-He thinks that velociraptor statue in your room is cool as hell, though, and wonders why it's wearing a dress.

● V ●

-V admired you at first for your quiet mysteriousness, and later, for your hidden dorky side.

-It might be because the hidden nerdy aspect of your personality is just like his; he has his poetry and you have your dinosaurs.

-Speaking of dinosaurs, V would love it if you could tell him more about these magnificent creatures. Did they really roam the earth? Do you really have one in your room? Will it move?

-Upon seeing the dinosaur statue in your room, V is astonished. He's never seen such a large creature that hasn't tried to kill him, and finds it adorable that you put a Victorian dress on it.

-He watches all the movies you set up for him with glee, and even though some parts can be quite violent, it's nothing he hasn't seen before.

-Slowly becomes as much of a dino nerd as you are. As a result, chatting about dinosaur trivia becomes a daily, if not hourly, occurrence.

[doodle-pops]

I have a question, I ain't thirsty I'm ace so lol but what voices do you headcannon for the gondolin elves or the big 7 (Mae, maglor, celegorm so on) I can't spell for shit I'm dyslexic forgive me

I actually don't have any headcanons for any character voices 🙈. I never went that far with my physical traits for them, so this is homework you're giving me. But I'll try my best with how I headcanon them (I suck at describing voices)

Maedhros — Tom Hiddleston or Benedict Cumberbatch; that's the best comparison I got. It's sultry. How else do you think he gets people to be captivated by him?

Maglor — he sounds like he's speaking cursive lol. It's melodic because he hypothesizes you as he speaks. The best I got is Ben Barnes.

Celegorm — in my head, he sounds like a mixture of Geralt from The Witcher and Thor (Chris Hemsworth)

Caranthir — his voice is raspy and a bit deeper than Maedhros. Probably Tom Ellis

Curufin — I got nothing for him :) like I can't pinpoint his voice...Sam Claflin.

Amrod & Amras — Fred and George from HP (a bit too obvious ain't it?)

Glorfindel — a Jamie Campbell Bower and a Chad Michael Murray mixture going on there.

Ecthelion — I wanna say Henry Cavill, but I have him as a reference for Fingolfin, so I'll use Nikolaj Coster–Waldau

Galdor — Maybe Andrew Garfield. His voice is so light and full of energy.

Rog — Adam Driver, nuff said. It's deep enough for a big beefy man.

Egalmoth — Hmm, hard choice but I went with Avan Jogia/Ian Somerhalder

Maeglin — Taron Egerton maybe a mix of that an Richard Madden (the tones). I picture his voice raspy.

[mrlondonboy]

𓏲  *   ( sebastian stan, cismale, he/him, henry cavill cc )   ⸺   pictures of HAROLD “HARRY”  GRIFFIN JR have been showing up all over my feed, and considering the last time they were #trending, it was due to not signing on his latest superhero movie — i'm not likely to unfollow anytime soon. with their fitted suits that could be dressed down, slicked back hair and striking blue eyes,  i'm not surprised to hear that they are considered part of the BLUE BLOODS. after forty years, they've managed to garner a reputation for being more generous than dramatic, but their critics say that they're more impulsive than creative when they aren't too busy focusing on their living in the shadow of his multi-Emmy winning father, attending the endless award shows and after parties, huge superhero franchise that are impossible to escape. when they aren't occupied with their work as a producer / actor, they've been sighted reading comic books. reputation.com has taken to calling them LONDON BOY in order to avoid a lawsuit ( again ).

. . . . . ╰──╮connections | career | pinterest | playlist

full name:  Harold Griffin Jr

nicknames:  Harry, HGJ

gender:  cismale

pronouns:  he/him

sexuality:  bisexual

age:  forty

date of birth:  February 3

birthplace: London, England

zodiac sign:  Aquarius

occupation:  producer / actor

career claim: Henry Cavill

inspiration: Robert Downy Jr, Scott Eastwood, Alex Skarsgard

tldr;

Harry is the first child out of four to famous film director Harry Griffin Sr. ( Steven Spielberg fame ). He had always grew up around movies.

Going to movie premiers were just fun family activity for Harry growing up. He also loved to visit his father on set. He did get small background roles in a lot of his father's films.

His family moved from London to LA when he was fifteen. His mother wanted him and his siblings to have a little bit of a normal childhood. He attended the best private schools both in London and LA.

By the time he was turning 18, Harry was in the spotlight. The world knew about him, from his father. He was a bit of a teenage heart throb that wasn't actually in the film industry. All of his fame came from his father's success.

