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[hanasnx]

Your anakin sweet/degradation post got me all kinds of fucked up 🥵🥵🥵

How would he react to finding out his sweet shy angel is into all that nasty, messy, rough and raw lovin. How could his little cute love bug want degradation, praise, humiliation and all out filth! and he can get away with saying the nastiest shit to them and it gets them all hot and bothered.

he discovers how much he loves dirty talk and how gross he rly is by being with you. i think it’s a mutual thing. and it gets worse and worse, pushing the boundary a little further each time. the two of you realize you’re freaks together <3

he would honestly find out how much of a fucking riot he becomes when he’s allowed to do whatever he wants and say whatever comes to mind. you’d be getting pure, unadulterated anakin for the first time ever. no one gets this side of him. you’d feel so special. and so turned on.

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

🍃🌺🌙 If you receive this you make somebody happy. Go and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get it back even better🌙🌺🍃

Thank you bb! I love you!

[foodieforthoughts]

send this to the 12 nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get 5 back you must be pretty awesome💜💜

Thank you so much babe 🥺💗 and yes, right back at you ❤️

[falcqns]

Hello 🥰 i was unsure if your requests were open or not?🤔 If they aren't im sorry and please ingnor this.😅

But could you do one where henry and his little are in lockdown and because she was being so good and safe he decided to surprize her with her dream pet african pygmy hedghog (because they are the cutest and angriest little chubs on the planet and oneday im going to get one🤩🤩) and they set up the little cage in her nursery/play room so she can look after him and it gives her more responsibility?

I hope that made as much sense as it did in my head?😅

Apart from that i hope you have a nice day!

𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: daddy!Henry Cavill x little!Reader

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: your daddy gets you your first pet.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: CG/L, fluff!

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: ahhh im so sorry this took me so long to write!! i had it written multiple times and it got deleted so i apologize for the long wait, but here it is!

to who ever reads this: don't bother asking for a part two, you won't get it. i am the owner of this fic, and this blog, and I, and only I, will decided what fic gets a part two and when. respect me and my wishes or get off my blog. thanks!

don't forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

you tilted your head to the side, watching as your daddy assembled the new cage for your African Pygmy Hedgehog that Henry had gotten you as a gift.

"here, bubba." Henry said, looking over at you, and handing over the small wooden log shelter. "why don't you decorate it? it's your pet, after all." he said, and you nodded, taking the shelter from his hands, and placing it in the cage, just as there was a knock on the door.

"you keep decorating." Henry said, pressing a kiss to the side of your head, and leaving you in the room. you hummed as you placed the food bowl and other items that your Pygmy Hedgehog would need in the enclosure.

you could hear Kal scratching at the door, wanting to be let in. "can' come in, Kal." you called. "Dada said no." you heard him whimper just as the door opened again, and Henry walked in with a cardboard box with holes in his hands.

"look who came!" Henry said. "they just got him back from the vet this morning, and decided to bring him over early." he said, kneeling on the floor in front of you. you swivelled around, and faced Henry. he pushed the box towards you, and you opened the flaps, smiling and bouncing when you saw your new friend lift his heads, and look around.

you giggled, and scooped him up, and held him close to your chest, as Henry removed the box.

"okay, sweet girl." he said, his hand resting on your lower back. "why don't we see how much he likes his new home?" he said, and you nodded, slowly placing him in the enclosure. he sniffed, and then began to explore his surroundings as you and Henry watched.

"what are you going to name him?" Henry asked, kissing your cheek.

"Arnold." you said without a thought.

"Arnold?" Henry asked. "why Arnold?"

"because Ginny has a Pygmy Puff named Arnold and he's and African Pygmy Hedgehog, Dada." you explained, and Henry laughed.

"of course you'd name him after a Harry Potter character."

[sillyrabbit81]

A Mercy

Summary: Geralt finds you in the woods, much to his displeasure.

Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Female Reader

Word Count: approx. 650 words

Warnings: smut, p in v sex, angst and anger, mention of death.

Authors note:

Thanks to @oh-for-fic-sake-recblog for sending in this prompt. Its probably not what you were expecting... I'm sorry!

Thanks to @amberangel112 for letting me kill her Thanks also to @henryobsessed for beta reading.

Edited by me (ok thats a lie, I barely read over it) there will be errors.

Dividers made by me.

