#soft august

[joelslegalwhre]

Stay with me, okay?

pairing⁀➷ august walker x reader

word count⁀➷ 570+ (just a short drabble)

summary⁀➷ you get shot by the men that want Ethan in Paris. What no one knows is that you and Walker have a past together and he would do quite literally anything for you.

warnings⁀➷ use of y/n, spoilers obvs, soft!august (just for the reader), violence (people getting shot including the reader), angst, no mentions of gender or physical appearance, use of nickname (angel)

a/n ⁀➷ tell me if I missed a warning pls! And I’ve got some requests for a part 2 so if you have any wishes that I should add, let me know x

You felt like going on a walk today. Normally you would just stroll around the neighbourhood but today you felt like changing things up a little. You haven't been to this part of town, it was just a feeling that dragged you towards it.

Apparently, this part wasn't as crowded as the other places, which was quite nice. Ever since you moved to Paris, your mind didn't really settle. There was always something going on, not quite as romantic as some would think the city was. So to find a place this quiet, even if it wasn't the most beautiful, you enjoyed it.

As you walked across the street, a large garage was being opened. You glanced at the door out of pure curiosity. But you didn't look away after you'd seen his face. One that was way too familiar to you.

You stopped in your tracks and inhaled sharply. What on earth was he doing in Paris?

But then, why wouldn't he be in Paris. He did god knows what, things you only knew so much about as to not be endangered by it. You shouldn't be surprised.

You still stood there, visible surprise on your face that mirrored the others faces, as you looked back and forth between them.

How you weren’t even wondering why there was a, most probably, kidnapped man about to be sat on the backseat, you didn't quite know yourself. It just fitted the whole situation.

August stood there, slowly letting go of the door, his eyes fixed on yours. But before he could do anything, you heard a gunshot. You didn’t only hear it, you felt it. What on earth? You thought as you dropped onto the pavement. It felt like someone had punched you in the ribs, and you couldn't comprehend that the bullet actually hit you.

„Walker!" you could hear one of the guys at the car yell.

August was raging with anger, how would they dare to harm you, to harm what's his.

The next thing you heard were more shots. You couldn't see much, but what you saw was August, in front of you, and a gun in his hand. He had shot the men, all three of them. They had said something directed at one of the guys August was with, but you couldn't hear it, for you were groaning in pain.

„Y/N!" August called out name. „Y/N, Angel please…" he repeated your name over and over, turning to you.

As he kneeled down, his large hands cupped your face and his fingers lightly brushed your cheek. The angry expression on his face changed and he looked as if his worst nightmare just happened. „August.." you whispered, panting heavily. You were about to pass out and he knew it. „Stay with me, okay?" he whispered.

His voice was raspy. You could just nod in pain.

August slipped his arms under your knees and your neck, as he lifted you up. Still watched by the others in shock of his actions.

His strong hold made you feel safe. The way he carried you but looked at your face every few seconds to make sure you still had your eyes open.

„You're going to be fine, you hear me? I won't let anything happen to you. I won't leave you ever again." The moment you looked into his eyes, filled with worry and sincerity, you knew he would keep his word this time.

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#e writes #henry cavill x fem!reader #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill #soft august #august walker mission impossible #august walker x reader #august x reader #august walker #august walker x female reader #angst #august walker angst #fluff #henry cavill angst #mission impossible fallout #mission impossible #em's masterlist

[oddduckthatgirl]

Words Are Power

Pairing: Daddy!August Walker x Fem!reader

Warnings: little pet names, degradation, praise, cock warming, mentions of bad relationships

Ratings: Mature

Summary: Books aren’t the only things he can read. You are no different.

A/N: not beta’d. We die with our mistakes like men.

He can’t describe it but he knows something is off. Not in a huge way but even the way she’s sitting seems wrong. Even though she had said many times that she’s “fine” he can sense something just beneath the surface.

If it’s one thing he’s glad he’s learned from his job it’s how to get people to open up and talk. He makes you a cup of tea and brings it to you by your perch on the couch.