His curiosity on getting more into film industry had him asking other directors, who were friends of his father to be in their movies. It took a while but Harry got his first acting credit in a small period film . It showed off Harry's true acting skills.

Soon every teenage girl had posters of him on their walls. Harry was going to events and premieres just for him to be there on the carpet. He became a true 90's heartthrob

His next movie he landed was a large budget historical piece . The director loved his look that they needed him to be in the film. The film blew up in the box office sky rocketing Harry's career. He was one of Hollywood's biggest name before 30.

After the success of the film, he took a few roles here and there but it was at this time that he wanted to work behind the scenes and start producing. Mostly working with his favorite directors and cast. He did this for a few years, taking a break from being in the main spotlight. He didn't stop acting, just not taking the main lead.

It was the casting choice for one hugely anticipated superhero movie that got Harry back in front of the camera. He was the number one choice to play Superman in the latest remake. He took pride in the role, enjoying the promotion for the movie. The fandom the came with the movie really

Headcannons;

Despite being a born and raised in London, a lot of people believe he is American after his role as Superman.

He is a huge comic / superhero fan. He even produced all the Superman films he was in. As well some other super hero films.

He has a three year old Border Collie, Quinn, to keep his home occupied.

More to come !

[beanhardy]

~Beanhardys Masterlist~

Hello! My name is Terri , feel free to send asks!

THE HUNGER GAMES :

Peeta Mellark~

Peeta wakes up from a nightmare, but you’re here to keep him safe.

Contains angst😡 and a bit of fluff❤️

What it’s like to be in a relationship with Peeta (set between the first and second movie)

Contains fluff ❤️ and smut ❤️‍🔥

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Characters I plan on writing for:

Josh Hutcherson characters

Chris Evans characters

Sebastian Stan characters

Henry Cavill characters

Tom Hardy characters

[rissa72]

Favorite Stories

None of these stories are mine

Ghoul

Nsfw alphabet

Darlin

Janeys dad

Rumors

Orange colored sky

Peachy

Not again

Can ghouls blush

All over again

Smoothie and the ghoul

Bout damn time

My heart is a sad affair

Sweeter than honey

Test subject (cat mutant)

End of the world

Rock a bye baby

Kiss me you animal

Faces of old

Feo fuerte y formal

Pretty thing

Atomic baby

Strangers no more

Masterlist 1

Photos

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2

Eric Coulter

Nsfw alphabet

Headcanons

Try me

Run for your money

I hate initiates

This is what happens

Driving me insane

The lesson

Masterlist 1

Photos

GOT

Sandor

In The north

Die for you

Masterlist 1

Tyrion

After birth

Aamond

Lykir

Tywin

When night falls

LOTR/ Hobbit

Thranduil

Nsfw alphabet

Borimir

Princess

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

Headcannons nsfw

Haymitch

Moves and counter moves

Daryl Dixon

Against a tree

Blood ties

Unearthed

Desert rose

Don't mean I know

Never again

I like it long

Purring

Sleepy fun

Double trouble

Photos

Photos 2

Head canons

TWD

1

Severus

Secret lovers

The gift

Masterlist

Eddie munson

Jealousy, jealousy

Into the fire

Luca

Promts

Reassurance

Mics

Damian Preist

Saturn

After he wins championship

Masterlist

Raymond Smith

Let there be complaints

House M.D.

Wilson

Blue or pink

Ace Merrill

Ace keeping period products

Ace wanting to cuddle

Harvey Spector

Warm

Plan Ruined

Discrete not detached

Henry Cavill

Midnight activities

Sleepy snuggles

My favorite cardio

Benny

English class

Not built for this

Sweven

Caim

SOA

Your boyfriend's a bitch

Juice

Love me like you do

Happy

Eleven days

Miss me

Billy hargrove

Masterlist

Captain Jack Sparrow

Lost moment

Criminal minds

Spencer reid

Psych you out

Black cat girlfriend

Mr Reid

Pool

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[hibiscuswrites]

Hello! I read your headcanon about Captain Syverson (my favorite captain) being nervous on his first date - that was so adorable!

Would you mind doing another one of how he possibly struggles to muster the courage to ask the girl who makes him that nervous out on a first date?

