#henry cavill 50 Shades

[catierambles]

I despise it when people make comments on tiktoks about Henry Cavill with "He should have played Christian Grey!" or "He's my Christian Grey uwu"

um

no

I'm rather pleased with the fact that he didn't play a sociopathic stalker rapist with absolutely no concept of consent

An FBI profiler read 50 Shades and said that the only realistic outcome of their relationship is Grey dumping Ana's body in a ditch and moving onto the next vic--girlfriend

[nectar-cellar]

I love your tumblr and your sims are 🧑‍🍳 💋! I wanted to ask how do you combine different skins together like you do in your posts if you don't mind. Thank you! ☺️

hii!! thank you so much 🥺💞

the basic idea is: you open Skin A in S3PE, extract the textures, open them up in Photoshop. you do the same for Skin B. then you copy and paste Skin B's texture over Skin A. then you adjust the opacity of Skin B's texture so that both Skin A and B blend together. i always start with the face because that's what i care about the most. once you're happy with how the blend looks, you do the same for all the other textures (scalp, body, dark versions, other age stages). then you import everything into Skininator to create the skin package.

i like to use a plainer, maxis-match skin as Skin A, and a more realistic and detailed skin as Skin B. i just can’t make the super realistic skins look good on my sims, so blending it with a maxis-match skin helps “tone them down” to fit in with my game. 

some skin combinations won't work right away, because the eyelids/nostrils/ears/nipples/belly button etc. might not line up exactly, so you’d have to do some more editing. but for the lazy ones (me) and those who don't want to spend hours painting and blending textures by hand, this is a simple and fast way to make a skin blend for yourself.

for me, the fun part is just combining different skins together, and messing with the opacity levels, to see what i get.

the recipe for this skin was:

svmblr’s apple cider vinegar v2 as the base (a nice flat blank canvas)

ephemera fresh layered on top at 50% opacity (to add some color, shading, and highlighting but not too much)

i’m planning to upload this but i just haven’t gotten around to writing the download post

the recipe for this skin was:

svmblr’s apple cider vinegar v2 as the base

criisolatex’s henry cavill skin layered on top at 90% opacity 

ephemera fresh layered on top at 40% opacity

you can try this formula yourself with other skins. just remember to give credit where due, because we wouldn’t have such a variety of skins to play with if it weren’t for the artists who did the hard work of creating the original textures. ✨

[thelonesomequeen]

Henry Cavill made a post about his girlfriend when they first got together basically asking people to stop being so crazy and it made things a thousand times worse and turned even more people against them. Quietly ignoring all the chaos is probably the best choice...

Charlie Hunnam spoke out about the harassment his girlfriend was receiving a few years ago as well and there have been others who have done it. It may have made things worse but it probably meant the world to their partners that it was acknowledged and they stuck up for them which was probably the point.

You do bring up a good point about their partners. I know if I were dating a celebrity and was catching hate from fans it would mean a lot to me if they said something, even if it didn’t change fan behavior. It at least shows that they care about how it impacts their partner and that they care enough to at least try and speak up 🦎

Speaking of Charlie Hunnam…how do the ACOTAR readers out there feel about him as a potential Tamlin? 😜 If at one point he was willing to do 50 Shades of Gray I don’t think ACOTAR would be out of the question ?

[avengingmikaelsonlover]

Prompt Character List......

 Denny Duquette

 Clark Kent

 Lincoln [The 100]

 Nyko [The 100]

 Marcus Kane [The 100]

 Kelly Severide

 Matt Casey

 {Ethan} Hawkins {I think that's his name}

 Jimmy Borelli

 Frank Castle

 Max [The Resident]

 Klaus Mikaelson

 Wade Wilson

 Kol Mikaelson

 Bill Cadogan [The 100]

 Elijah Mikaelson

 Russell Lightbourn [7th] [The 100]

