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Henry Cavill Headcanons

if you’ve got any suggestions or general topics you’d like to see headcanons for just shoot an ask my way or of any of his particular roles id be happy to do such. it’s safe to say this man owns all of me 😌✨🌸💕

he’s definitely a giant teddy bear, and whenever you come home exhausted he just opens his arms. chuckling how you readily sink into his arms, once there you refuse to move or even do anything.

he ends up carrying you to bed, and helps remove your shoes and pants so you’re more comfortable.

henry would do random things like hug you from behind and lift you up just to hear you squeal in surprise.

his laugh and smile is infectious and he knows it, some days he’d purposely just sit and smile at you till you do in return.

if you’ve got long hair, he would braid it after you’ve washed it. short hair he’d probably dry it with a towel and floof it up so you end up having a hair floofing war.

during red carpet events he lets you wear his suit coat, keeps a hand at your waist at all times. or holds your hand, however you like. constantly rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

when you shower together, the rare times you actually can- 😏, he likes to wash your hair, lathering in too much shampoo you always tell him it’ll be damaging than helpful.

he gets suds everywhere, on purpose.

by on purpose he puts it there so he’ll have a reason to touch there again. some nsfw and some sfw (ex. your nose- just to see you smile goofily, your cheeks, your shoulders that he loves to squeeze affectionally, and ofc your abdomen and hips.)

when he tells you it’s time to rinse, he tilts your head back and makes sure the soap or water doesn’t get in your face, during these times you like to watch how his brows draw together in focus.

after he’s done he’ll always notice you were watching him and blush lightly.

he’s a damn good cook, surprises you with breakfast in bed. while you pop up at his work with a home made lunch of his favourites.

there’s times you have tickle wars on the sofa but leads to the ground, bc he’s a giant and you’re tiny. there’s no way you’d win if he keeps you cornered.

other days you’ll spend it sitting together reading books.

the times he’s got off work you play world of war craft, him teaching you the basics as you’re a noob or not tech savvy (like me)

once you’ve been shown the ropes you become a pro being a fast learner and all. it kinda makes him jealous to see you won’t need his guidance.

which leads to him finding something else he can teach you about or vice versa.

the times Henry isn’t home a lot, you take Kal for walks/jogs and spend the day in cuddled with the giant doggo watching shows you’ve binged already.

he often calls to face time you during his breaks or hair & make up. the two of you taking goofy snap shots and asking the other how their days been.

often times you always mumble how much you miss him, and the way his eyes seem to gloss over you know he misses you too.

the two of you can always hear the door clicking even with the tv blaring and you watch Kal go to greet him while you wait on the sofa in jammies.

by jammies it’s usually his hoodies or a t-shirt even a button up with long socks. due to the fact his shirts look like dresses on you, shorts aren’t really a necessity.

the excitement is high in your veins at him being home too but you don’t wanna bombard him.

most times you fail, even beating Kal to him and throwing yourself into his arms. showering his face in kisses and scratching the light stubble lining his jawline. he returns each shower of kiss with his own to you.

henry forgets all the bags there and holds you to him tightly, inhaling the smell of your shampoo. all while you koala bear wrap yourself around his sturdy body.

you both do different work outs in the day, you always skip or give up before him bc what is dedication ??

he’s the real dedication if you’re honest. when he joins you, then you’ll see it through just to see his glistening muscles. *cue purring*

Ooeeh headcanon about a fight and making up with Henry?🥰

Kiss & Make Up

Basically y’all know what’s bout to go down. And it’s only healthy for couples to fight Henry~ i hope i did this justice i’m new to headcanons n i can’t tell if this is a mini story or naw??? >w<

it’s the first fight you two ever have, and boy is it bad. in the few months you’ve dated the high of the first few weeks never died down. you really thought you would never fight.

but every healthy couple is bound to fight, at least you try to tell yourself that when he’s yelling at you.

henry’s voice is deep and exasperated as he bickers with you over having another man in your shared home. ‘Yours’.

his nose flares, cheeks reddened to impossible heights as his chest puffs with air and deflates. his teeth are clenched and eyebrows drawn near to the middle, making lines crease his forehead.

evidently not everyone else’s, especially guys who were so clearly just a friend.

his accusations come out of nowhere, hitting deep as he shoves things around. breaks items that are materialistic, but a hassle to clean up.

it’s scary to see him like this, so you stay in place. trembling while you cautiously watch him go about his little destruction spell.

what draws the last straw is his words, “are you sleeping with him?”. no one ever likes to hear those words from someone they love.

with the track record you have of being used or cheated on, you’d think henry would be wise to not go there. but stranger things have happened, right?