I'm so happy you liked it 🥰 Thank you for reading

He's shakin' in his boots

He's rusty

Hasn't been out on a date in a while

Much less asked a girl out on one

He's been out in the field so long

Seeing such terrible things day in and day out

Even when he's home on R&R, it's like he's always waiting on the other foot to drop

And if he's not on edge, he's flat-out bored

He's always used to being in control for the most part

Control of situations

Control of his emotions

But when he meets you, that changes

You're so sweet and wonderful

You make him remember a time before his life was all violence and war

When he was younger and more free

It starts as a bit of a crush that he thinks he's got a handle on

But soon he wants to spend every waking second with you

And suddenly he's ok with having a few weeks before he gets sent back out on a deployment

Because he wants to spend them with you, as much as you'll have him

He enjoys being a friend to you, and he sure hopes he's not misreading the room

But he wants more, and he feels confident that you do too

The way your smile takes up half your face when you see him

How he swears your eyes twinkle when he calls you Darlin'

How his skin tingles when you rest your hand on his forearm to get his attention

He's got it for you bad and it's almost laughable how much he has to psych himself up to ask you out

If only the boys could see him

Practicing it out loud to hear what sounds better

Trying to determine if he should be more playful or direct and honest

He's had an easier time reaching for a live grenade and hurling it back at the enemy than he does getting those words out

"You think maybe you'd wanna...get dinner with me one of these days? Go out and get a nice steak, maybe some wine? I'd love to take you out, if you'd have me."

And his heart is in his throat while he waits for your response

But the butterflies cover up the palpitations when you nod, head tilted to the side cuter than ever as you gaze at him

"I think I will."

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[viktorkrumslayss]

First meeting headcannons for Sherlock Holmes

I hope you like it if you want a part 2 let me know

[Henry cavill sherlock]

I imagine you and sherlock would meet while he's looking for Enola up in London

You found Mycrofts article in the paper and decided to take up on it but not informing him because he's a sexist twat anyways

You both ended up at the same location and bumped into each other

Literally

He was quite suspicious of you at first because you don't really see many detectives anymore let alone female ones

He'd probably be asking you questions about what your doing and why you're in the more sketchier part of London instead of the more popular parts

You knew he was Enolas brother based on the name and worked your ways round his question by saying you were looking for someone

But continued to help look for enola anyways

He was cold to you at first not letting his guard down incase you were an enemie or someone who would be considered trouble

But even so you grew on him and he offered you to stay with him in his apartment at 221 Baker Street for a little while until you find your 'person'

He eventually completely let his guard down and even considered you his friend

[Maybe something more that he reallyyyyyy wanted but squashed it down because of the need of finding Enola]

You and his sister are his world

He asked for your advice on Enola and where she may be and where you think she would have gone

After finding her he decides that he'll continue helping you find your person until you tell him you were also actually looking for Enola

You continued living with him until he had to go back to Mycroft in his childhood home and you were about to say your goodbyes until he asked you to come with him and Enola

He didn't completely tell you how he felt but it was already quite out in the open and you both felt it was quite obvious

Enola was overjoyed to have an older sister and welcomed you in lovingly but Mycroft didn't accept someone he deemed lower then him but who cares about mycroft

[highlord-raeran]

UNDER fancy CONSTRUCTION

uma ficha fácil de ver, mas sem os edits bonitos de praxe.

—  INFORMAÇÕES IC.

A CORTE NOTURNA recebe seu grão-senhor RAERAN “BRYAXIS” TASSARION. Certamente ele tem TREZENTOS E QUINZE anos a ser acrescentado em sua dourada existência. Ele pode ser reconhecido como sendo COMPASSIVO e TACITURNO. No reino mortal, poderia ser facilmente confundido com HENRY CAVILL.

Pais: Grão-senhor Thalanil (falecido). Grã-senhora Amnestria. Filhos em ordem cronologica: Horith (falecido), Raeran e Cyran. Esposa: Nuala. Filhos: Ceruleon (natimorto) e Manon (criança).

obrigatoriedade nas aplicações:

headcannons:

Amnestria e Thalanil se conheceram nos campos de treinamento dos illyrianos, em um local pouquíssimo frequentado por seus ocupantes. Thalanil, sobrecarregado pelas funções de seu cargo, buscou naquele lugar remoto um momento para respirar. Amnestria, por outro lado, brigava e se frustrava com sua inépcia com as armas; arrancando cascas de árvores sem jeito algum. Thalanil encontrou na illyriana o sopro de liberdade que tanto queria e Amnestria encontrou a salvação no grão-senhor. Não queria ter suas asas cortadas e não tinha talento como guerreira. A união foi abençoada e a festa durou semanas, porque era mais do que amor. Eram mate bond.

Três filhos vieram da união: Horith, Raeran e Cyran.