 Finn Mikaelson

 Damon Salvatore

 Logan

 Matt Murdoch

 Shane Walsh

 Rick Grimes

 Eugene

 Paul {Jesus}

 Lex Luthor

 Negan Smith

 Aegon II {House of The Dragon}

 Robb Stark {Game of Thrones}

 Jon Snow {Game of Thrones}

 Aemond “One Eye” {House of The Dragon}

 Thoros of Myr {GOT

 Steve Rogers

 Bucky Barnes

 Thor Odinson

 Loki Laufeyson

 Pietro Maximoff

 Tony Stark

 Bruce Banner

 Winn Schott

 Jack Reacher

 Andy Barber

 Henry Delarue

 Henry 8th [Other Boleyn Girl-Tudors]

 Charles Brandon [Tudors] [Henry Cavil]

 Richard of Shrewsbury [The White Princess]

 Richard 3rd [The White Queen]

 Cesare Borgia [Borgias-2007]

 Henry [7th] [The White Princess]

 Philip Blake [The Governor]

 Reuben Palchuk

 Glenn Morrison

 Mason Lockwood

 Scott Lang

 Hope Van Dyne

 Joker [Suicide Squad]

 Harley Quinn [Suicide Squad]

 Miles Quaritch [Avatar]

 Nathanial Taylor [Terranova]

 Lucas Taylor [Terranova]

 Eddie Brock

 Eddie Brock with Venom

 Spiderman [Peter Parker] {Tom Holland]

 Hannibal Lecter [Hannibal]

 Frederick Chilton [Hannibal]

 Raoul De Chagny [Phantom of the Opera]

 Mathias Vogel [Tomb Raider 2018]

 Johann Struensee [Royal Affair]

 Ido Dyson [Alita Battle Angel]

 Geralt of Rivia {Henry Cavil} [The Witcher]

 Dusan [Downsized] {Christoph Waltz}

 Multiple Characters [From the Same Show]

 Qaletaqa Walker [Fear the Walking Dead]

 Travis [Fear the Walking Dead]

 Daryl Dixon

 Meryl Dixon

 Alexander Grayson [Dracula] {Jonathan Rhys-Meyers]

 Vlad Dracula [Dracula Untold] {Luke Evans}

 Deckard Shaw

 Owen Shaw

 Dominic Toretto

 Luke Hobbs

 Tormund Giantsbane

 Normand Nordstrom

 Dante Reyes

 Connor Slaughter

 Stephen Strange

 Erik Lehnsherr {Magneto}

 Gambit [Remy LeBeau] {Taylor Kitsch}

Kraven {Aaron Taylor-Johnson]

 Chon [Savages]

 Ben [savages]

 Ben and Chon [Savages]

 Miguel “Lado’ Arroyo [Savages]

 Haldir

 Elrond

 Thranduil

 Fili

Kili

 Thorin Oakenshield

 Miguel O'Hara

 Troy Otto

 Hector [Troy]

 Black Adam/Teth Adam

 Superman [Henry Cavil]

 August Walker [Mission Impossible? -6]

 The Collector [Guardians of The Galaxy]

 Yondu [Guardians of The Galaxy]

 Ronan [Guardians of The Galaxy]

 Carol Danvers [Marvels]

 Grant Ward [S.H.I.E.L.D.]

 Jim Shannon [Terra Nova]

 Director Mace [S.H.I.E.L.D.]

 Barry Allen [Flash TV]

 Arthur Curry

 Peter Quill {Star Lord}

 Owen Grady [Jurassic World]

 Ajax {Francis Freeman} [Deadpool]

 Zapan [Alita Battle Angel]

 Martouf [SG-1]

 Martouf/Lantash [SG-1]

 Ra [Stargate Movie]

 Zipacna [SG-1]

 Ba'al [Stargate-Multi Appearances]

 Carson Beckett [SG-A]

 Varro [SG-U]

 Wade Wilson {Alternate Universe}

 Judge Turpin [Sweeney Todd Demon Barber]

 Severus Snape

 Lucius Malfoy

 Sirius Black

 Voldemort

 Xerxes [300]

