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✨Bucky grew a liking for his metal arm after that day✨

The one with the misunderstanding

Summery: No one ever believes you when you tell them your boyfriend’s look wasn’t the first thing you noticed and loved about him

Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader

“Please guys let’s welcome the best-selling author Y/n Y/l/n”- Jimmy said to the audience

You entered while smiling and waving around even if you were a little bit nervous but you were trying not to show it… “fake it till you make it”, right?

“Hi, thank you for having me over”- you said to Jimmy once you had sat down.

“Thank you for being here. I’m pretty sure it’s not necessary”- said Jimmy while looking at the audience - “but if there is someone among you that doesn’t know her, Y/n is the author of some of the most popular books right now”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not true”- you said embarrassed. You had never been able to take a compliment

“I’m pretty sure it is”- he replied laughing- “Your last book has been on the top three most selling books for five months. And I also hear a series of movies are going to be based on your books. Is that true?”

“Yes, yes it is. I’m really happy about it and very surprised too”

“Ok but before we talk more about your book, I really need to ask you about your last Instagram post”- he said and you started laughing because you already knew where this was going - “so you posted a photo of your fiancé, Henry Cavill, congratulation on your engagement by the way”

“Thank you”- you smiled like you did anytime Henry was brought up

“So in this photo there was an half naked Henry Cavill doing a pull up, it’s a pull up right?”- he asked while showing a print of your post

“Yep”- you said while the audience screamed

“What I want to asked you, it’s not about the shot itself, even if I’m sure your followers were very happy about it, but it’s about the caption. You wrote ‘people don’t believe me when I tell them the very first thing that I noticed about Henry was not his look’. “

“Yep, that’s very true, no one believes me, do you Jimmy?”- you smirked

“I must say I have some trouble believing it myself. So why don’t you explain it to me”

“It’s a little bit of a long story, are you sure you wanna hear it?”- you playfully said

“We can stay here all night”- he said and you laughed

“Ok ok… Let’s start saying I’m very aware how much of a good looking man my fiancé is, I’m not blind. I know I’m dating the hottest man alive. But I swear that’s not the first thing I noticed… So Henry and I, we have a common friend, Emily it’s her name, and we actually met through her. She was having a party and we were both there. Henry was talking with a friend of his and I asked Emily if he was single and she gave me his number”- you said

“This doesn’t actually prove your point”- Jimmy smiled

“Wait for it. So I texted him after the party, you know to ask him if he wanted to grab a coffee or something, but he had to travel for work, I think they were starting shooting the first season of the Witcher. So we decided to talk through texts to know each other. A couple of months after the party, we were finally able to go on a date and let’s say it was a little bit awkward”

“Why?”- asked Jimmy totally captured by your story

- 4 years before -

True be told you were feeling a little bit out of place at Emily’s party, you weren’t even sure why she invited you since you didn’t know anyone but her.

She was having a party with her actors friends so you weren’t sure why you were there but you had never been able to tell her no.

“So are you having fun”- asked you Emily while side hugging you

“Kinda. Tell me again why I’m here since it’s clearly not my circle of friends?”

“Because since you’re becoming a very famous book-writer, you have to start knowing more influent people”- she said. You rolled your eyes, she almost had more faith in you than your own parents, for sure more than you had in yourself- “Beside you’re my friend and I’d like for you to meet some of my other friends. Don’t be antisocial”- she added

“I’m here, aren’t I. I was just confuse so I asked”

“So did you see someone interesting?”- she smirked

“I thought I was here to meet your friends, not to find someone to date”- true be told you had noticed someone, he was a very good looking man that had smiled and smirked at you more than once while talking with whom you assumed was a friend.

“I mean you can do both”- she shrugged before squinting her eyes at you -“wait… I know that look, you noticed someone, didn’t you?”

“Maybe”- you smiled

“Yes”- she fist pumped up in the air- “I always wanted to be your Cupid, so you will have to thank me at your wedding”

You laughed- “I don’t even know his name, if I’m actually interested and if he is interested in me, and you’re already thinking about the wedding?”

“Of course, so who is he?”

You pointed out the guy to her, trying to be as subtle as possible.

“Well you have really good taste my dear, don’t you? Do you want me to give you his number? His name is Henry by the way”

“Do you think he could be interested? I mean I don’t wanna make a fool out of myself”- you weren’t used to make the first move with men, mostly because you could be really shy at times

“Come on. Be an empowered woman who takes what she wants. So let me ask you again, do you want Henry’s number?”