Mesmo com a corte dividida e parcialmente secreta, a família soube equilibrar a influência e poder sobre as ramificações. Um processo delicado e complexo, mas nunca impossível. E enquanto lutavam para achar novamente o meio termo, os filhos cresceram em direção divergentes. Horith assumiu o papel de herdeiro com excelência, desenvolvendo a habilidade mental e estudando seus poderes como era de se esperar. Cyran voltou seus olhos para a biblioteca, para Velaris e sua funcionalidade. Horith, assim como o pai, mantinha o punho de ferro sobre a corte dos pesadelos. Cyran especializava-se na magia, nas proteções, no constante desenvolver e aprimorar do sangue e poder que carregavam.

Raeran desde cedo mostrou sua indiferença perante a sucessão do trono. Ciente de que não herdaria o título e pouquíssimo interessado na magia, coube a segundo filho o caminho de exército. O único dentre os três com o dom natural de dançar ao sabor do vento e fascínio incompreensível pelas lâminas brilhantes. Amnestria não influenciou nessa decisão, mas conversou seriamente com o filho e ambos chegaram no acordo. Raeran seria mandado para o acampamento illyriano sem qualquer privilégio. Não teria o mesmo significado ou profundidade se tivesse comida diferenciada ou aquecido com as mais finas peles. Antes de sair em missão, cumpriu com seus deveres de possível sucessor: aprendendo as regras, conhecendo os rudimentares da magia… Ficar preparado para caso uma eventualidade acontecesse.

Levou tempo para se desprender das regalias, arrancar as facilidades e entender o que era ‘conquistar com as próprias mãos’. Raeran aprendeu a arte da guerra, a dança do combate e a resistência de longas horas de luta. De dormir ao relento e ter que procurar sustento na mata fechada e insípida, dos mais remotos climas e condições. E a cada noite que deitava sua cabeça na terra fria, mais certeza tinha de que tinha escolhido o certo. Subiu de patente com rapidez, depois de dominada a malícia, conquistou os ares tanto quanto a terra. Recolhendo as asas para dar o golpe perfeito e usá-las para melhor se locomover embaixo d’água. Seu corpo ganhava tamanho e delineado, assim como era salpicado de cicatrizes e manchas escuras dos golpes sofridos. Foi ali, nos campos de guerra, que Raeran trocou de nome. Bryaxis. O monstro nos confins da biblioteca da corte noturna, sem forma ou tamanho, mas implacável.

A guerra estourou e sacudiu Prythian em todos os espaços, trazendo a bagunça caótica da sede de sangue com a proteção dos lares. A corte noturna já estava acostumada com tais disputas, tanto que já estava preparada para ajudar e se defender. No meio de marchas e reconhecimento aéreo, Raeran conheceu Nuala, uma feerica das linhas de defesa de outra corte. No momento que a olhou nos olhos e as asas se fecharam para que pousasse ao lado, ele já sabia. Sentia dentro do peito que não era qualquer mulher que o encarava de volta, com desafio e coragem refletindo coléricos o que os próprios emitiam. Foi na guerra que se juntaram e firmaram a união, porque o que o suor sangue e lágrima junta, somente eles eram capazes de separar. O conflito se estendeu pelo que pareceu uma eternidade, mas nada poderia destruir o que tinham construído. A confiança que tinham, a certeza de que ficariam juntos ao fim de tudo.

Os feitos de vitória ecoaram pelo campo de treinamento illyriano quando foi dado início ao período de festas. Comemorações em nome da prosperidade e paz. Vinho jorrava para limpar o sangue incrustado, comida enchia a barriga ora preenchida pela miséria. Vida. Esperança. O início de um capítulo perfeito. Raeran seguiu como Comandante do Exército Illyriano, abaixo somente do Grão senhor seu pai (porque Horith jamais ousaria interferir no sucesso do segundo na linhagem). Montou uma pequena mansão às margens do mar num pedacinho de terra mais próximo da barreira de Velaris. Os dois tinham planos, de serem os primeiros a saber caso algo acontecesse, e que queriam criar os filhos conhecendo as duas realidades. O sonho que era a corte e a vida real, todo o continente de Prythian.

Nuala tinha certeza de que estivera grávida durante a guerra e perdera a criança por conta das atividades. Parte de Raeran também sabia, consolando a esposa a cada ciclo doloroso de sua espécie. O que podiam fazer com a vida ganha, no auge físico e mental, anos e anos pela frente? Eles tentaram. E tentaram. E se divertiram tentando, até que quase dois séculos depois a gravidez vingou. Raeran pediu afastamento do cargo, não podia ficar tão longe nem indisponível para a esposa. Nuala tão pouco parecia querer abrir mão do parceiro ao seu lado. Então, eles acompanharam. Dia após dia, meses e mais meses. Só para, no fim, a jornada mostrar-se infrutífera. O golpe abateu o casal com imensa tristeza e por muitos anos não tentaram novamente.

