Henry Cavill Masterlist
Hello, all! Below, you'll find an ongoing list of my works, organized by person/character. I am only currently writing for Henry, and if that changes, I'll make those adjustments to this list. Enjoy!
Reminder: I am an adult, and due to the nature of this content, all works created by me will be rated for those 18 years and older. Minors, DNI.
Syverson
Somethin' Sweet: A collection of one-shots based on everyone's favorite Captain and female OC Merrin Hanks. These all exist in the same universe, but can also be read as stand-alone fics as well. Organized loosely in order of events. Find the playlist here!
Friendly Fire- Last night, Sy met the love of his life. If only he could remember it.
Sweet Tooth- Summertime in Texas isn’t for the faint of heart, but neither is Merrin. AKA: Sy needs a cold shower.
Betcha Won't- Sy makes a camping trip to the lake a night they’ll never forget.
Colder Weather- Sy learns the truth.
Lost Time- Coming Soon
First Light- Sy’s up early prepping for deployment and can’t help but relive the events from the night before.
Care Packages- Coming Soon
Homeward Bound- Sy's on his way back from the longest tour of his military career. Though his future isn't written in stone, one thing's for certain: he'll be fine, just as long as he's got her by his side.
At Last- Coming Soon
Somethin' Sweet: Holiday Edition-
A small collection of drabbles written to go along with the full series, based around Sy and Merrin's favorite holidays.
Trick or Treat- Coming Soon
Thankful for You- Coming Soon
Cookies for Santa- Coming Soon
Stand-Alone Works:
The Old Ball and Chain- Sy dreams up an elaborate gift to share with his bride on their anniversary (smut)
Requests and Writing Prompts:
Sy Writing Prompt- She’s a little spicy, so readers be warned.
Camera Roll Ask- Mornings with Henry
Henry Reunion Ask- Jealousy is a look that Henry never expected to like on you, but when someone from his past reappears, he can't get enough of you.
Single Dad!Sy Ask- Pink really is his color.
Jealous!Henry Ask- Whatever happened to “no dogs on the bed"?
Possessive!Sy Ask- That time Sy got you kicked out of a bar
Dog Dad! Walter Ask- Walter Marshall is a pushover
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Hi Freya, if you have time, can you please link some shitpost/funny or sweet stories you wrote? I had a very stressful week at work and I'm so tired. I am thinking of taking a day off for my mental health and in the meantime unwind with your stories and a nice cup of tea :)
Hey lovely 🖤🖤
I am sorry you had a stressful week. I hope that the weekend will allow you some time to unwind. Here is some silliness I wrote to help
RPF - Henry Cavill
Snow Figures - Henry x Reader (fluff)
Henry likes to build snow dicks to make you laugh.
Vanilla Milkshake - Henry x OFC (fluff, friends to lovers, sexual innuendo, mild seduction, sex talk, an unwanted boner, Henry being a boomer, Henry having a meltdown. )
Henry and a long time friend hangout at their usual spot when things turn chaotic because of an innocent misunderstanding…
Raspberries - Henry x Reader (Pure fluffy romance, slightly erotic vibes)
Henry is a big fluffy bear who likes to take his time. He wants to get to know you before having sex for the first time.
A creepy Surprise - Henry x Reader (Fluff though suggestive)
Henry forget to take off his Witcher costume while results in some unfortunate panic
Scruffy Kisses - Henry x Reader (Fluffy Fluff)
You come home crying after a terrible week and Henry is trying to cheer you up with a little surprise.
The Baker of Blavikan - Henry x OFC (Fluffy romance)
Waking up in the morning to find Henry gone from bed and some obscure situation happening in the kitchen
Kal watching Henry when he is trying to get it on Henry x Reader (fluff, suggestive)
Can I pet your titties?
Some random memes I made
Captain Syverson
Buns in the Oven - Captain Syverson x reader (Pure fluff)
Sy has hidden clingy tendencies and he is very much afraid to admit it until one night has one drink too many and all his secrets are exposed.