“Ok”

You had gone home that night still not sure about what to do, but maybe because you had Emily’s voice in your head telling you to get over yourself , you sent a text

To Henry: Hi I’m Y/n, I’m a friend of Emily. She gave me your number, so I hope it’s ok. I would really like to grab a coffee with you sometime, if you’d like to.

You went to bed that night with a little bit of anxiety but you were happy you sent that message in the end. You didn’t have to see him again if he said no, or worse if he didn’t even replied to you.

You woke up the next morning well rested and particularly happy without a reason, and while having breakfast you looked at your phone: there was a text from Henry.

From Henry: Emily told me she gave you my number, so no problem at all. I’m glad you text me but I’m leaving today for work. Could I take a rain check?

It wasn’t the answer you were hoping for, but it wasn’t a straight no either.

What you hadn’t expected was how easy and fun would have been texting with Henry from that day. You hadn’t stopped talking to each other, you texted every day even only to know how the other’s day had gone. It was refreshing being able to talk with someone without any anxiety.

Beside you two had a lot of things in common: for starters you both loved animals, he even had promised to come horse riding with you as soon as he came back home; you both were a little bit of nerds, sure you were more of a book nerd and not really into video games, and even if Henry liked reading fantasy, he was more into video games and staff, but once knowing he liked playing the Witcher, and that he had actually been chosen to play Geralt on a show for Netflix, you had decided to read the books and that had become another common point.

Both of you were very work oriented: Henry had soon learned that when you were in the zone and you were writing, you would never pick up your phone, not even if there was a very nice looking guy waiting to hear your voice.

So, in the end, you were happy Henry hadn’t been able to go out the day after the party, because you had had the time to actually know him and you knew that there wouldn’t be any awkwardness during your first date because you had been talking for two months, so you were really comfortable with each other.

Talking about your first date: Henry was finally home so that meant that tonight you were going out for dinner. You had spent all afternoon getting ready: you wanted it to be a perfect date.

Once you arrived at the restaurant you started to feel a little bit of anxiety, you really wanted this to go well. So you took a deep breath and went inside the restaurant.

You were saying thank you to the waiter that had showed you to your table when you heard- “hi”

“Hi”- you were a little bit confused

“I’m really happy to meet you” - said the man while giving you a blinding smile.

“I’m sorry, who are you?”- you asked more confused every second

“I’m Henry”- he was still smiling pretty much unaware of your internal turmoil

“What? No you are not.”

“I’m pretty sure I am. I don’t think I’ve changed that much since the party”- he joked.

And that’s when you finally put the pieces together: he wasn’t the guy you had noticed at the party and you were sure about that, because that guy had been a blondie and like the half of Henry size-wise. Emily hadn’t given you the number of blondie, but the number of blondie’s friend, and now you didn’t know how to tell him.

“I think there is been a misunderstanding, I’m… Emily she… I think she didn’t understand who…”- damn it, you were bubbling because there was a beautiful guy looking at you like you were breaking his heart.

“It wasn’t my number you wanted, was it?”- he asked, he was still smiling but his smile had lost all his warmth

“I’m so sorry, I…” - damn it, you were feeling like a jerk.

“Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for, it was just a misunderstanding”- he was so nice.

Probably because there was someone out there who really hated you, the waiter decided that was the best moment to come to your table.

“So are you ready to order?”- he said smiling, oblivious to the unease you and Henry were experiencing.

You looked at Henry again, unsure of what to do: he wasn’t the guy you had noticed at the party but he was the guy you had spent the last two months talking, the guy who could make you laugh even trough texts and if you were totally honest he was even more good looking than the blonde guy you thought you were talking too.

Henry was the guy you had been falling in love with in the last couple of months.

“No we still need a couple of minutes to decide, but we could start with some wine?”- you said to the waiter before looking at Henry -“if it’s ok with you?”- you asked full of hope.

“It’s perfect”- he was smiling again and so were you

-Present day-

“So let me get this straight: you didn’t want to go out with Henry but with his friend?”- Jimmy was laughing

“Yep, I didn’t actually see Henry that night at the party because he had his back to me while he was talking with his friend.”- you shrugged- “so like I said Henry’s look wasn’t the first thing I loved about him”

“Well, I believe you now. And does Henry still talk with this guy you wanted to date?”- he asked smirking

“Let’s just say I haven’t seen him again, and I have met all of Henry’s friends”- everyone was laughing -“true be told, they weren’t that close”

“Bet that was the last straw. Stay with us because we’re gonna be back with Y/n to talk more about her new book.”

You went back to your hotel room, you were so tired and couldn’t wait to cuddle with your favorite boys.

You heard Kal as soon as you were outside the room, so once you opened he jumped at you to give you some kisses.