boy does it sting, like a knife twisting in your heart. you bite your bottom lip bitterly, arguing would only make it worse you knew this from past flings.

finally as if all tuckered out, henry stops yelling. heaving a deep breath as he looks around the mess he’s caused.

little shards of glass, water, flowers and papers all across the wood floorboards. that you took the curtesy or mopping and polishing.

you knew he was stressed and busy from work, so maybe this was all it was? yet the tears stung at the back of your eyes. pushing their way forward to the corners of your eyes.

futilely you try to blink them away but they only seem to go free, cascading down your cheeks and as if sensing the little sniffle you make, henry looks over truly shocked.

all the rage and frustration ebbs away with one look at your composure crumbling.

a heart broken smile directed at him, tears clinging on at the globe of your cheeks. Making them glisten in the fading sun through the window.

he crowds your space quickly as you wipe the dew drops away trying to save face. too late.

he’s all “i’m sorries.”, “i didn’t mean it.” as fast as he can, breathing heavily. promising he’d clean the mess up. to never raise his voice at you again- so forth.

still he doesn’t get much further before your hands, clenched into fists met his sturdy chest. he grunts stunned as he backs away with awe at your sudden attack.

of course you could never go for the face but his body wasn’t off limits- to a degree. If you really wanted to hurt him, and not yourself you could’ve just aimed lower.

that’d be a literal dick move.

the punch is however a big mistake you’re all, “argh, i can’t even fucking hurt you because you’re built like a fucking wall! and now my hand hurts!” (i can’t help but be a dork even when it’s serious fuck 🤣💀)

him tries to help, really he does. genuinely concerned for your wellbeing.

you fight him off mutter things like, “you aren’t a child.”, etc.

as time passes on you get nowhere, and extend your hand out to him. effortlessly he presses against your bones and muscles lightly. asking if it hurts every so often, with a shake of your head, he smiles.

and curse that smile bc you’re weak for it.

he lifts your hand up, cradle in his two larger palms and kisses your knuckles. rubbing over your achy flesh.

henry gets you an ice pack for the swelling, saying you’ll live. you opt to calling him ‘colossus’ after that encounter.

to run his apology forward he cleans the house up, apologizes to your friend he scared off coming home like a raging bull. by phone call. even offered to sleep on the sofa if you were still pissed or hurting. even scared of him.

hell he’d find a motel for your comfort. no compromise was too much for him.

with that done, he vanishes while you’re mid winding down your anxiety watching funny animals videos.

little snorts or giggles filling the air.

curiously you worried over it being so silent only to see he’s leaning into the back of the sofa. watching you with that warmed look in his eyes, somehow you can tell he’s still tense and stressed beneath that fond expression.

so you do what any girlfriend would do, kiss and make up with the lovable teddy bear.

initiating the kiss first, he wraps his arms around your hesitantly. worried he’d hurt you or scare you again.

you spend the better part of coaxing and reassuring him, he would never hurt you.

leading up to him telling about his stressful day at work and how parazzi kept harassing him about his personal life. you in particular in excruciating details.

false rumors, accusations, etc. it had his blood boiling at people saying inaccurate things about you.

him wanting to protect your honor makes your heart flutter to life with those familiar feelings. the highs of your relationship bleeding to the forefront.

with your anxiety down to a manageable level, it’s your objective to also bring henry’s down too. giving him massages that he returns to you in the payment of kithes.

by the time you both fall asleep right there cuddled on the sofa ironically. his larger body covers yours, head cradled between your breast. breathing evenly, and you run a hand through his curly locks whispering a, “i love you ya big idiot.”

henry getting jealous and pouting because you give more attention to Kal rather than to him?

Two Giant Cuties

i’m prepared to lose all my uwus doing this one, and i know it’s from one of mah gals. aka henry nation gang. ✨🐕‍🦺

tumblr bout to catch my hands i’ve tried to post this twice with the words on it and nothing sksksk mfking bitches 🔪🔪🔪

the highlight of dating the talented, beautiful, british man henry was. was that he had the cutest doggo ones ever scene.

the name perfectly suited for the fluffy, giant, majestic beast.

kal, whom you call kal-el for the full superman effect. he rly was the dog version of superman when you found out he was a service dog and helped henry at times.

henry instantly loved seeing how well kal accepted you and you to the dog.

when he was away he’d almost always see you spending all your time with kal. doing this that and the other.

taking him for walks, giving him treats, sitting cuddled up on the sofa watching tv shows or youtube videos.

one time he even saw you play a song that would always get stuck in his head, as you ran around through the house with kal hot on your heels.