Knockers - Captain Syverson x Reader (Fluffy, Suggestive, slapping man titties)
You found a new way to provoke the Captain
A valid argument - Shaving off the Captain’s beard
August Walker
Something Wicked - August Walker x Reader (Fluff)
August sleeps tightly, and you decide to exploit the situation.
Boomer Walker
Always Sunny in Philidelphia meets August Walker
August joined the CIA for the wrong reasons
Walter Marshall
Santa Baby - Walter x Reaser (Fluff, a tad suggesting) For over a decade, detective Walter Marshall kept a dirty little secret, thinking no one would ever find out about his past. Sadly for him, you are somewhat of a detective yourself.
Walter with a man flu
Multi character headcanons
Henry’s characters as supernatural beings
Henry’s characters daughter dating reaction
Henry’s characters reacting to their girl being tattooed
Henry’s characters accidentally walk into the room while you are changing your clothes :O
What pets do they have?
How do they react to you stabbing your toe on the corner
Characters and their ice cream flavour
Characters and their cars
Ghost hunting crew
When he sees you drinking an energy drink
The men referring to their “junk”
What attire do they sleep in?
Incorrect subtitles gifs
Naughty Clark 1
Naughty Clark 2
Naughty Clark 3
Food dilemma
August on a mission
August being inappropriate
August being inappropriate again
August being August
Lane mocking August
Clark on breeding mode
Sassy Sherlock
Sassy Sherlock 2
Sassy Clark
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I really do, believe in you...
Wordcount: 2,860
Thor x POC Singer!Reader “Honey” x Bucky. Thor x POC Singer!Reader “Honey” x Bucky x Steve.
Summary:
Let’s see if you believe in me.
The Avengers Holiday party. You are both a guest and part of the musical entertainment. Will you end up on the naughty or nice list?
Warnings:
Smut, Teasing, Dom Steve Rogers, Christmas Party, Office Sex, Polyamory, Steve Rogers is a Tease, Possessive Behavior, Not Sharon Carter Friendly, Domestic Avengers, Petty Reader, Dancing and Singing, Protective Bucky Barnes, Thor is just enjoying his mead
Notes:
Just a fun little snapshot for the holiday season! This one is very Steve heavy, but that's just where these characters took me. Have no fear though, the next full installment is VERY Thor-centric and Bucky will have his own installment to shine as well.
Happy Reading Heathens!
*I will have a set list of the songs used at the end. As well as links to the songs throughout the story. Please give these artists a listen!
Banner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics
You spot them as they enter the main ballroom. Your three strapping men, color coordinated and cutting intimidating frames in their suit choices. Thank the goddess you had a good hold on the mic as you waited for your cue to join Sy in singing White Christmas, or you might have literally swooned in front of this mass of party goers.
You start your verse as you watch them make their way over to the bar where the team, plus one Sharon Carter, have gathered. Thankfully tonight’s event is Jane Foster free, so it should be a good night with you, Sy and the Chanti’s house band entertaining Tony’s rich friends and employees before enjoying some much needed time with your men.
You can't help but feel festive in your short red dress, studded red fishnets and nude pumps. You’ve kept your makeup simple with a nude lip and a smokey eye. Your hair down and in its natural state. Sy made a comment when picking you up that you looked like Santa’s little Siren. Seems appropriate if you do say so yourself.
Per usual you notice Sharon being a bit too chummy with your Captain. The woman just can’t help herself. You know all about the “kiss” when they were trying to save your beloved Bucky. But according to Steve the reason it never went further was because there was no spark when their lips touched. And he tried giving her a chance, chalking the lack of spark up to the stress of the situation, but she was way too into his status and power. So he ended things before it made it any further than a couple dates and a subpar makeout session.
What is it with these prude ass women that hang around these strong ass people? Sharon, like Jane, thinks your quad is ridiculous and you don't need that many men. Especially when you added Steve in.