 Aaron Hotchner [BAU]

 Spencer Reid [BAU]

 Derek Morgan [BAU]

 Luke Alvarez [BAU]

 Emily Prentiss [BAU]

 Jake Riley [Containment]

 Ichabod Crane [Sleepy Hollow] {TV}

 Jack Daniels | Whiskey [Kingsman Golden Circle]

 Sam Winchester [Supernatural]

 Dean Winchester [Supernatural]

 Crowley [Supernatural]

 John Wick [John Wick]

 Joel Miller [Last of Us]

 Ned [Pushing Daisy's]

 Cleon {Empire-All Clones} [Foundation]

 Ethan Sawyer [Those Who Wish Me Dead]

 Rafael Barba [Law and Order SVU]

 Master Chief John-118 [Halo TV 2022]

 Christian Grey [50 Shades of Grey Movie Series]

 Tequila [Kingsman Golden Circle]

 Tom Chandler [Last Ship]

 Mike Slattery [Last Ship]

 Mills [65]

 Guy [Free Guy]

 Erik Green

 Phil Constantino

 Bill Kohler

 Asmodeus

 Stolas-Blitz

 Lucifer [Helluva Boss]

 Lucifer [Lucifer]

 Adam [Hazbin Hotel]

 The Ghoul [Fallout]

 Richard B. Riddick [Riddick]

 Kaulder [The Last Witch Hunter]

 Beauregard ‘Bo’ [House of Wax]

 Vincent ‘Vince’ [House of Wax]

 Sebastian Monroe [Revolution]

 Garret [Twilight]

 Emmett [Twilight]

 Carlisle [Twilight]

 Jasper [Twilight]

 Aro [Twilight]

 Caius [Twilight]

 Marcus [Twilight]

 Paul Lahote [Twilight]

 Jared Cameron [Twilight]

 Sam Uley [Twilight]

 Billy Black [Twilight]

 Charlie Swan [Twilight]

 Dimitri Belikov [Vampire Academy]

 Lucien [Underworld]

 Vasiliy Fet [The Strain]

 Gabriel Bolivar [The Strain]

 Cyrus Grissom [Con-Air]

 Sabas [Underworld]

 Braxton [The accountant]

 Griff [Baby Driver]

 Brad Bodnick [Wolf of Wall Street]

 Matt Rayburn [Wind River]

 Kandomere [Bright]

 Ransom Drysdale [Knives Out]

 John Proudstar [Gifted | X- Men] {Thunderbird}

 Warpath {John Proudstar's Brother}

 Kilgrave [Jessica Jones] [David Tenant]

 Johnny Storm [Fantastic 4] [Chris Evans]

 Miami Man [Bad Batch]

[kiss-my-freckle]

When season 4 came out people were making fun of Stefan for the "in your Red Room of pain," line since it was a reference to 50 Shades of Grey but the book came out in 2011 and the TVD timeline was late 2010 at the time. Before that book came out it was a Twilight fanfic and people were joking that Stefan must have read that fanfic since the book wasn't out. I'm surprised Damon read it without a complaint since it was worse than the movie and I couldn't finish it. I read a Delena fanfic that came out before that book which had a scene very similar to the elevator scene in FSOG. Henry Cavill was cast as Christian before he dropped out but before that Ian was considering the role. Also speaking of books I found it interesting how Damon throws Stefan's books and journals and makes a mess out of his room in 3x1 and in 4x1 Rebekah makes a mess out of Klaus's room and throws his drawings around. What's the significance of that?

Anger is one of the stages of grief. Rebekah thinks Klaus is dead. Damon believes Stefan flipped his humanity switch, so he's essentially dead.

[nitannichionne]

Poetry In Motion (Henry Cavill Fanfic) Part 4: And So It Begins

Part 4

HENRY POV

It’s the middle of the fucking night.

It’s the middle of the fucking night, and I want her. Now.