Masterlist

"It was a good idea at the time," you explain, holding the white haired Witchers cloak tight around your body.

He grunts and gives you a hard stare, his bright yellow eyes are almost frightening in the darkness of the night.

“You could have been killed,” he says somberly. His eyes soften briefly before he turns away, looking into the firelight.

And why would you care? You want to ask, but you clench your chattering jaw to hold the words in as tears cloud your vision.

The slightly damp wood pops loudly and you jump with a gasp. Your eyes meet his again and your gaze diverts to the sword he leaned against the tree at his back. The silver sword, the one for monsters.

“Oh Sweetling, you weren’t—”

“He’s my brother,” you rage, “I couldn’t—”

“Your brother was not killed tonight,” he says sharply, “What was here, was not your brother.”

You know he’s right, in your heart of hearts you know it, but…

“I had to be sure,” you say stubbornly. “You didn’t give me a chance to… You murdered him before I could—”

“What I did tonight was a mercy, one that—”

You slap him, hard as you can across his face. You clutch your hand to your breast, pain shooting straight up your wrist and you wonder if you broke it. Geralt’s upper lip curls into a dangerous sneer and he snarls. The look should have stopped you, but it doesn’t.

“How could you say that?” you hiss, “He was your friend, he helped you on numerous occasions, vouched for you when—”

“You think I don’t know that?” Geralt growls through gritted teeth, “You think I don’t know what I’ve done tonight? What I needed to do…”

The waver in his voice as he trails off makes you pause and you see the way he swallows, as if holding back tears. He couldn’t be…

“Witcher?” you whisper, your voice hoarse with your own sorrow. You lick your lips and try again, “Geralt.”

He turns to face you, the anguish in his eyes is almost too much to bear. Then he murmurs your name, turning it into a supplication, a soft desperate plea.

“I…” you begin, but can’t finish.

You see in his eyes what he wants, what he needs. You have no doubt your own features are reflecting the same craving.

His hand holds the back of your head as he leans into you and guides you to the forest floor. He takes his coat from your trembling fingers and spreads it over the ground.

“Geralt…” you whimper as he bunches your skirts above your knees.

His face hovers above yours, his hand covers your cheek, his thumb traces the curve of your chin to your throat. 

“Tell me to stop, Sweetling,” he murmurs into the skin of your neck, his lips a feather brush against your tingling skin. “Tell me you don’t need this too.”

You don’t stop him, you can’t, your desire is as strong as his. Your legs widen as his fingers reach your core and you reach for his pants, tearing at the silver buttons. He groans as your fingers skim over the taut, silky skin over his achingly rigid cock, feeling him throb beneath your touch.

His teeth graze your jaw as he finds your centre, his touch is delicate as his hand skims over your warm sleek skin. Your breath hitches, your lungs burn, your blood is like fire as you guide him to your heat.

With an urgent grunt, he pierces your core and your nails dig into his shoulders as your wild cry is swallowed by his kiss.

[angryschnauzer]

A big thank you to @a-little-counter-esperanto and @oh-for-fic-sake-recblog for the asks. Here’s the top five fics i’ve written that i’m most proud of:

No I In Team (Henry Cavill) Captain Syverson x Reader This was the first Henry Cavill fandom story i wrote, and i remember struggling to make the character right and worrying the oneshot would be too long. In the end it turned out just as i wanted.

The Watcher (Henry Cavill) Vampire Sherlock Holmes x Reader (Future parts include Geralt too) My first love; mythical creatures. An ongoing series (this is the first part), i wanted to create new lore for the Vampire/Werewolf genre.

Blackwater Lake (Henry Cavill) Multiple Henry Characters x Multiple Readers Another ongoing series, with multiple characters each portrayed as a mythical/human, including vampires, werewolfs, wood nymphs/fae, shapeshifters. Future parts with empath/mind readers, demon’s, mermen/mermaids planned. Currently featuring Syverson (Werewolf), Walter Marshall (Vampire), August Walker (girlfriend is fairy), and Geralt (Shapeshifter), but have plans for Sherlock, Napoleon, Evan Marshall, Mikey and possibly more. Overnight (Chris Evans) Mechanic Chris Evans x Reader Dark-ish smut fest where readers car breaks down and she finds help in the form of a mechanic that just happens upon her on the abandoned stretch of road. Mood taken from those kind of ‘stuck in the woods’ fics where you can never escape even though you’re not physically locked away.