henry wasn’t privy to everyone knowing- even you. but he was envious how much his own dog got to spend time with you more than him. getting to be showered in your kisses near daily, it was all he wanted-

it was becoming taxing to focus solely on work 100%

it was adorable, you both even had a matching insta story highlight dedicated to your cute puppers.

yes ‘yours’ as in both of you owned kal. everything that was his, became yours at his behest.

henry catches you on your down time, sitting up in bed with the laptop opened up to illuminate your face in the dark.

the bed dips and you roll into his body with a light giggle, turning over to ignore the video of funny things to give him your undivided attention.

he’s all smiles till he suddenly frowns, moving some of your hair back behind your ear. hand going to frame your cheek delicately.

not nearly expecting it, he pouts. bottom lip sticking out and you smile confusedly. sitting up higher to get his attention fully.

once he starts you try your best to not laugh, but he’s actually jealous of a dog? of his own dog for that matter

understandably so- kal was adorable, attentive and sweet. but he wasn’t henry.

henry babbles on how, “you’re so much closer to kal.”, “would you even want to spend time with me anymore?”

your attention diverts when said american akita all black and white. fluffy bundle of joy, trailing fur behind himself has nosed the door open. entering your private space.

kal comes over to you panting with big eyes trained to you, and henry grumbles a loud “see!” at you turning to face kal.

it makes you laugh loudly, pulling your boyfriend to your chest nod rubbing his board shoulders and back. laying sideways as you pat kal’s head.

giving the sweet service dog a wave to wait so he lays at the foot of the bed waiting patiently for you both.

henry doesn’t stop looking like a wounded pup, you pinch his cheeks catching his eyes now that he’s looked up.

reassuring him of how you spent time with kal because he helped ease your anxiety, he perks up at that knowing he’d bought kal in the us to help with his own anxieties.

a big one was how you hated him going away it would make going to work impossible for him now.

now that you’d explained it was almost silly, but he wasn’t willing to give up.

demanding more time with you. more than kal- who has all the time in the world and no obligations.

that you didn’t need to hide your insecurities or anxieties from him, in return he wouldn’t hide his own either.

after henry was nearly a whole hour late (huehue😏) and a very pissed off director, he made an agreement for you to be allowed on set.

ofc after signing plenty of confidential papers it was free reign.

of course if your schedules lined up. and when they did you were at peace having the two lovable idiots at your disposal.

kal was a bridge that seemed to only draw you both closer and opening up more doors for your relationship to grow.

you’d always have the dog and now one another to help quiet the conspiracy theories your minds cooked up in its spare time.

Valentine’s Day

first off sorry i’ve been so mia life is throwing a tidel wave of obstacles my way. i’m trying to work through them but it’s tough so here i am with henry head canons to help me through it. i promise i will work on the asks in my inbox cross my heart 🤧🤞🏽

this one probably isn’t up to par bc it’s rushed and it’s already midnight but hush it’s for the holiday- one i’m not a big fan of but happy v days, i’m a single pringle like my boomer babey 😌🥰

you’ve both been dating for a couple years let’s just get that out of the way. he could never manage to pin down a day to celebrate the holiday together.

so naturally you both just sent one another texts and cute pics to tie over the need and wrapped the whole night up by falling asleep on the phone together. even if timezones were wacky.

though this time it’s different, the first time to ever celebrate together in person. it was nerve wrecking, not just for you but henry as well.

You go about your day like normal, doing all the tedious, usual tasks to keep yourself busy.

having planned his v day gift in advance there was a trail of roses carefully lining the little rug to lead towards the dining room.

it was a hard feat to do considering kal kept picking petals up or zipping and running around they scattered about.

after his mid day jog however he calmed down. so you busied yourself preparing a little festivities of v day balloons.

it was frustrating considering you were new to this (or never celebrated it quite as often) with the balloons awkwardly in the air and your voice a high pitch you celebrate the war won.

henry’s end he lied about having work, all a rouse as he went to pick up flowers (one could never go wrong with unless you’re allergic, then however omit this portion).

they’re your favorite kind.

stopping by a shop to pick up a variety of chocolates, the ones you didn’t want he was happy to eat not being that picky an eater with sweets he just didn’t part take in em regularly.

one last stop to collect an order of a custom made bracelet to match his own pinky ring. the chain was golden with the etching of the design his ring had. on the inside was a sweet quote of “be mine.”

henry makes the drive home quick. mostly for the sake of the melting chocolates and flowers to get to a source of water. it wasn’t rly urgent per say, he just couldn’t wait to see the surprise on your face.

you knew he had something but he didn’t crack at all under precious- not even during sexy time (due to both of you losing track and getting into the cardio).