I awakened to the scent of her in front of me. Everything smells like honey, even after sex. I licked my lips. Down, boy, I told myself, you were supposed to break her in slowly.

I moved slightly, feeling the light sting of the back scratches she left me not long ago. My cock throbbed at the memory of how she clung to me, her head fallen back, mouth open and panting as I felt her pussy clench around me, drawing cries from her with every thrust earlier tonight. Dear God…

That’s it.

I curled closer to her. Yes, I exhaled heavily, she was damned warm right now. I reached in front of her down to the apex of her legs to lightly fondle her. I growled in her ear softly, gently grinding against her. She made a little noise, starting to wake up, so I pushed my finger between her legs. She gasped softly.

“Uhh…”

I licked her neck and lightly nipped her ear. “Remember, I said I wasn’t—” I pushed my finger inside her, adding a second one. “done with you?” I cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple. It hardened instantly. “Good, I think you do.” Her soft moans snaked down my spine and into my loins, making me grind harder against her. She was not dressed, thankfully so I bent her forward slightly, causing my fingers to come out of her, but now I could rub the hood of her sex, play with her clit if I wanted. I moved my cock up and down her slit, teasing her and she instinctively arched. Magnificent. I swelled almost painfully, and sank into her slowly, inch by inch, enjoying every little moan and whimper as I spread and stretched her again. “That’s it…oh, that’s it darling, you can take all of me, you did before.” I murmured. I pulled out and shoved deep into her. My head fell back, and l licked my lips, still tasting her from before. I gathered her close and kept her in a vice-like embrace, having at her the way I wanted.

But then, she moved. How did she—

Her hips ground against mine, her sex tightening around me. I cried out, surprised that she did that to me. I pounded her, trying to tame her, but she had a rhythm of her own. Her hips shook and rotated as she grabbed my thigh, juices dripping down our legs as we moved together. She whimpered my name over and over, her body pulsing and pulling on my cock, making me realize she was doing what came natural to her. I was making her feel this, do this, and I couldn’t stop her because…because it felt so damn good. I realized she was coming repeatedly, one right after the other on almost every thrust. “Fuck!” My mind was going blank.

I bit her neck as I shot into her, growling and pumping in a primitively animalistic hold males do to their mates. She couldn’t move, she could only take it. We were gasping and moaning.

“Henry!” she whimpered, trembling. “Oh, Henry, oh, God!”

Once again, her tone drove me wild. I could hear her surrender, her desire, all of it. I rolled her to her stomach, watching her pant, and pulled her up by her hips so that she was on her knees. I grabbed her shoulder and drove my cock into her slowly and she hissed my name. I could feel her squeeze as I buried myself in her to the hilt.

“Uhhnnn….!” She cried.

“Mmmh,” I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of her around me, surrendering yet holding on and not letting go. I set my hand on her hip and drove in and out of her, rocking her body in time with mine, my rhythm. The sounds of our moving bodies colliding filled the room in time with our moans and cries of pure primal pleasure. As I fucked her hard and deep, she couldn’t keep that sweet mesmerizing rhythm of hers. She couldn’t move like that. She’d lost control, which was what I wanted. I am so not done with you, I thought as she cried my name over and over. She whimpered, her hips starting to drop, and I spanked her, making her arch against me to take all I was giving her—every inch and very soon every drop. All I kept thinking, wanting to say, was: You’re going to be mine…unequivocally, inarguably and irreversibly…mine. As if to answer my thoughts she clenched hard around me, screaming.

When I came, all I kept thinking was how I claimed her as mine and soon, soon she would know what that meant. I have had others, but I had never been struck with such feelings of possessiveness. I leaned forward, still rocking and caressing her body, greedily not wanting it to end as she gasped and gave little kitten cries that made me shower her with kisses from behind as my thrusts became slow and deep. “You’re mine, darling.” I breathed. “You. Are. Mine.”