“Hi bear”- you caressed Kal behind the ears

“So I saw the interview”- said the voice you had fallen in love for long ago

“And?”- you asked while ha hugged you and kissed your lips lightly

“I still can’t believe I almost lost you to Lucas. We really have to thank Emily at the wedding”

Henry slowly put his hands on your ass before he swept you of your feet to take you to the bed.

“I can’t believe you still get jealous of Lucas. You’re the only one for me”- you caressed his cheek while he trapped you under him on the bed.

“I’ll make sure that never change”- his eyes were full of mischief and you knew it would be long before you would be able to sleep, but you didn’t care, suddenly you weren’t feeling tired anymore.

So… as always English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.

FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME AND APPRECIATED ❤️so please let me know what you think.

P.s. (for who is patiently waiting for me to update “Then I met you” and “The one with the one night stand”): I’ve a 911 one shot almost finished (I have to write the end), so I’m gonna focus on that and I’ll start focusing on my WIP after that I promise.

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For the people tagged in the bracket: I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be added to my permanent Henry Cavill’s taglist or only to my on going story. So I tagged you to be sure, let me know if you wanted to be ONLY tagged on “the one with the one night stand”, so I’ll remove you from the permanent taglist.

Also if your name is underlined it’s because I couldn’t find you and tag you. Sorry.

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Hi hun

The request that Really Shy Anon asked got me thinking.

What if if was the other way around.

Out with Sy and you see the ladies checking him out. And you can't blame them. Normally you don't have a problem with it. You trust him completely. But there is this one girl that is getting a little to close to your liking.

You are going to make it very, crystal clear to her that Sy is yours.

Thanks for the ask @mary-ann84 ! You immediately sparked my interest with this one and since I was having a bit of problems with my main WIP this was a welcomed distraction! I really hope you enjoy it.

Summary: A boys night with Sy brings out your jealous streak.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Word Count: approx. 800

Warnings: Implied smut, recreational drinking, implied mdom, possessiveness.

Authors note: thanks again to @amberangel112 your support, as always, is priceless!

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In the bar

The weekend after you and Sy went clubbing he had had a boy’s night at the bar and he wanted you to come too. You agreed, you knew most of his friends, they were good guys, and were happy for you to tag along.

When Sy and his friends went out, they always got a lot of female attention. It was no wonder, each one was a military man, large and stacked like Sy and they oozed masculinity, confidence and danger. Sy stood out though, his beautiful blue eyes were intriguing, their mischievousness was evident and mixed with his rugged swagger it was a combination most women found irresistible. You don’t blame the girls for having a go, but your green-eyed monster still appeared whenever you saw a woman get a little too close. You knew you shouldn’t worry though, you trusted Sy, you had to or else you would go crazy every time he went on deployment. So you watched as woman after woman tried to get his attention and smiled as each one was sent packing by Sy’s firm but gentleman like, “thanks but no thanks.”

When the guys had enough alcohol in them to be described as mildly inebriated, they decided to play pool. You didn’t play, you weren’t really into it, so you sat back and watched while they had a few games, laughing along with their jokes and generally being their cheer squad when they made a good shot.

One particular girl seemed very keen on Sy and despite his usual standoffish behaivour, she didn’t seem to be getting the message. It started innocently enough, two girls challenged Sy and one of his friends to a game. After a short conversation it seemed that his friend, Rob was interested in one of the girls, so Sy winked, well attempted to wink, and agreed to the game.

Things were going well with Rob and his girl, but try as Sy might, the other girl wasn’t taking no for an answer. It was almost amusing to watch her at first as she bent over the pool table in front of Sy, turning her head behind her to make sure he was watching, only to see walking away and talking to Rob. You could see her getting frustrated, she wasn’t the type of woman used to rejection, young, attractive, and seemed quite nice actually, if she wasn’t trying to take your man. You almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

The game was close to finishing when Sy was up. He leaned over the table, readying his shot when she pressed her breasts into his side and whispered in his ear. You watch as Sy stands up quickly and walks away, his face reddening. You weren’t sure if it was from anger or embarrassment. But you knew how you felt, you weren’t going to stand for it any longer and you knew what you had to do.

You walk over to him reach up and grab his neck, pulling him down close to you, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “You could have come over sooner, lil girl,” he says, snaking his arms around you as his hands squeezed your ass. “I was beginin’ to think you didn’t care about me anymore.”

“Would I pass up an opportunity to watch you squirm?” you laugh. “No. Never.” You pause, still grinning and say, “You know, maybe you wouldn’t get hit on so much if you were wearing a wedding ring.”