You smile up at him and he caresses your cheek. He sits opposite of you and you continue trying to read the book in your hands. The smell of the warm liquid calls to you and you give in. Finally reaching over to let the first drops of it warm your body it feels like a warm blanket being pulled around you.

“How did you know I needed some tea,” sighing as you place the mug back down on the table.

“It helps you to relax.”

“What makes you think I’m not?”

“Angel,” his fingers stroke your bare thigh, “you’ve not turned the page on that book in over thirty minutes. So you’re either distracted or tense.”

You shrug as a way of conceding defeat.

“Come here. I want to hold you.”

You hesitate for a split second but crawl your way onto his lap. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you close your eyes and fight off the fountain of words threatening to bubble out.

“I know you insist that you’re fine after last night,” whispering as he runs his hands over your back, “but I think I’ve hurt you and you’re not telling me.”

You shake your head.

“Sweetie, please don’t lie to me about anything like this. Remember you must always be honest with me. Especially if I’ve crossed a line.”

“You didn’t. Not on purpose,” sniffles swallowed up by his chest.

He sweeps your hair off your forehead and places a gentle kiss on your forehead, “just tell me. I want to fix it.”

You take a shuddering breath, “at the time I liked it. It was a turn on. I’ve never been degraded before. But…”

“Go on.”

“It’s….just one word. I don’t like it. It makes me feel wrong. Even if I only act like one for you. And I’m yours that way. I don’t like it.”

“Can you say it? Or do you need to write it down?”

“I don’t think I can say it without getting upset.”

He opens up a note in his phone and hands it to you. He watches as you type the word “whore.” He felt a stab in his chest when he thought about you hurting over this. He quickly erased the typing and tucks his phone back into his pocket.

He squeezes you tightly in his grip, “I’m sorry. I should have been more specific.”

“To be fair I said you could call me anything you like and I knew my safe words. At that moment I was okay. Just sitting with it ....”

“You don’t need to give me any more reason than you don’t like it. It will never leave my lips again. Were there more that you didn’t like after?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Perhaps we should have a longer talk about what words you do like for that play.”

Your skin heats and you wiggle in his lap, “well I really liked when you said I was your needy girl or that my body was needy. And,” swallowing down your desire, “how you said it was pathetic the way I begged for you.”

He raises an eyebrow, “I’ll keep that in mind. What’s going on in that head of yours.”

“Just that,” sitting up slightly to meet his gaze, “I just think that even when I’m open and honest you’ll be mad at me or you won’t want this. I know it’s just putting my bullshit on you….”

“Easy now. When I asked for you to be with me and for us to do this, I would have to see the hurt and damage left by someone else. I knew I would have to face it with you,” wiping unshed tears from your eyes, “nothing you ever say that is open and honest will make me want you less. Now I might have to adjust things but it would be important especially then to tell me how you’re feeling. The last thing in the world I ever want is to cause you pain and make you feel abandoned. I can’t do that to you. I can’t ever let you feel that again.”

You snuggled into him again and sighed. You let yourself be held. His words felt like a warm blanket over you because you knew he meant it. In all your time with him, no matter what, you knew he cared for you and he was there.

“Would it be okay if I held you and told you what I’m thinking?”

You nod and wrap your arms tightly around him.

“You’re so brave and I’m so proud of you. You put your trust in me. I know it scares you because of your past. In spite of that, you trust me. You submit to me in ways I’m sure you’d never even thought about. It’s beautiful, just like you inside and out. It nearly brings me to tears when I think about how far you’ve come. Seeing you come into a more confident version of yourself, it draws me to you even more.”

Your cheeks heat, “August, you’re embarrassing me.”

“I’m going to do it more. Do you have any idea what you do to me? I pride myself on control and one little pout from you and I’m broken. Or even one little phrase and I’m a mad man. One little text, one sentence, that’s all it takes.”

“Like what,” your skin is warm all over.

“Tease,” he growls into your ear, “but I’ll play along. Hmm, let me see. Begging for anything, even if you're just politely asking, never fails to make my train of thought go to all the ways I can make you say please,” his fingers dig into your hips as he whispers, “my very good girl.”