She collapsed, and somewhat sated, I allowed it. I pulled out of her as she caught her breath. She was still trembling. I pulled her to me on her side, spooning her and slid my member inside again. She calmed considerably and I realized she was still throbbing, her pounded sex still quivering in aftermath. What a beauty, I thought as she continued to mewl softly. “Sleep now.” I showered slow wet kisses on her shoulder, her cheek, her temple. “Sleep.”

She fell asleep curled in my embrace, exhausted. I had come three times tonight, and she…she’s multi-orgasmic and drained at the moment. I smiled down at her.

In the morning, we began.

When she awakened I already had eggs with mozzarella on croissant waiting. She clearly didn’t want to move.

“Reyna?” I called softly, coming from the kitchen. “Sweetheart?” I got back in bed. “Usually we go to the kitchen for breakfast, pet,” I whispered.

“I-I’m not hungry,” she whispered from beneath the sheets.

I leaned over, parting the covers, and kissed her temple. “Yes you are. Your stomach is growling.” I looked at her. “Alright, then.” I got up and got one of my t-shirts, which was about a 2X with all the weightlifting I’d been doing. I sat her up, and pulled it over her head, then pulled her arms through the sleeves. She giggled at me shaking her head and I laughed at her. I swept her up in my arms and took her to the kitchen, setting her on one of the stools. I served her breakfast. “Eat.”

“Wow,” she seemed impressed. “thank you.”

I served her coffee with a tablespoon of cream and a cinnamon stick. She frowned. “This is better for you.”

“I’d rather have hazelnut.”

“Flavoring?” I asked. “That’s terrible stuff, sweetheart, more calories and less nutritious. How about we give this a try?” I stepped behind her and covered her hand as we stirred her coffee together. “It’s melting, changing. It’ll be good I promise.” I kissed her temple and sat next to her at the island, stirring my own. I watched her. She was quiet. She was internalizing all that happened. “Anyone you need to call?”

“What?”

“You stayed here overnight, sweetheart,” I said with a small smile. “Someone is bound to be worried.”

“Oh, yes—”

I took her phone off the kitchen charging station and handed it to her.

“Oh!”

“Kinda left it on the floor in the living room,” I said with a smile. “but you see where the charging station is now.”

She nodded her thanks and began texting.

“Tell them you won’t be home till tomorrow.”

“What?”

I saw that coming. “I think—” I said, feeding her a grape. “you need to rest before you return.”

She stared at me.

“Seriously, I don’t think things will fall apart if you’re gone weekends.” I reasoned. “Please. I’ll try not to wear you out.”

“Wear me out?” She scoffed and laughed, shaking her head as she resumed texting.

I leaned over and whispered, “Are you challenging me?”

“No.” she smiled shyly still texting and not looking me in the eyes.

I saw her hardened nipples through my t-shirt. I caressed the shell of her ear with my lips. “Just checking.” I breathed in her ear. “Come on, stay with me. Do you have anything important to do this weekend?”

“Nothing really important—”

“It’s settled,” I said softly.

“Don’t you have plans?”

“My plans are about taking care of you,” I kissed her hair, rising to load the dishwasher. “Eat your breakfast, sweetheart, it’s getting cold.” I watched her put her phone on the table. She picked up her breakfast croissant sandwich. She took a big bite. “Slow down, sweetheart, we’re not in a rush. You’ll get indigestion.” She chewed slower, sheepishly smiling as she did. I laughed softly. “Good.”

[my-jokes-are-my-armour]

This is the first of a small collection of expressions, revolving around "looking at Jaskier" from Geralt and Yennefer.

First series : Geralt is side looking.

Sexy goose - silent distant check of approval - putting salve on a tumor - new love insterest, again ? - he's gone nuts - scary face - discreetly looking - covered in guts - sad silk trader, huh?

(Next series will contain a bit more of soft Geralt 😊)

Bonus : Yennefer is side looking at Jaskier too 😋

Geralt's expressions 1/? and Yennefer’s expressions 1/?