He growls at you, gripping your chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You’re such a fucking brat. I asked you. You were the one who said no.”

You shrug. “Maybe I’ve changed my mind.”

“Don’t tease me, Darlin’,” he said, his eyes narrowed, searching your face before landing on your lips. He moved his hand to your throat, you felt a slight pressure, just enough to make your core tremble and your breath hitch with need. “Tell me you’ll marry me, say the words, lil girl.”

Breathless with desire you say the words, “I want to be your wife.”

Sy exhales with a grunt, “I fucking love you.” He presses his lips into yours, kissing you with that possessive need he gets, when you feel like you lose who you are and just become a part of him.

When he pulls away you whisper in his ear, “Take me home Sy. Show me that I’m yours.”

Sy nips at your ear with his teeth, and you shiver, he only does that when his urges can’t be contained. He presses himself into your hip and you feel how hard he is. You gulp, as he confirms your suspicions, “Darlin’, there ain’t no way we’re makin’ it home. Get your ass in the truck now, I’ll be taking what’s mine.”

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Can I request an Isaac one where y/n is a human but has a falling out with her parents and they basically kick her out; Derek has become a sort of brotherly figure to her and when she shows up and tells him what went down he takes her in. Isaac and Y/n have always seemed to get on the others nerves, bickering and being snarky with each other, but when she moves in after a while they start to see different sides of the other, and how cute they look when they're half asleep in the morning etc lol?

Pairing: Isaac X Reader

Musical Inspiration:“Dare” – Daya

Word Count:Approx. 2.3k

Warnings:Mentions of fights with parents, mentions of Isaac’s past, insomnia maybe? 

A/n: Do you recognize any of the things reader and Isaac watch together?

You and Isaac have never gotten along. It’s just too bad forhim that you’ve been in Derek’s life longer because his Alpha already feelsprotective of you. Derek knows that your relationship with your parents hasalways been volatile and he’s always offered you a place to crash when you needto get away. Perhaps Isaac never knew the reason you’d show up for a day or twoand crash in the apartment he and Derek share. You never confided in Isaac so,unless Derek told him, he probably just though you were encroaching on theirterritory, taking up time and space in their lives that wasn’t rightfullyyours. Maybe that’s why he never warmed to you.  

The night your parents kick you out for good and Derek givesyou a place to stay is the night things start to change between you and Isaac.

When you show up with a duffle on your shoulder, Derek letsyou in with no judgement, taking your bag from you and leading you to the guestroom without a word. You hear the creak of Isaac’s door as you pass and feelhis gaze on your back but ignore it, following Derek into the room, still numbfrom the fight with your parents. You watch blankly as he tosses your bag onthe bed and turns to you, opening his arms, offering you the comfort you needbut don’t feel like you can ask for.

You sink into Derek’s hug, gripping his shirt tightly andjust concentrate on breathing. Keepbreathing.

Isaac’s door slams across the hallway, making both you andDerek turn in the direction of the sound.

“I’ll talk to him,” Derek promises. He knows there’s somestrange kind of animosity between the two of you. You really don’t get ityourself. Isaac’s just never seemed to like you much, so you’ve treated him thesame way he’s treated you. An eye for an eye, right?

“It’s fine,” you tell Derek, pulling out of his arms. Youthink you’ve done enough leaning on him for tonight. It’s bad enough he’s givenyou a place in his home until you can find your own way. You already owe him somuch. “He’s not gonna like me, no matter what you say.”

“He will be respectfulthough,” Derek grits out in a way that tells you that Isaac is listening fromhis room. “Both of you will,” he continues, looking pointedly at you. “You maynot be blood, but you’ve both become my family. You don’t have to like eachother, but you do have to be civil under my roof.”

“I know,” you assure him. It won’t be hard on your part.You’ve seen Isaac with his friends, the people he actually likes. You thinkyou’d probably like him if he hadn’t always been such a dick to you.

“Do you need anything?” Derek asks but you’re alreadyshaking your head.

“No, I’m alright,” you say, crossing your arms overyourself. Maybe it’s a silent cry for comfort but Derek can’t seem to hear itand you’re glad. You don’t want to be too needy or ask for too much.  “I think I’m just gonna go to sleep, itthat’s alright.”

“Okay. Sleep well, then,” Derek says, leaving you alone inyour temporary room, shutting the door behind him. You can hear his footstepsas he walks across the hall and stops in front of Isaac’s room but you turnaway from the noise to kick off your shoes and climb under the covers on yourbed, glad that you’re not a werewolf. You don’t think you want to hear whateverIsaac might be saying about you.

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