the car pulling up on the gravel is what gains your attention, running around in a near panic the door opens unceremoniously to you in one of his turtle necks.

it falls at your mid thigh bc he’s such a giant.

henry’s eyes start to the top of your head, a slight smile showing off one dimple at the ruffled bed hair. to the way the shirt dips around your cleavage till it hands losely around your thighs.

he doesn’t miss the way you rub your lips together running away with a blush across your cheeks. all you hear is a deep chuckle in response.

the little rose petals are what he takes into consideration, following the elaborate path to your shared kitchen/dining room.

henry sees you fiddle around for a vase filling it with water, you accept the bouquet placing it in the cool water. messing with the arrangement to distract yourself.

his warm hands circle your middle, tucking you close to his sculpted frame you squeak delightfully. his breath breezes along your neck as he slides the chocolate onto the table.

that catches your eyes, filtering which would be his and yours. the task topped with him feathering kisses from your ear- to the side of your neck till he rests at the dip where neck meets shoulder.

one hand reaches up to mess his hair up like yours, the other intertwining with his other at your abdomen.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Valentine.” is what he mutters all sweet, deep and sultry.

you hum, head tilting to kiss his forehead repeating the words but with dork at the end. you weren’t a sweet.

he laughs again lifting you up in a twirl and you join his laughter.

henry fills you in on how he didn’t really have work, to which you punch him in the shoulder. the others being lighter jabs, after he showers you in enough kisses yours complacent.

being the skilled kisser he is you were weak to them. has he not latched the bracelet onto your left wrist you wouldn’t have broken the make out session.

he smiles toothy at- one would assume is exaggerated but it wasn’t. to the shimmering gold bracelet that dangles some but fit your wrist perfectly so it would never slip off.

you pounce him again, arms around his neck as your noses bump with the messy kiss and many “thank yous”

carefully henry sets you down eyes closed expecting a gift in return. you pretend a sheepish expression he looks near to being hurt.

when kal bursts into the room with a bag in his mouth. covered in bright pink and red hearts on a white back drop. the sweet puppers drops the bag before you.

henry doesn’t move till you tilt you head for him to go ahead. so he opens the bag, with a disgruntled ew at kal’s slobber getting on it some.

the wrapping that’s abit excessive is set aside, till he sees a plastic packaging. he has the most adorable shocked expression ever as you cheer clapping.

he puts it to the table, lifts you into his arms and twirls around. you hang on for dear life watching as you’re now grounded again and he’s tearing open the item.

it’s the new headset he’s always wanted for gaming.

at that your day is complete. ordering some take out because you both can’t be bothered. you just want to hop online to world of war craft and venture the world taking quests and leveling up. throughout the rest of the couples holiday.

at night fall theres light canoodling, nothing too intense but still the affection and love is all there it’s enough to help you both fall asleep tucked close to one another.

Surprises At DisneyLand

Y’all in for a treat with this one was requested by @havenoffandoms and i was so excited to do this one aaaaa seriously tho someone let me know if i’m doing this headcanons thing right?? 😅 also sorry for it being so long for me to update i went on a bit of a hiatus 💀⚰️ i’m back now... hopefully

henry had been the one to ask you out of course, you were friends for a couple months

naturally you’d remained far too shy and intimidated by his presence. even though all the skinship and open desire to be around each other was a tale tell sign to everyone around you.

yet you still made no move to further your relationship. so he did.

he was overwhelming in the best ways possible. the kind that makes your throat dry, and butterflies in the pits of your stomach.

now flash forward to present day- you’ve been together for a total of 6 years.

seen the good, bad, ugly and very beautiful parts of each other. worked through every possible struggle hand in hand.

went to every baby shower, baby reveals, weddings, anniversary parties, birthday’s, holiday gatherings, anything your friends or family threw.

as well as your own extra curricular activities and events that you both enjoyed yourself.

being the poster couple, it was inevitable that when you reached the three year mark everyone began to ask when will you tie the knot?

being how it was rare henry had lasted in a relationship so long, they all believed you to be the one. he never smiled more brighter.

however it was all avoidance, at least you assumed that. maybe henry was getting nervous or shy now. which wasn’t like him at all. was he unsure of himself? of this relationship?

now your anniversary was today, celebrating 7 yrs of your happy relationship. the surprise was henry had was the place you would be going to.

everything was nerve wrecking, picking the perfect outfit. he adored how nerdy you were about these things.

putting on a ‘he’s my mickey’ top with jeans that were high waisted and hugged all the right places. finished with high top converses and one of henry’s hoodies.

the drive there you had to be blind folded, butterflies stronger than ever as you grow nervous and excited in one.