(I still have some Jaskier's expressions collections waiting to be posted 😉)

[msilwrites]

(3AM Update) ODD WOMEN SERIES - The Pains of Ingrid - A Breakdown - (Short Story)

A/N: I initially had a background story prepared for our 'odd' woman Ingrid Hawkes, and was about to publish it, when I decided to use it for another character. I felt like it didn't suit Ingrid at all, so I've rewritten the whole thing once again, and hopefully, you will enjoy this one!

I also want to apologize to Henry Cavill fans. He is actually my face claim for James in this story. I mean, let's use him as a villain for once... (well I used him as a villain twice).

Warning: This is rather painful, and such things happen in real life. I do not really know what is inside the mind of people who go hurting others for their ego. Our female lead has some sort of breakdown because of it. Prepare to grit your teeth.

Genre : (Drama/Comedy) Dramedy

Synopsis: Before Ingrid became the witty and sarcastic, office employee at Tom's company, she was first Sinead Ingrid Hawkes, a mentally and emotionally exhausted woman, until a nervous breakdown occurs, changing her personality, character and perspective. Becoming a whole new person.

The Pains of Ingrid - The Breakdown

Looking at the scene in front of her. It hit her all of a sudden. It was the middle of the day. Out on a function, standing in the corner of the cocktail party. There it was the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach, the tightening of her heart, the confusion, the fear, and the anger running inside her head, starting to wreck her from inside out.

She quickly turned away from the scene and left the hall, her legs and mind on autopilot, until she reached the bathrooms and puked the remaining of her 'fancy' lunch.

Every night Ingrid would run it in her head; What have I done to deserve this? Have I done enough? why wasn't I enough?! Why is he doing this?!

She looked in the mirror as her tears fell, smudging her mascara. It then hit her again. She had been an idiot, begging for his affections, his love, begging for him to stay. She's done everything that she could.

"Ingrid? love? are you alright?" the door of the bathroom opened to reveal the man who had caused all this suffering, James.

"Am I alright?" she asked herself again, as she opened the tap and washed the mascara off her face.

When she looked up once again from the mirror. The man was horrified at the facial expression that slowly crept on her face. Contempt and disgust. Her gaze that was fixed on him from the mirror looked disquieting.

"Am I alright?" she asked again, her voice hardened, going down an octave lower. She stood up straight and then laughed. "I am alright..." she turned around to face him. He backed away further until he found himself against the door, the moment he saw the disturbing expression, and the disquieting gaze, focused directly at him, looking him in the eye. "Satisfied now?"

Satisfied?. No, he wasn't. He was scared of her. He "didn't mean" for it to end this way. He "didn't mean" for her to find out this way.

At first, it was refreshing and fun being with her. She listened, understood and made him laugh. She made him feel he was important. She was kind and loving, but she just wasn't the type a man would be proud to show off. She didn't have the qualifications, she did have the background but she didn't have enough connections, and the pedigree.

He needed a woman his parents would approve of. Attractive, Golden. One with good family background, standing, and connections. One that is from an Oxbridge level school. With a good degree, a good job, and a strong financial standing. Not a mediocre like Ingrid who only has a diploma. Heck, she's past the standard of the entrance age. What's more, she's even struggling to enter university right now.

"You took the air out of my lungs, so you can breathe with another one..." she mentions, as she leaned back against the marble counter. She laughs, her menacing gaze, never leaving him.

"Ingrid, please don't say it that way, I-" he tried to find a way to justify himself, but she cut him off.

"You what?!"

"You're just... you're just not the ideal woman-" was his weak response.

"Not the ideal woman?" she laughs. "Not the ideal woman!" she repeats and slams the counter with her palm, her laugh, louder this time. "Then you should've told me that you didn't want me! Instead of going round and round. Why did you have to tell me you couldn't let me go, and in the end, you discard me like trash? Did you expect me to be "alright" after I found out today that you were dating someone else a few months before breaking up with me? And now... you invite me here, and then you announce that you plan on marrying her! " though there was tension in her voice, he was surprised that she was still composed, which somehow disturbs him.