Milliners Heights (Sebastian Stan)

Mad Hatter/Jefferson (Once Upon A Time) x First Person Reader I absolutely love the sleepy/lucidity of this story. I remember writing it and taking a long time to finish all 4 parts before i posted it, and there are parts of it that still give me chills to this day.

Tagging @keanureevesisbae @daydreaming-in-letters @samaraj​ @blackmissfrizzle​ @cruelfvkingsummer​ should you wish to take part :-) xxx

[hanasnx]

Hello! Okay so im dipping my toe happily drowningin a pool of vader/anakin atm and found your blog. Holy shit your writing is amazing the prefect filthy delicious fics that i have been hunting for in this vader haze. i had a little headcannon that i think you might like?

Vader walking into the bridge of his ship to find the ships engineer loosing her shit and scolding the captain for ignoring her advice and ending up damaging the ships transmission/engine or something. Her frustrated yelling is so loud she doesnt hear vader creep up behinde her. When she finally notices its too late. He instructs her to follow him and she thinks shes done for. But quickly finds out instead of angering the sith lord, she'd turned him on 😏😏

firstly tysm! it always makes me so happy to hear i’m doing something right! (and it makes me so happy u wanted to share ur HC with me :DDD )

the way you’d be completely in the right. you’d explained this one million times in precise detail, and that idiot ignored you. it wasn’t like you explained it to be excruciating, the part that was damaged is very expensive and very complicated to repair/replace. you’d risk having to scrap the entire ship if the replacement goes wrong! not to mention, i’d imagine the captain would pull some mansplain-y shit to you bcos hes a pilot, while you’re the literal head ship engineer. you’d throw your clipboard at him and tell him to hit the fucking showers before you pull the ship��s replacement costs out of his paycheck.

you turn around and vader’s right there, looming. it startles you, and you straighten because youre in public and hes your commanding officer. arms at your sides.

“is there an issue?”

“no, my lord, it’s taken care of.” you reply, devoid of hesitance but dripping with anxiety.

“come with me.” obediently, you follow, trailing behind him. he doesn’t look over his shoulder when he addresses you again. “relay the events to me, officer.”

quizzically, you glance at the back of his helmet, before understanding. “nothing to relay, sir. standard procedure gone wrong.”

“your reaction says otherwise. i don’t appreciate being lied to,”

“inappropriate use of equipment resulted in damages. and inappropriate use of language resulted in the pilot’s dismissal.”

“pilot’s operating number?”

“24141.”

he says nothing in response, and when he reaches his captain’s quarters, the doors slide open. he steps aside, and lets you enter first. “we shall continue this conversation in private. i’d like to discuss your opinion on the removal of 24141.”

“that won’t be necessary, my lord, i’ve—“

“i’ll not have a lowly pilot addressing his commanding officer in such informal speech. i can sense your distress.”

you don’t even get to respond because when the doors close he spins you around, pressing your back to a surface. large hands wandering until one lands in between your legs, your chin pinched between his fingers to make you look at him.

“allow me to ease your worries,”

DKLFJLDK like he’d LOVE the fact you were so loud about the blatant disrespect, and how you sent the pilot off, and he’d heard it all. lowkey wishing it was he that was getting scolded. he loves it when you hit him playfully or speak to him in that warning tone (occasionally likes it when you yell at him) KJDKJ while his fingers are inside of you, he’s telling you to talk to him. and he fucking loves it when you tell him hes doing a shit job. that competitive nature inside of him bubbling up. growling as he grabs you tighter, fucks you faster. be careful with the phrase “i’ve had better” because he will make sure to blow your back out— like good luck walking.

taking a day to recover because of how fucking hard he fucked you means he’d take your place as head engineer the next day to face the pilot that caused you so much trouble himself.

the pilot walks in, expecting you, and seeing darth vader. he’d fucking implode.

“i imagine you’ve had time to regret your behavior.” he says to the pilot. who’s blubbering, scrambling for words

“of- of course, sir— my lord,”

“i’ll have some officers escort you to the air lock the next time that occurs.”

“what—?”

IM SORRY THIS IDEA HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD

[hanasnx]

Okay but general skywalker visiting your dreams bc he hs a little crush on you, you just think they are normal but vivid dreams. So dont think much of them and become close freinds and oneday he visits only to see your having one of those dreams and he joins in to take care of you.