“He should be upholding traditional values as he’s America's golden boy. Not flaunting such an alternative lifestyle. Hell if he was gay it would be easier than this bullshit. Why on Earth would you want to willingly share a woman with two other men. Not to mention one of those men is a God and the other a murderer.”
Let's not forget what she also stated in that little rant of hers, when she was unaware you could hear her perfectly clear from your spot in the common room. “I just don’t understand what he sees in her. Who stays in a band with someone they used to be fuck buddies with? It’s just tacky and sad. A man that powerful should be with someone who is only devoted to him and can boost his image, not damage it. ”
I’ll show her tacky. Lord knows I'm certainly not above being petty. I’ve been behaving for far too long. Time to put these Siren skills to use. What good are they to have if you can’t fuck with uppity bitches using them.
You wrap the song with Sy and address the room. “Once again I’m Honey, he’s Sy and they are the Chanticleers house band. I hope you’ve enjoyed your evening so far. We plan on keeping things fun, flirty and just a tad bit naughty. Might even make ya feel some things tonight. Requests are accepted but are subject to refusal. For this next one I’m going to need a certain Widow and White Wolf to report to the dance floor to really get this crowd moving and grooving.”
They exchange a look with each other, shrug and make their way over to the now cleared dance floor. A tango melody begins, which sounds remarkably like Billie Eilish's Bad Guy . As your sultry voice fills the space, your eyes feast upon the natural elegance of Bucky leading Nat across the floor. It’s turning you on, if you’re being honest with yourself. Two people you know very intimately, pressed close together, seducing the crowd with their bodies, is panty dampening. If you were wearing any that is.
As Bucky dips Nat for the last time, he tosses you a wink as he swings her out and they both take a bow.
“Now that the temperature has certainly risen, let's get those hips moving. We are a big band after all, let’s give ya a taste of what we do three nights a week at Chanti’s.” Sy starts tickling the ivory, leading the band in a 1920s cover of Levitating. You shimmy and sway your hips to the beat as people fill the dance floor once again.
The whole team is cutting a rug, trying to get tips from Bucky and Steve on how to dance best with a partner to this upbeat rhythm. It truly is such a sweet sight to see. Even Sharon, trying to use this to her advantage isn’t phasing you. He entertains her for a few measures as she tries desperately to keep up with his footwork. He eventually pawns her off on an agent nearby and makes his way to the side of the stage.
Just before the music break he sneaks up and grabs your hand, spinning you into him as you finish the chorus. A ‘woo’ escaping you as you collide with his chest. He leads you in a simple swing as the band plays on, placing you back in front of the mic with a kiss to the jaw and a squeeze of the hips just in time for you to get back to serenading the crowd.
Smooth asshole. I’ll be getting you back for that one, Sir.
“Should we keep this high energy up?” The crowd responds with ‘yes’ accompanied by hoots and hollers. “Requests are open if anyone has a suggestion.”
From the middle of the dance floor you hear Sam shout “I2I. I’m trying to get my goof troop on.”
You can't help but crack up at his antics, trying to pull one over on you. “Fortunately for you Samuel, we are well versed in the magic that is Tevin Campbell. But since you think you're so funny why don’t you come show these people your best Max moves and maybe you just might find yourself a Roxanne.”
Sy’s fingers produce the familiar synth beat from the electric guitar in his large hands, before the band joins in and brings this funky jam of your childhood to life. You have fun with it, goofing around with your back up singers and really livening the place up. You truly do shine when you are on a stage.
“Steve, why are you over here? Come back out on the dance floor with us.” Sharon whines.
“I’m content here with my drink currently. I’m admiring the view too much.” His eyes haven't moved from your body the whole song. Not even to address Sharon.
“Don’t you want to continue to have fun?”
“I’m having plenty of fun, trust me.” He taps his head, a devious smile crossing his face, as filthy thoughts of you fill his mind.
Just as she is about to open her mouth in response, the song ends and the dance floor bursts out in applause.