For some reason, he was expecting her to beg him to be with her and leave his fiancee, or be willing to be with him despite the circumstances, but it didn't happen.

"Ingrid, please don't put it that way... I did say I need you, but I never promised you anything... You chose to be with me. Plus, you're not wife material. You only have a diploma, and you're struggling to finish a degree from a 3rd rated university. And yet, you couldn't get a 2-1 score, but a 3-3. Heck, you couldn't get into any Oxbridge standard schools. You can't even afford a hackney ride to go home at times. You couldn't even get a decent job from a decent company. And when you did, you couldn't even hold it!" He pointed out, hoping that she would "understand" where he was coming from.

"Oh my gosh! should I record this, so you'll know how you sound right now?" she chuckled and shook her head. "I couldn't afford a hackney because I prioritize food... tsk... And I can't believe you're using that as the basis for marriage!" she leans back and crosses her arms. "What are you trying to say? That I am not good enough for you?"

"Yes..." He gulped, "Ingrid..." he calls her name with affection, hoping to placate her. He didn't exactly know why he felt afraid of her now. The Ingrid he knew never answered back, never called him out, and always gave way. But the one standing in front of him right now was the complete opposite.

"You know what, I don't really care anymore... I was living quietly these past few months, and you call me here today pretending to catch up, only for me to find out that this was your engagement party, and you started dating her a month before you left... wow, Couldn't you just leave me out of it?!!" she shouted angrily and then inhaled, holding back the urge to physically hurt him. Her purpose was not to hurt him physically but to say out what she felt and call him out of his actions.

"To you, I may not be good enough. Sure... that might be how you feel, but it doesn't justify what you did today. You just called me here to tell me this and make me feel bad, probably to stroke your ego, and see a reaction out of me. Well... you got one. I never did anything bad to you to deserve this. I hope you are happy, and it gets you off the rest of your life. Now, please don't ever reach out to me ever again in the future. Because after what you've done to me throughout, I deserve some peace. Goodbye." she stated, before walking out of the bathroom.

"Ingrid..." he called, but she just continued walking out of the place mindlessly.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He might hesitate in admitting it, but it did boost his ego that he had gotten a reaction out of Ingrid. However, the reaction that he got was something unexpected, and it did scare him. As if he had woken something inside of that sweet and kind woman he used to know.

-----

Ingrid just continued walking mindlessly and didn't notice that she had already reached the reception area, if not for someone asking her to sign the sickeningly sweet guest book for the engaged couple.

"Hi, before you leave, would you kindly write something for the engaged couple?" one of the women in the reception called her, which looked like the event planner.

"Write?"

"Yes, we have a guest book here, where you may wish them well. There is one for her and there's one for him. Are you a friend of the bride or the groom?"

Ingrid looked at the book and then looked back at the lady and then smiled at her. A sinister idea crossed her mind. "I belong to the bride's side... and I might write a really long letter, would that be alright?"

"Of course it is! anyone would love to receive sincere wishes! go ahead, you could fill in a whole page if you like. There are still a lot of empty pages!" the lady encouraged, and handed her a pen.

She might be angry, but not at the bride-to-be and was honestly concerned on her behalf. So as an act of revenge and worry, she wrote the bride-to-be a polite message, detailing how her groom to be had been unfaithful, dishonest and cruel.

-----

Though it wasn't the first heartbreak she had, it never meant that it wasn't painful.

It had been days since she had written the 'letter' to the bride. After that day, the crying had finally stopped, she had stopped asking herself 'why her not me?' and her feelings had started to go numb. However, she would rather be 'numb' instead of feeling helpless, crying nonstop, getting her nose all stuffy, and her eyes all puffy.

She chuckled at the thought as she stared at her bedroom ceiling, and smelled the camphor that her neighbour lit. It had a strong minty smell which added to the calm that she felt.

However, her moment of peace was disrupted by the sudden notification in her social media inbox.