To you its and embarrassing wet dream. To him its a true romance. He loves you, and you love him.

Suddenly your on his squad, always away on missions with him and even bunking with him when theres 'issues' with your own room. You dont know it yet but he already decided your his now and nothing is going to change that.

omfgggg imagine if you had started dreaming about him in romantic contexts already and it called out to him, he just had to peep to spy on what exactly your mind was cooking up

fast forward to your little wet dream, he felt as though he was helping you out. acting out whatever fantasy you were dreaming out.

and then you’d be on his squad, by his side where he can keep an eye on you and keep visiting your dreams.

you’d probably figure out something was up by his familiarity towards you, blooming into friendship. it’d be a sudden change (because to him, you’d invited him to do so by dreaming of him so often. and letting him do all those filthy things to you) and you still had no idea he was behind them after a certain point.

when he casually references something from your wet dream.. maybe a piece of memorable dialogue,, your suspicions would click into place

[viking-raider]

🥺 soft, for the emoji wip?

All right soft! from my current Geralt WIP!

--With a throaty chuckle and an amused smirk, Geralt carefully turned, as not to push the wee creature off balance and onto their padded bottom, and reached down to them with his big, calloused hands, grabbing them under the arms and scooped them up high into his own, tossing them above his white head, causing them to shriek, with joy, and clap their bitty hands as Geralt caught them on their descent back downwards to him; pressing them to his broad and warm chest.--

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

thank you for existing, you are loved! send this to 10 people who, in your opinion, deserve such a sweet message in their inboxes. :) 💙 nothing bad will happen if you don't, but imagine the smiles

Thank you lovely! 💕💕💕💕

[viking-raider]

Okay but how would daddy!henry reacted to his babygirl becoming a crystal horder? Not necessarily beliving they have healing powers( i mean she can idk) but she absolutky loves pretty shiney stones?

I think, as long as she kept them in the cute box he'd so buy for her, so they'd have a safe and organized place to be, and where neither of them would step on them or Kal would accidentally or curiously eat one off the floor, Daddy!Henry would totally support her in her crystal obsession.

Even if, he may not completely understand it. 🤣

He'd still pop into Crystal shops in the cities and towns he was in for shoots, interviews and press tours to get her a few, even asking what some of them were supposed to do and meant; having committed to memory which ones she was partial too, like ones that were supposed to help with migraines or period cramps. Or, he would just pick out Crystals he thought were super pretty, colorful and uniquely shaped.

Sometimes, Henry would mess up and move the Crystals she was trying to charge, thinking she had left them out, and she'd get a little upset about it. But he'd make amends by having her explain to him what exactly she was doing, so the next time he saw some of them lining the window sills, soaking up the afternoon sun, he'd know she was charging them.

He'd even ask her to use a specific window sill as an extra reminder to himself to leave them be, if he noticed them there.

I think he might even humor her, if she asked him if she could use one on him, if she noticed something was wrong with him.

Like when he let her use the carved Fluorite Bear Crystal, that he got her from a little shop while filming the First Season of the Witcher, on him to relieve the pain from his hamstring injury!

So yeah, safe to say, he'd be in support of her Crystal Addiction!! XD

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

Here is some soft sweet henry for you bbe 🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺

Kisses!

Hugs

Smiles

And some kal!

I hope these made you smile hun! 😘😘😘🥰🥰🥰

I appreciate you so much right now!! I really needed these my day has been anxiety filled.

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

📫Cape daddy delivery 📫 enjoy~

'Hi sweety whats my good girl been up to today?'

'Oh you had a nap? But ate lots of candy?'

'Too much candy? And got a tummy ache? Oh baby girl why?'

'Because its the holidays? Sweety no, thats not a good reason to make yourself ill on chocolate and candy... no no come on dont get upset let's get you in your Jammies and a juice... no no more treats today'

Cape Daddy is right about the candy. I have not slept since my nap after dinner yesterday. 😬

I’ll be a good girl and nap after I get groceries

Thank you bb!

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

Bby! You have no idea how much I needed this! Life has been weird lately! 💕

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone think you're beautiful inside and out! 💖💖💖💖

Thank you lovely 💕💕💕

[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

send this to the 12 nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get 5 back you must be pretty awesome💜💜

Thank you hun!!! 💕💕💕