of course being the excellent boyfriend as well as lover, henry was. he holds one of your hands. fingers intertwined as he rubs across your knuckles in time with the song on the radio.

you bob your head with the melody, turning to give him a knowing smile though you can’t see his reaction. you hear him, that deep, sweet, darling chuckle he does when he’s amused.

and in a way it makes you more excited- or nervous you can’t tell them apart anymore.

when the blind fold comes off you need a moment to adjust to the sunlight.

as the sign in front of your car comes to view, your mouth drops open like the pikachu meme.

only to be replaced with an ear shrieking squeal.

henry full on laughs at you bouncing in your seat, more so when you take your seat belt off to lung into his arms unannounced.

one hand sinks into your locks to cup the back of your hair and the other around your waist keeping your against him but never to dig into the gear shift uncomfortable.

he really was too observant. careful with you. it made loving him all the sweeter.

“i didn’t even know this is where we were going! my top i chose to wear is coincidental!”

“well we’re matching.” was his comforting words back to yours.

the car is parked, you both show the tickets and are given a wristband that you’ll have photos of to remember the day.

as soon as you step through the turn stiles, you draw attention. not you per say but Henry given a few of them do a double take.

one of the workers asks to take your photo, being pulled closer to Henry at the waist your smile facing forward.

next photo is of you two kissing of course, though you rarely take pics like that. so it has sentimental value.

with a bonus of said boyfriend pressing his forehead to yours, his eyes closed and your hands tightly held in his. you however are looking up at him in the snap shot.

the day is spent riding plenty of rides, buying the pictures at the end you like most. especially splash mountain, you’re both soaked and laughing helplessly at one another’s dismay. even more so at your faces in the pic.

all the little goofing around is settled down when his hands cup both your cheeks, moves the little whisks of hair away that curl from being wet. your hands cover his as he kisses you with all the passion in the world.

when you reach the star wars area he chuckles at your nerdy (this is more my preference bc i’m a dork- if you aren’t a sw’s fan ignore this one hehe)

kylo ren’s costume actors in the park goes to kneel before you, and you gasps everyone looking over with awe. only for henry to appear circling his hands around your waist.

“sorry this ones taken.” he cool replies and so kylo nods standing up. his hand tilting your chin but you play tough unfazed as he walks away.

the rest of the day is you running around like a child too excited to hide it anymore. henry following with happiness, he posts a few videos and pics of your day to instagram. that everyone goes nuts for.

there in the square is where your heart stops. you think you’ve lost henry, anxiety pumping being in a crowded amusement park.

just as the tears build up in your eyes, you see a group of your closest friends appear with Henners at the front of them.

your favourite song you play for him called “Yellow Hearts” by Ant Saunders is on the speakers as your friends run by throwing flowers all around you two.

you cover your mouth, a new form of tears well up as he’s before you. doing the most surprising thing ever your breath hitches.

he goddamn kneeled before you.

cameras are snapping shots or recording.

henry pulls a royal blue small box from his coat pocket. the inside part- something you should’ve felt when your hands were tucked into his pockets. you had a habit of hugging him from behind even if he’s larger than you- yet didn’t feel the box. not once.

he flips it open and inside is a beautiful silver band a sunflower on it with a jewel in the middle shimmering under the setting sun.

“will you y/n. do me the absolute honors of spending the rest of our lives together. and being my wife? because i love you- don’t think i’ve ever loved someone as much as i do you.” theres a chorus of awe’s.

swiping the back of your hand over your face, you sniffle. inhaling a deep breath to steady your emotions so you could talk. you kneel down, being shorter than him once again.

there you search those beautiful eyes, cupping his cheek you scratch at the light stubble. going up onto your knees to kiss him. there you give your confirmation upon his lips, “Yes- a thousand yes’s!”

henry swoops you up into his arms twirling you around as he hugs you close. you knew he wasn’t a public man so doing this was a big deal. for both of you.

once you’re set down he slides the ring onto your ring finger. it feels snuggly, you’re enthralled with it. how it feels, to actually be in this position you never dreamed would ever happen.

just before the parks closing you go to see the fireworks- he records your excitement, when he taps your shoulder from behind the camera.

you whirl around a bright smile at him, when he knelts again tapping his shoulders you mouth a no at him.

giving up at his reassurance he could hold you up easily. and he does, you’re careful to not bounce so much while cheering and singing along to the music that plays for the show.

he turns the camera to face himself and you hunch down to kiss his cheek, lifting his head so you could kiss him properly in the video.

it’s then when you both look up that two fireworks shoot out “congratulations henry and y/n!” followed by “happy anniversary!”