She reached for the phone on her bed, and her eyes widened in disbelief, upon seeing who was the one who sent the message. None other than the bride-to-be. She sat up and warily began reading.

"Dear Ingrid,

I had specifically looked for you to let you know that I have read your message in my guest book and I am grateful to you for telling me everything about what James has done.

Whilst I cannot say sorry for what he did for it is his own fault. I do not condone his actions.

Though it pains me to break up with him, as we are human. You have saved me years of possible heartbreak. I made a decision to do it now whilst I still am in the soundest of mind, rather than when it's too late and I've completely enamoured with him because I am aware that we, as people, are no longer able to reason when we have completely have fallen for someone.

If he was capable of doing such a thing to you, why would he not do the same to me in the future?

I also believe that you are a good woman, You deserve someone much better than James! Moving on will not be easy, but I am rooting for you and I wish we could've met under different circumstances. With the warmest regards, Cressida "

Shock. Confusion. Relief. These were the things she felt as she finished reading Cressida's letter. She did not expect that Cressida will look for her. Nor will she send a nice and encouraging message, and she especially did not expect that the latter would break up with James, upon learning what he did to her.

Usually, a lot will go into denial, and Ingrid was prepared to be the one that is villanized. But Cressida was surprisingly sensible.

A sense of relief, followed by tears as she pulled a pillow and buried her face in it, crying.

She quickly messages a thank you message back to Cressida, and then got up from her bed to get some water, hoping that a drink will get her the motivation to finally start the day. After all, it was already noon. She had wasted half-the day crying.

A/N: I really do think people should listen and then judge after. I made the character Cressida as someone who is 'level-headed' as I'm tired of other writers villanizing other women/people in some 'love-triangle' esque stories. I will write something short about what happens to the "villain" of the story later. I was hoping that you will help me decide on that one. Hehehe, what do you think should we do? suggestions are welcome in the comments section below.

I also want to apologize again to Henry Cavill fans. He is actually my face claim for James in this story. I mean, let's use him as a villain for once... (well I used him as a villain twice). As I always imagined James to be a handsome guy who has everything, pedigree, status, looks but he's a jerk who looks down on our female lead.

[athenepromachos]

Still think the guy on the left would have been better....... 😉😉

To me, Henry just gives off THAT vibe (if you know what I’m talking about 😛)

[pt6dio]

henry cavill could do christian grey but jamie dornan couldnt do superman

[bella-alva-lovat]

Rare picture of Christian Grey and well whatshisface Jaime whatever

[31miw-inkpsycho]

Anyone else thought this is how 50 Shades Of Grey should have looked?

Just Saying...

JUST SAYING........!

[henrycavillmyimaginaryhusband]

The only shades of gray I care about...

I ADOOOORE this picture but it makes me think about bad baaad things :D

[witchychanel]

These are some of my own characters in my book series.

Henry Cavill as Eric Cullen

Theo James as Tobias Grey

Madelaine Petsch as Madeline Blossom

Vanessa Morgan as Toni Morgan (lol)

Bridget Regan as Bridget Rose Hill

I have a bit of LGBTQ+ characters in this book. Most are in a way main characters.

The character well Y/N she is part of the LGBTQ+. She is Bi/Pan she can go with both. I made this way because theres never any story's that involve LGBTQ+ ppl, so this I mine.

If I can give you a number on how many ppl (well not ppl) of the LGBTQ are in this I would say... Maybe 20 and most of them are main characters. Although two of them die, which I'm crying about as I'm writing the summarys on some chapters.

[roughentumble]

i cant believe my mom just tricked me into thinking they were 1) remaking 50 shades and 2) that henry cavill would be starring this time

[my-jokes-are-my-armour]

Geralt's expressions 2/?

This is the next part of Geralt looking at Jaskier.

Don't look down 🤭 - sleep deprived - looking down - don't mess with the bard - starring blankly - I need your help - protective mode - happy to find him safe and sound - tender 🥰