You rock your hips forward and groan at feeling him harden beneath you.

“You like what you do to me Angel,” you frantically nod at him, “it’s because you’re such a good girl. Obedient and shy but willing to be dirty just for me. Isn’t that right, pumpkin?”

Gasping as his hips rise to meet yours, “yes Daddy. Only for you.”

His lips crash against yours and you’re lost. He hadn’t intended to be this aroused but praising you also makes his list of things he becomes a mad man for. Pulling away he gazes at your face, “I got carried away. Forgive me. I’m supposed to make you feel better and not force anything.”

You shake your head, “you’re not. But I need to… I mean, could,” you huff in frustration as embarrassment steals your words.

He holds you even tighter to him, “darling girl, don’t be ashamed. Nothing you need is wrong. I will never look down on you for using your words and telling me what you need. Now, take a breath and just ask.”

You close your eyes and breathe deeply. You know he wouldn’t think anything of it, “I need to feel you close to me. Inside me. Please Daddy.”

Even though you’ve never asked for it, he swells with pride at how you were able to say it aloud, “good girl.”

He reaches between you to free himself. Your eyes dip to watch so he strokes himself a few times just to hear the little gasps that come from you.

Rising up on your knees, he slides his fingers over the front of your shorts. He smiles as he moves the fabric to the side and finds your bare slit. His fingers glide over the wetness that has gathered, “very good girl.”

He lines himself up with your entrance, “go on. Sit.”

You sink down on his length and exhale. It’s wonderful and right. Your eyes meet his.

“Lay against me princess.”

You do as you’re told but a small groan passes your lips as his thick length presses against your cervix.

“I know. You’re so full. Be a good girl and don’t move now,” he picks up your discarded book, “I’m going to read to you.”

“But Daddy,” whining aloud.

He spanks you sharply, “I said be a good girl. No whining. No moving. Just feel me inside you. Listen to me read to you,” he kisses your temple, “then maybe when you’re so needy you can hardly bear it Daddy will give you more. Can you do that, be Daddy’s good girl?”

Nodding, “yes Daddy. Please.”

“Tease.”

Tags: @littlefreya @viking-raider @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @inlovewithhisblueeyes @mary-ann84

#henry cavill #august walker x y/n #soft august #soft dom #aftercare #henry cavill fics

[geralts-yenn]

Hey Augie, what are you up to?

#henry cavill #soft august #that handsome fucker

[joelslegalwhrereads]

Hiiii! I saw that your requests are open! Can you please do one with August Walker, when Ethan Hunt and the team that he has a wife and son and they get to see how soft august is with his family but immediately shifts to his usual self with them?

THIS IS THE NEW VERSION! Please follow the link to read the new version instead of this one! ❤️

Softy on the inside

paring ⁀➷ dad!august walker x (fem!)mom!reader

word count ⁀➷ 1.1k

summary ⁀➷ up in the ask

warnings ⁀➷ soft!august (for his family only), swearing, kinda questionable morals, making out (kind of), fluff

a/n ⁀➷ (tell me if I missed a warning pls!) soft!august but only for his family?? yes pleasee! Thanks for the request love!

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You knew who August Walker was. What he had in mind. And yet, you couldn't feel anything but love for him.

You didn't support his actions, and he was well aware of it. But you knew that you couldn't stop him if he wanted something. You were just like him when it came to being stubborn.

August may have had some very questionable morals and worldviews, but when he was with you, nothing of that mattered. He was the most loving, caring and respectful man you have ever met. The moment he laid eyes on you, August knew you were his one in a million, his future wife and the mother of his children.

And now, almost four years later, that’s exactly what you were. His wife, the love of his life, and the mother of his son.

Your phone rang in your pocket, and you fished it out of your jeans. „Hey Walker." you teased him, using his - and your - last name. A game you loved to play. „Hey, Y/N.“ he teased you back using your full name. “Baba, baba!” your son excitedly babbled, seated on your hip. He could sense his daddy from a mile. You giggled and nudged his nose with yours.