Enquanto Raeran e Nuala se acertavam na pequena bolha de tranquilidade, a corte dos Pesadelos se agitava. Os inúmeros problemas e situações acabando por trazer mais e mais da família para dentro do território, fechados na própria corte. Raeran não tinha grandes experiências com a famosa técnica de ‘boa vizinhança’ e, mesmo assim, assumiu algumas viagens com a esposa. Uma viagem emendou em outra, esticou para outro reino e uma festa mesclou em tantas que ganhou o nome de festival. Raeran serviu de representante por anos, comunicando-se com o pai através dos poderes daemati do patriarca e compartilhando tudo que lhe era respeito. Foram em duas visitas que o sorriso do destino brilhou mais forte. Na Corte Diurna, Nuala recebeu uma bênção e uma cura. Alguns meses depois, os sintomas familiares a acometendo novamente, ganhou a certeza de que estavam esperando mais uma vez.

A corte dos pesadelos ficou em segundo plano, Velaris se arrumou de verde e azul e todas as cores do arco-íris para a chegada de Manon dois meses depois. Uma menina forte, robusta, tão misturada que não sabiam dizer com quem parecia mais, o pai ou a mãe. Começaram as brincadeiras para provocar Horith e que, se bobeasse, Cyran deveria assumir a responsabilidade. Amnestria e Thalanil não podiam estar mais felizes. E de tão embriagados estavam na poderosa felicidade, não puderem evitar o infortúnio do jantar sob a montanha.

Parecia uma enorme cornucópia a larga mesa de jantar do salão principal. Súditos e outros membros da realeza divertindo-se ao som de música boa e vinho jorrando à vontade. Raeran não tocou em seu prato, assim como todas as vezes que visitava os domínios, pois não confiava em ninguém ali. Provavelmente era o único que tinha esse costume bobo e desrespeitoso (se não fosse a linhagem). Mas… Algo estava errado. Percebeu no primeiro passo para dentro da montanha e olhando para o pai, sabia que logo mais ele teria a percepção. O ex-comandante illyriano poderia ter saído do ofício, mas seus instintos continuavam tão afiados quanto antes. Taças foram erguidas, brindes foram feitos e Raeran cedeu ao momento. Embriagada, Nuala roubou o copo do marido e tomou sua dose. No movimento, empurrara com o pé o mais novo Tassarion o impedindo de tomar junto. Amnestria, já preocupada com a nora, esquecera de tomar sua porção.

O primeiro a cair foi Horith, roxo e de garganta inchada. Os membros da corte grã-feerica em seguida, terminando com a bela Nuala agarrada ao braço do marido. Thalanil se sustentava, a enorme batalha interna enquanto seu rosto assumia as cores azuladas. Um pensamento. Um único pensamento atravessou o ar e foi implantado na mente de Raeran antes do mundo colapsar e ele receber uma carga mágica inimaginável. A explosão foi tamanha que as luzes chamas das velas se apagaram, mesmo estando acesas. O breu salpicado da corrente pulsante dos novos poderes de Grão-Senhor do segundo da linhagem. E quando conseguiu se controlar, a cabeça cheia de caos, Raeran não era mais o mesmo. Cabelos brancos coroavam sua cabeça, a mancha escura salpicava um dos olhos e as asas desfraldadas emanavam escuridão.

Não sabia como nem porque, mas controlou a situação com uma maestria atípica. Ajudando a recolher os corpos e prepará-los para a viagem de volta a Velaris. E você se pergunta, não teve gritos? Não teve acusações? Não. As últimas palavras de Thalanil descartavam a corte como culpada e no rompante do novo poder Daemati tinha confirmado os fatos. Todos estavam no mesmo grau de assombro e surpresa. Uma reunião particular com a mãe teve o desfecho duro, a matriarca abdicou de tudo e se isolou, reclusa, no mesmo lugar que conhecera o marido. Seu único e último propósito de vida na espera: o assassino descoberto e morto, para que pudesse se juntar ao marido no além-vida. Os que se salvaram ou não compareceram, assumiram as posições antigas. O Reino entrou em luto e se adaptou ao novo senhor, o Grão-Féerico Raeran Tassarion.