“Hot damn was that fun!” You shout out, catching your breath. “I think we all deserve a cool down after that.”
The crowd agrees with head nods and murmurs of yes. “Sy would you be so kind as to set up a chair for Steven to come join us on stage?”
You wink at him as you curl your fingers in a come hither motion to get him moving. He places his drink down and like a sailor following a Sirens song into the sea, travels across the parting dance floor, keeping eye contact with you, until he sits in the chair provided for him in the middle of the stage.
You reach over and pluck the Santa hat covering the extra mic stand. You turn toward the soldier sitting proudly in the chair behind and to the right of you. You take two steps and bend over, placing the festive red hat on his head with a kiss to his bearded cheek.
“Now that we have our Santa, I have a few things I’d like to ask for.” The band starts to play Santa Baby to the crowds whoops and applause.
You give the room your full attention at first. Pouty lips, swaying hips, coquettish smiles as your fingers play with the mic stand. Steve’s eyes are glued to your backside the entire time, pants growing uncomfortable.
You grab the mic and begin to move about the stage as you sing about all the fellas you haven't kissed, with a wink to Thor and Bucky for good measure. Hips moving to the beat as you parade around the stage, dutifully ignoring your Captain. That is until you place yourself on his thighs asking him to come and trim your Christmas tree.
You words and attention are only for him. The sexual tension you two have been playing with all night is beginning to leak out. The want in your voice as you ask one final time for him to ‘Hurry, tonight.”, is his breaking point. Especially as you slip off his lap and immediately address the crowd.
“Let’s give a round of applause to our wonderful Santa everybody.” The inebriated crowd hoops and hollers, as Steve, having discreetly adjusted himself, stands and takes a bow. As he passes you by, he places a hand low on your hip, giving it a squeeze. All while laying a kiss behind your ear with a low growl and a whispered command of “My office in 5.”
A shiver runs down your spin as he makes his way off stage. Eyes tracking him as he stops to talk to Thor and Bucky. Both men turn to you up on stage, Thor raises his glass with a wink and smug smile, while Bucky mouths ‘Naughty girl.”
“Looks like it’s time for this Songstress to call it a night.” Someone boos in the crowd. “Have no fear, the night is far from over. The house band is more than capable of keeping the party going. You’ll forget about little ole me in no time. For now I bid you adieu. May your night continue on with laughter and joy.”
You give a bow as Sy walks up to the mic. You give his bicep a squeeze and whisper “Knock em dead.” before exiting the stage.
You’re spread out on Steve’s desk, dress hiked up around your waist and the crotch of your fishnets ripped open, back arched as the golden Adonis between your thighs wrenches another orgasm from you with his tongue.
“Just had to tease me, doll.” He plunges two fingers, knuckles deep into your dripping folds. “Don’t think I didn’t notice the little game you were playing with Sharon.”
He crooks his fingers just so, playing with your sweet spongy spot, making you whimper out. “I couldn’t help myself.”
“I know you couldn’t. My naughty naughty girl.” He removes his fingers, leaving you feeling empty. You start to whine until you notice him unbuckling his slacks and pulling out his thick cock.
Your mouth begins to water as you lean forward, licking your lips, wanting a taste. He grabs your throat, pulling your head up. “Uh, uh dollface. As much as I want those pouty lips wrapped around my cock I need to be inside you more. Gotta remind you I’m not going anywhere as my cum slowly leaks out of you the rest of the night.”
As you open your mouth to respond with some kind of sassy retort, he grips your thighs and pulls forward, impaling you to the hilt on his length. You both moan out simultaneously as you adjust to his girth for a moment. A moment is all he grants you.
With an intensity comparable to a feral Bucky, Steve sets a back breaking pace. His strokes are hard and deep, hitting all your sweet spots, turning your muscles to mush in his capable strong hands. He’s so lost in imprinting himself to your body that he doesn't hear the door to his office opening.