“Hey mister.” August grinned at the other end of the phone. The two have had a special bond ever since they first looked at each other the day your baby was born. That day, in the small hospital room with just the three of you, August’s eyes changed. Into the ones of a father, one that would do anything, literally anything, to keep his family safe.

Changing to a more serious tone, you asked, „Is everything okay?". "I'm good, baby. Uhm, I just forgot the other phone at home…" his voice lowered at the last part of his sentence. „Could you maybe bring it? Just if that's fitting for you, I don't wanna boss you around, peaches." „Don’t worry, where are you right now?" you asked while looking for the phone.

Finding it laying on the dresser, just as he described, you put it in your pocket. „I'll send you the address. I love you, peaches." August softly said. „I love you." you returned with a smile.

"Let's bring Daddy his phone, shall we?" you smiled at the little man on your arm. He smiled up at you, his eyes - which looked just like your own - shining with joy. You chuckled and kissed his hairline.

August was heading for the safe house in London and you knew he needed the phone, he wouldn't have called you if it wasn't truly important. And you knew it was safe, August would never risk having you, nor your child, in danger.

You were just going to combine this with a visit to the playground, a win-win situation, since August would have his phone and you could go on a swing with your little man and maybe even wear him out, so he'd be fast asleep for his nap time.

The address August sent you wasn't far away. Pushing the stroller in front of you, you had a glance at your phone from time to time, just to make sure you were walking in the right direction. „Baba!" your eyes followed the direction of the little hand, pointing at his daddy. August must've heard it, because he did the same. A smile crept up his face as he saw the two of you, and you waved a hand as you returned his smile. He was still standing a few meters away from you when you stopped. There was no need to get any closer to the group he was standing with.

The name to which August reacted seemed to draw the attention of his bystanders. A woman turned around to look at you, and you gave her a small smile, which she returned.

„Who's that?" One of them asked as he watched the interaction between you and your husband. „None of your business, Hunt." August spat out with a look that could kill, clearly showing that he couldn't stand the man in front of him one bit.

He made his way to you with heavy steps, anyone else would run if a man his size came towards them, but his gaze softened with every step he took until he finally stood in front of you.

„Hi handsome." you smiled up at him as you handed August his phone. „Hey peaches," he put it in his suit pocket, kissing your cheek, „Thank you."

„Be careful please." Your smile was now replaced with worry. August nodded, and a smile crept up at the corner of his lips, a strong hand at your chin tilting your head slightly up to look at his eyes, „I promise." he said in a low voice. He kissed the top of your nose, and you closed your eyes at his loving gesture, while the group he left behind couldn't believe their eyes at August Walker's sudden change. It was as if he was someone else. Instead of the cold and often rude behavior, he seemed loving and protective.

August bent down to your son, who was still in his stroller, looking up at his parents. „Hey man," August grinned at him, „Take care of mommy until I'm back, alright?" With bright eyes, your mini me shook his head yes and babbled some incomprehensible words at his dad. August tousled through his dark hair.

"Don't go anywhere until I'm back." he looked back at you with a hint of concern in his eyes. He tried to hide it, but you could see right through it. „Promise" you smiled. August bent down a little to connect your lips with his. Your eyes shut close, savoring the moment and the scent radiating from him.

His lips were soft, and you quickly opened yours for him. August didn't waste another second and deepened the kiss, cupping your face with his strong hands. Yours were already wrapped around his neck, lightly tugging at his hair. A soft moan escaped your lips as he gently bit your lip. August planted one more kiss on your lips before his hands wandered down to your hips, pulling you even closer. „I love you, peaches." he whispered. „I love you too." Your arms wrapped around his torso, your head nuzzling into his muscular chest. August's hands wandered up your back, and he just held you close for some time.

„Now, aren't you going to introduce us to your lady and the little Walker?" Hunt asked him once August returned to them. „No.“ was all he coldly said, the August they all knew being back.