Manon cresceria sem mãe, a Corte Noturna perdia seus integrantes mais estimados, entretanto… Não podia continuar daquele jeito. Sobrevivendo. Raeran juntou seus pedaços, colocou a couraça negra e subiu ao reino estrelado, no único lugar do mundo a noite era tão bela que corações quebravam. Tinha um poço infinito de poder mágico à explorar e féericos, família, para prover segurança e conforto. Ele nunca seria como seu pai, nem chegaria aos pés dos planos para Horith, mas faria o melhor possível. Faria o impossível. E com a chegada daquela ameaça do outro lado da muralha, Raeran enxergou como uma oportunidade de trocar o foco e distrair-se; se jogar ne cabeça em algo que o faria sentir vivo novamente.

informações extras / secretas:

Nuala e Raeran não são mate bond, mesmo se amando incondicionalmente e não demonstrando interesse em outra pessoa. Tanto a origem (corte) como as circunstâncias de seu matrimônio ficaram em aberto para melhor adaptar à dinâmica das cortes. Podendo ser uma aliança quanto uma afronta.

O puxão do laço aconteceu em algum momento de sua vida e por estar tão cego de paixão associou a Nuala. A verdadeira origem e sentimento ficaram mais claras quando ele voltar a interagir com outros féericos e notar que ainda não está morto para o amor (ou interesse).

Raeran prossegue investigando a morte de seus familiares e amigos na surdina, deixando que a corte dos pesadelos pense que não estão sob a luz do microscópio. O Grão-Senhor aposta todas as suas fichas no treinamento diário e exaustivo com um dos conselheiros, um poderoso Daemati. Selaram uma promessa, sangue e tatuagem, de não traição e sigilo para manterem-se honestos e seguros.

Uma constelação às avessas, como Manon gosta de dizer, os olhos azuis celeste do pai enchendo-se de estrelas negras e brilhantes até o negrume total. Quanto mais utiliza dos poderes, menos azul é visto em suas írises e mais profunda é a escuridão que carrega - e emana.

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Longest Tag: 140 characters

#wanna go to a game with him solely for the beers and food and nod and smile while he tries to explain wtf is going on with the game fjdjdjsj

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I don’t want to be that fan girl, but why does his girlfriend look like she was photoshopped into that picture.

20 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

#4

Eddie Munson Headcannon

If you are pregnant with a boy, he will say, "you're growing a tiny penis inside of you," probs on the daily.

42 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

#3

Bambi - EM x Reader

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Warning: sexy times, cursing, witty banter, fluff, drug use (18+)

Word Count: 0.9k

Notes: 

So, I had some “me time” the other day and it was so good that I was walking like a baby gazelle. I knew i looked hilarious walking to my bathroom so I wondered what my current favorite obsession would say if he saw me.

Also, reader and Eddie are out of high school. Our boy made ‘86 his bitch. Both are in their early twenties.

The “ha ha you love me” interaction is from one of my favorite Simpsons episodes (Lisa’s Pony) and is one of my favorite Homer and Marge scenes.

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276 notes - Posted September 11, 2022

#2

Thumper - E.M.

So a while ago, I wrote this. Here's the follow-up because turnabout is fair play.

PAIRING: Eddie Munson x reader

WARNINGS: Smut, fluff, under 18 DNI

WORD COUNT: 1.2K

NOTES: The last one was inspired by some 'personal' time I had with myself. Same deal here. Thank my showerhead and a free afternoon for this one.

Sequel to Bambi. Not necessary to read it before, but check it out if you want to.

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307 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Sleep Tight - E.M.

Pairing: Single Dad Eddie Munson x Fem Reader

Word Count: 3.8K (this may have gotten away from me)

Warning: fluff, idiots to lovers, a couple of curse words

Notes: This has been living in my brain for days, and I had to get it out. So everywhere I've read Eddie as a dad, he has a little girl. Don't get me wrong, I love it. But can you imagine him with a little boy who is his tiny doppelganger? Dead.

For this, I picture Eddie and Reader as having known each other since they were kids, and both were close growing up. Eddie flunked his first senior year, and reader graduated and left Hawkins for college. They kept in touch for a while but eventually drifted apart. She returns to Hawkins and reconnects with Eddie and his 4-year-old son. Mom has been out of the picture since he was born, and I picture Eddie as a mechanic who plays with Corroded Coffin on the weekends.

Eddie and Reader are 28 in this (takes place in 1994). An AU where the Upside Down doesn't exist, and Eddie lives.