With half lidded eyes you watch as Sharon’s face emerges from the opening, jaw going slack with shock at the act of passion happening in front of her. As Steve grinds his pelvis into your clit after a particularly deep thrust, you lock eyes with the unsolicited blonde voyeur, letting every ounce of pleasure your feeling spring forth from your throat.
He growls out, nipping your neck, still unaware of your visitor. “Fuck babygirl. Squeezing my dick so tight. I can feel you’re close. C’mon. Cum for me. Give your Captain everything so I can fill you up.”
You smirk at Sharon before gripping Steve’s hair and guiding his lips to yours. You ignore the pest still at the door and proceed to grind back against your Captain as you bite his lower lip. It does as you intended and he slams into you harder, desperate to have you coming all over his dick.
You stay lost in each other, as Sharon retreats, quietly shutting the door back. Paying no attention to her surroundings, she runs straight into Bucky.
“Find what you were looking for Sharon?” He asks. “I was trying to find you and let you know that I would get Steve as he would most likely be indisposed. But I guess I was too late. See something you weren't supposed to?”
She swallows and just nods her head.
“Serves you right.” He grits out. “I hope for your sake you’ve finally learned your lesson that Honey isn't going anywhere.” A cruel smile crosses his face. “Knowing you though, I doubt that it has. I’m going to enjoy watching her take you down as you continue to step out of line. Let’s see how long you last this time.”
“He’ll get sick of her soon enough and I’ll be here to give him what he truly needs. A powerful man needs a woman fully devoted to him and only him.” She spits out.
“Keep deluding yourself, agent. You just witnessed how devoted they are to each other.” He shakes his head. “Get the fuck out of here. You’re not worth the hell Honey would give me for ruining her time with her Captain to deal with you.”
She glares at him before walking off down the hall at a brisk pace.
Uncaring of being stealthy, Bucky opens the office door and enters. He is there but a minute, listening to you come undone, before Steve is losing himself inside of you as you cling to him like a koala. His dick instantly hardens wanting to come out and play.
“Is there something I can help you with Buck?” Steve pants out, unwilling to pull himself for your warmth.
“I was just popping in to let you know Tony is asking for you. It’s time for speeches or whatever.” He replies.
You run your fingers through Steve’s hair as his head lays on your chest. “You run into Sharon in the hall or was she long gone by the time you made it here?”
Steve pushes himself up. “Why would he run into Sharon?”
“Ah, so she didn’t go unnoticed afterall." Bucky chuckles. "I caught her trying to sneak back to the party. Literally ran right into me after she shut the door.”
“What’s going on?” Steve queries.
“Sharon came looking for you and found you ravaging me instead. I’m surprised you didn't hear the door open with your Super Soldier hearing.” You answer.
He starts to laugh. “Good. I hope she enjoyed the show.”
You slap him on the back. “Scoundrel. What am I going to do with you? How would the world respond, knowing that their golden boy can be such a pervy asshole?”
“As long as I’m your pervy asshole, I don’t care.” He kisses your collarbone.
“Alright Stevie.” Bucky speaks up. “Get yourself cleaned up before Tony comes looking for you himself. Sooner we get this done with, the sooner I can get my dick wet.” He winks at you.
“Selfish Beast.” You tease him as Steve pulls out, He scoops any of his spend that’s leaked out onto his fingers and pushes them back inside you making you moan out.
“I’m gonna enjoy knowing I'm slowly leaking out of you the rest of the night.” He makes you lick his fingers clean. “Let’s see how long it takes before more is added shall we.”
“You go on ahead.” Buck calmly states. “I’m contributing my claim now. Hope you don't mind me using your office.”
“Just don't do anything stupid while I’m gone.” Steve responds as he opens the door and heads out into the hall.
“How can I, when you’re taking all the stupid with you?” Bucky shouts back, before locking the door behind him and making his way over to your still spread thighs.
“You are not nearly ruined enough for me to allow you out of here.” He circles your throat with his flesh hand. “Let me rectify that.”
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