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#fluff #henry cavill x reader #august walker x f!reader #august walker #august walker x female reader #august walker x reader #soft august #august x reader #august walker mission impossible #mission impossible #mission impossible fallout #henry cavill #henry cavill masterlist #henry cavill x female reader #henry cavill x f!reader #requested #mywork #dad august walker #dad and son #ethan hunt #masterlist #mom!reader

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Auguste Rodin (1840-1917) "The Cathedral" (1908) Stone Located in the Musée Rodin, Paris, France

#sculptures #art #artwork #hands #sculpture #auguste rodin #stone statue #musée rodin #musee rodin #museum #art gallery #french artist #hand #early 1900s #early 20th century #tender #touch #touching #gentle #soft #1k #2k

[fairydrowning]

"It is August. My life is going to change. I feel it."

– Raymond Carver, "Will You Please Be Quiet, Please?"

#i feel it #august #august quotes #dark academia #light academia #excerpts #fragments #poetry #spilled thoughts #poets and writers #soft academia #romanticism

[chronicowboy]

shoot another shot (try to stop the feeling) | 5k

eddie gets drunk and cuts a little too loose, buck tries to pick up the pieces and ends up getting more than he anticipated, tommy just knows

"Evan, he's fine," Tommy tells him yet again. It could be the fifth time tonight he's said it, but Buck is no closer to believing him than he was when this bachelor party started.

Buck just hums distractedly in response, eyes tracking Eddie as he slips out of a heated debate between Hen and Chim to shoot three shots at the bar. He's lost count of exactly how many times Eddie has sneaked in a secret shot between the rounds of drinks they're all splitting, but he knows for a fact this is the drunkest Eddie has ever been since Buck's known him. Eddie is wild and loose in a way that is terrifyingly unfamiliar to Buck. It settles like an itch under his skin, tries to drag something out of the back of his head that he can't quite get a solid grip on.

"He's just cutting loose," Tommy adds placatingly. "Let the guy have some fun."

Buck bristles at this, biting down on something that tastes a lot like the rubber of a basketball.

"No, Tommy." Buck turns back to his boyfriend—his boyfriend!!!!—with that nervous thrum of energy in his chest that usually sticks there in the few moments when he thinks a rescue is about to turn ugly. "I don't think that's what's happening. I wish it was." God, does he wish. If there is one man in the world deserving of letting loose and having pure, uncomplicated fun, it's Eddie. "You have no idea how much I wish it was, but I..." Buck sighs and glances back just in time to watch Eddie join Albert and Ravi on the dancefloor. "I know when he's pretending."

You don't have to pretend with me. Except Eddie does anyway, even if he knows that Buck will know he's pretending. It's some inescapable dance of theirs, a ritual that only ever pre-empts disaster.

"Okay." Tommy sets his beer down, nudges Buck's knee with his own to regain his attention. Buck looks back into the face of Tommy's gentle understanding and blushes just a little at the unwavering trust there. "Talk me through it."

(read the rest on ao3)

#sami rambles #my first ao3 fic since august 😭 #anyway huge shoutout to everyone writing soft fluffy bucktommy bc i seem to be incapable lol!!! #i was crying as i wrote this lol!!! #911 spoilers #911 show #911 spec #buck x eddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #tommy kinard #buck x tommy #bucktommy #buddie fic #911 fic #buck x eddie fic #bucktommy fic #buck x tommy fic #911 spec fic #kinda

[svdaily]

i am my own dream girl.

#august #affirmations #motivating affirmations #motivation #black luxury #black girls in luxury #rich black girls #rich black women #hypergamy #soft life #soft black women #black tumblr #affirm and persist #personal improvement #personal growth #success motivation #successtips

[funkyplantguy]

for your consideration: bad boys but in a futuristic, cyberpunk, colorful neon world. bad boys but void jumpers, hopping from one reality to the next, from one body to another, reckless and loud and full of life. they all have matching neon streaks in their hair and matching laughs of glee as they outrun whatever deity or government or entity is chasing them this time. nothing bad ever happens to them. nothing bad ever happens to them

#well the last part is a lie but #life series cyberpunk au #perhaps? #i have a soft spot for the bad boys #i also have a soft stop for time and space travel but we'll blame that on doctor who and maybe a little bit of karl jacobs #i just think it would be neat and fun and colorful #and i may have already started writing a drabble or two #life series #hermitcraft #grian #limited life #jimmy solidarity #solidarity #joel smallishbeans #smallishbeans #august writes #stau #sweet tooth au

[prettybearbutch]

I shouldn't have to go to work tomorrow. I should be curled up on the couch with my lover by the fireplace in a cabin in northern michigan

#soft august posting hours #bear talks #can you have fire-buildimg dysphoria. I should be in a body that is building a fire rn #c.d.