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[vampiromarombeiro]

ei, aquele ali é [HENRY CAVILL]? não, é só [EMMETT CULLEN]

Conto: Crepúsculo

Pronomes: ele/dele

Idade: 109 - aparenta 35 anos

Tempo em Aspen Cove: 2 anos

Ocupação: Professor de educação física na Aspen Cove High

Pontos positivos: brincalhão, divertido, amoroso, amigável, descontraído, sincero

Pontos negativos: irresponsável, imprudente, impulsivo, brigão, cabeça dura, egocêntrico

Sexualidade: Heterossexual

Headcannons

Emmett se lembra de tudo de Forks, assim como se lembra de Bella e Edward e claro... Rosalie, embora ainda não tenha encontrado a vampira;

Resolveu ser professor, porque era uma coisa que sempre pensou em fazer e agora que está com tempo livre em uma cidade que realmente não se importam muito com quem ele é, pode gastar a energia das crianças;

Aproveita o tempo livre para ir para a academia, mesmo que finja ralar para conseguir o físico que tem e achar os equipamentos do lugar extremamente frágeis;

Por mais que esteja curioso para saber mais de Aspen Cove, ele gosta da vida praticamente normal que leva, então não faz muitas pesquisas e perguntas.

Habilidades: força sobre-humana, velocidade sobre-humana, olfato aguçado, audição aguçada.

Tem suas memórias? Sim

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Superuncle

Word Count:1836

Pairing: Henry xOFC educator 

Warning: Smut,Size kink

Summary :Henry's nephew is convinced he's superman and the teacher has warned him that telling 'tall tales' is incredibly unethical. However, when he brings his uncle to class you are forced to eat your words...and more??

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"I'm so sorry I - I " Henry cuts you off.

"It's  really quite alright. I'm sure he usually is exaggerating in class." he chuckles more to himself than to you, but you find it endearing that he's quirky enough to laugh that hard at his own words, or was it nerves? You couldn't pretend as though you hadn't seen the movie with your friends and drooled over his body but, if an incredibly good-looking , movie star uncle was indeed related to a kid in your class this was the first time the PTA moms had neglected to fill you in on some juicy gossip.  You reached for the lock on your bike, you had to admit it wasn't the most impressive ride but, it got you where you needed to be without wasting the gas money. 

"If you need a lift I drove Tom to school today so ...." He trailed off but, whether he had out of humility or not, You knew better than to deny a moviestar offering to spend time with you.

"O - uh sure. Can I throw my bike in the back?" Before you knew it, he was lifting the bike into the truck as though it was nothing. You admired the movement of the muscles in his back, through his shirt as he swung his arms back to his sides. He must have noticed you were staring but, clearly didn't mind as he opened the passenger side door for you.

You could feel your nerves propelling you through the car ride , knowing you were talking a mile-a-minute but also much to embarrassed to stop. You directed him, and eventually , he pulled up to your house. The truck roared into the driveway and you watched as he gingerly lowered your bike from the bed and wheeled it into your garage.

"So how long have you lived here?" he furrowed his brow as he asked, looking up at the house. 

"O I started teaching there right after college,moved into this house maybe a year later?Four years." you say looking at him, stopping yourself from rambling as you push your key into the door knob.

"Would you ummm- like to come in for a drink or something ?" You watched as the corner of his mouth upturned. The silence broke as you clicked  the lock open.

"After you." he bellowed, you felt a jump in your stomach at his acceptance of your offer. The heft of the door swung behind you and he caught it, closing it gently. You set your bag down on the table and walk to the kitchen. Reaching  for the glasses you push up on the counter, you feel him steady your hips as you come down with the first glass. A million things flash through your mind but, the most prevalent is that he is touching you. A very hot movie star is touching you. You roll back up on your toes to grab the second glass, and his hands move lower this time. He moves towards your crotch, rubbing you through your pants and it's clear that he wasn't just assisting you , he was making a move. It was so subtle,possibly practiced but still incredibly hot.

"Is this okay?"his deep baritone begged the question as he whispered it into your hair, never stopping the movement of his hand. You barely managed to exhale “ummmhmmm” while nodding your head , your breath had completely caught in your throat. He must have felt you tense up because he followed up with "We can stop whenever you want." it was genuine, you could tell that.You angled your head to the side so that you could see him, you looked right into his beautiful blue eyes.

"I don't want you to stop. " you whispered back to him breathlessly, leaning in to catch his lips in yours. With that, he kissed you back, moving his hands to undo your pants and slide his hand into your underwear. He pushed a thick finger into you and he laughed at the noise his touch made you illicit. You moaned into his mouth as his fingers pushed their way inside of you.  You swayed your hips in an attempt to shimmy out of your pants. He noticed and bent down, helping to get the pants over your feet. You both chuckle as he struggles, pulling the pants off. 

"God you're gorgeous." he said as he bends you over the counter roughly, you hear him fumbling with his belt but nothing really registers until you feel him sliding his thickness along the outside of your entrance. You allow yourself to moan out again and he grabs your hair up into one hand, pulling your head back, mouth kissing the sky.

"You're such a good girl for me" his voice was low and gravelly. "spread your legs more for me." he whispers, controlling your body with commands over and over again. Not waiting for you to do it as much as he was telling you that he was going to move you. As he lifted your leg, you could feel that he was able to line up and easily slide into you. You couldn't help yourself, you exhaled into all the all the sexual tension that had been between you. 

"I love that sound." he smirked, you turned your head as far as you could to see his dark curls moving in rhythm as he pumped into you. 

"Just like that baby, you're taking me so well." You could feel the butterflies in your stomach jumping at his praise.You groaned again as you shifted your position allowing him deeper inside you. Despite your intent of not seeming easy you moaned loudly, unable to control yourself.

"Please..........please." you begged him, to which he responded by cupping your hip and driving into you slower. He must have felt that it was to much for you to take.Because his pace slowed even more as he lowered his mouth to your ear again saying " I want you to go lay on the bed with your legs open for me okay princess?" He carefully pulled out of you,your legs were wobbly as you peeled your chest off of the granite countertop. "Go now." he said smacking your ass and urging you in the direction of the hallway. You moved as quickly as your legs could carry you, unabashedly letting out a light giggle on the way. As you laid down you could feel his eyes on you.  You spread your legs, trailing your hand down to your core , your fingers moved gingerly as he watched you, rubbing yourself closer and closer to your climax. He stood to the side of your bed, working himself over in his large hand. Taking in his body, the expanse of chest and abs coupled with the faint beginning of hair curling on his chest was driving you insane. His hand seemed so big, and you were mesmerized by his body. 

"Do you want me to fuck you again?"

"Yes.Yes-" you cut off realizing you sounded more eager than you had intended to. He moves to the bed, hovering over you he lifts your chin and kisses you for the first time. It's exploratory but simple, his lips work slow and sweetly,almost as if he doesn't want to push you. Which feels weird considering he'd already been inside you. But, in your own bed doing missionary like a couple that actually knew each other was more intimate, you respected that he was treating it as such. He hummed into you as he deepened the kiss. When he rolled his cock into your hand you heard him let out a deep moan. 

"Wait -wait. Do you have a condom?" he says stopping you. That is not at all what you had expected him say. 

"Yeah." you nodded looking at him but, not moving, partly shocked that he had even asked.He looked in the direction of your nightstand and you nodded again. He opened the drawer, found the condom and tore it open effortlessly. You resumed rubbing yourself under him and he groaned as he rolled the condom on watching you. 

"You're a very slutty teacher" he smirked, lining himself up again at your entrance. 

"Maybe I just don't see the point in using a condom after the fact." you chuckled.

"Maybe I want you to think I'm a nice guy,a good girl like you wouldn't let me fuck again if I wasn't responsible." you chuckled at his response, and he immediately pushed into you. You gasped at the pressure and he put a hand on your lower abdomen. You could tell he was enjoying how your muscles were moving to make space for him. 

" Wearing a condom makes you responsible?" you managed to get out. “Even highschool boys can do that.”you press.

"Makes you think I am" he shrugged, wrapping your arms around his neck and lifting you up to face him.  You could see right into his perfectly blue eyes were glued to yours as he watched your response to the new depth he found within your body.You craned your neck up to kiss him. Before long you had to break the kiss, the pressure in your abdomen  simply becoming to much in building up to your orgasm. You ended up sharing his air as he rocked you into your orgams, your body shaking. You were loud and you didn't care. Once it was clear that you had hit your peak he began driving into you quickly,grunting loudly. His speed lacked nothing as he managed to push you over the edge again, this time with him.

You breathe him in, not breaking eye contact.Memorizing the slight winces in his face as he emptied himself into you. 

"Holy shit- holy shit." you exhale between deep breaths. He runs a hand through his hair and begins laughing, his canines shining in the afternoon light, perfectly slotted between your shades.

“Holy shit is right.”he exhales, chest heaving again. You watch the rise and fall of the small  curly hairs on his chest, wishing to touch him but, not knowing if that would be okay yet.You settled for rolling onto your back and covering your face in your hands. 

“You alright? Did I do something wrong ?” He asks calmly awaiting your reply. When you remove you arm, you see him hovering above you, a palette of concern painting his face.

“I just-I usually don’t sleep with someone as soon as I….” you trail off into a mumble and he leans in , kissing you and silencing your worries. His hand encases your throat, as he moves it up to clutch your jaw.

”You don’t have to worry about that love.Your secret’s safe with me.”He pecked you on the lips again and wrapped you up in his arms. It was oddly easy being held by him, and you allowed yourself to be lost in him, effortlessly.