[joelslegalwhre]

Softy on the inside

Even if i’m “just reposting” this for the new main… again, thanks sm for your request @f1-hoff 🤎

paring⁀➷ dad!august walker x (fem!)mom!reader

word count ⁀➷ 1.1k

summary ⁀➷ up in the ask

warnings ⁀➷ soft!august (for his family only), swearing, kinda questionable morals, kissing, fluff

a/n ⁀➷ (tell me if I missed a warning pls!) soft!august but only for his family?? yes pleasee! Thanks for the request love!

You knew who August Walker was, better than anyone. What he had in mind. And yet, you couldn't feel anything but love for him.

You didn't support his actions, and he was well aware of it. But you knew that you couldn't stop him if he wanted something. You were just like him when it came to being stubborn.

August may have had some very questionable morals and worldviews, but when he was with you, nothing of that mattered. He was the most loving, caring and respectful man you have ever met.

The moment he laid his eyes on you, August knew you were his one in a million, his future wife and the mother of his children.

And now, almost four years later, that's exactly what you were. His wife, the love of his life, and the mother of his son.

Your phone rang in your pocket, and you fished it out of your jeans. „Hi Walker." you teased him, using his, your, last name. A game you loved to play. „Hey, Y/N.” he teased you back using your full name.

"Dad, dadda!" your son excitedly babbled, seated on your hip.

He could sense his daddy from a mile.

You giggled and nudged his nose with yours.

„Hey mister." August grinned at the other end of the phone. The two have had a special bond ever since they first looked at each other the day your baby was born. That day, in the small hospital room with just the three of you, August's eyes changed. Into the ones of a father, one that would do anything, literally anything, to keep his family safe.

Changing to a more serious tone, you asked,

„ls everything okay?".

"I'm good, baby. Uhm, I just forgot the other phone at home.." his voice lowered at the last part of his sentence. „Could you maybe bring it? Just if that's fitting for you, I don't wanna boss you around, peaches."

„Don't worry, where are you right now?" you asked while looking for the phone.

Finding it laying on the dresser, just as he described, you put it in your pocket.

„I'll send you the address. I love you, peaches." August softly said.

„I love you." you returned with a smile.

"Let's bring Daddy his phone, shall we?" you smiled at the little man on your arm. He smiled up at you, his eyes - which looked just like your own - shining with joy. You chuckled and kissed his hairline.

August was heading for the safe house in London and you knew he needed the phone, he wouldn't have called you if it wasn't truly important. And you knew it was safe, August would never risk having you, nor your child, in danger.

You were just going to combine this with a visit to the playground, a win-win situation, since August would have his phone and you could go on a swing with your little man and maybe even wear him out, so he'd be fast asleep for his nap time.

The address August sent you wasn't far away. Pushing the stroller in front of you, you had a glance at your phone from time to time, just to make sure you were walking in the right direction. „Dada!" your eyes followed the direction of the little hand pointing at his daddy. August must've heard it, because he did the same. A smile crept up his face as he saw the two of you, and you waved a hand as you returned his smile.

He was still standing a few meters away from you when you stopped. There was no need to get any closer to the group he was standing with.

The name to which August reacted seemed to draw the attention of his bystanders. A woman turned around to look at you, and you gave her a small smile, which she returned.

„Who's that?" One of them asked as he watched the interaction between you and your husband. „None of your business, Hunt." August spat out with a look that could kill, clearly showing that he couldn't stand the man in front of him one bit.

He made his way to you with heavy steps, anyone else would run if a man his size came towards them like he did, but his gaze softened with every step he took until he finally stood in front of you.

„Hi handsome." you smiled up at him as you handed August his phone.

„Hey peaches," he put it in his suit pocket, kissing your cheek, „Thank you.".

„Be careful please." Your smile was now replaced with worry. August nodded, and a smile crept up at the corner of his lips, his large hand at your chin tilting your head slightly up to look at him „I promise." he said in a low voice.

August kissed the top of your nose, and you closed your eyes at his loving gesture, while the group he left behind couldn't believe their eyes at August Walker's sudden change. It was as if he was someone else. Instead of the cold and often rude behaviour, he seemed loving and protective.

August bent down to your son, who was still in his stroller, looking up at his parents. „Hey little man," August grinned at him, „Take care of mommy until I'm back, alright?"

With bright eyes, your mini me shook his head yes and babbled some incomprehensible words at his dad. August tousled through his dark hair with a smile.

"Don't go anywhere until I'm back." he looked back at you with a hint of concern in his eyes. He tried to hide it, but you could see right through it. „Promise" you smiled. August bent down a little to connect your lips with his. Your eyes shut close, savoring the moment and the scent radiating from him.

His lips were soft, and you quickly opened yours for him. August didn't waste another second and deepened the kiss, cupping your face with his strong hands. Yours were already wrapped around his neck, lightly tugging at his hair. A soft moan escaped your lips as he gently bit your lip. August planted one more kiss on your lips before his hands wandered down to your hips, pulling you even closer.

„I love you, peaches." he whispered. „I love you too." Your arms wrapped around his torso, your head nuzzling into his muscular chest. August's hands wandered up your back, and he just held you close for some time.

„Now, aren't you going to introduce us to your lady and the little Walker?" Hunt asked him once August returned to them.

„No." was all he coldly said, the August they all knew being back.

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#e writes #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill x fem!reader #henry cavill #august walker x female reader #soft august #august walker mission impossible #august walker x reader #august x reader #august walker #dad!august #mom!reader #em's masterlist

[gummydummy19]

Sometimes I just crave slow, soft, gentle… nothing extra, nothing special, no spanking, no choking, no slapping or teasing, no games…

Just you and me...

Soft kisses and loving smile’s….sweet words while we just feel each other…

Your hands gently touching everywhere they can reach…fingertips tracing goosebumps up my skin…you whispering my name as I whisper yours…

I love you so much…

#soft #soft smutty thought #fluffy smut #soft gentle fluffy smut #gummydummy19 #fanfiction #fluff #smut #smutty thoughts #bucky barnes #steve rogers #henry cavill #august walker #walter marshall #marvel #cod #ghost riley #simon riley #john price #ransom drysdale

[asterwild]

Flame-breasted Fruit Dove (Ptilinopus marchei) from the Philippines.

#id in alt #avianaugust #avianaugust2023 #birds #dove #animals #animal art #nature #going for a soft scribbly style yet evocative of old nat history illustrations #really should have experimented before august actually started but i did not so i guess we're just going with this :') #anyway! only 3 posts a week + will switch to doggust later but eventually the whole list will be drawn & viewable on patreon #and then publicly bit by bit

[misaothewitch]

#love this for Nils #just look at them #the way they look at each other #they're so in love #hands down their best interaction ever #also August is literally right there and yet he only really focuses on Vincent #and the smile Vincent gives him #that's love #nilcent #young royals nils #yr s3 spoilers #young royals vincent #young royals august #young royals season 3 #soft Vincent is the best Vincent

[tmblrgirlrevival]

lorde and savior

#lorde #2014 grunge #2014 tumblr #tumblr grunge #soft grunge #aesthetic #pale #2014 revival #2014 tumblr grunge #tumblr grunge revival #summer #moodboard #soft grunge revival #august #my post #t

[another-chaotic-bisexual-vampire]

the Re: Dracula team deserves an Oscar for their script editing, dialogue editing, directing, and voice acting (Graham Rowat) for the impossible feat of making us actually understand a glimmer what the fuck Mr. Swales was saying and no i don't care that audio dramas don't qualify for the Oscars they still deserve one fight me

#also don't fight me i have a soft and squishy heart like the rest us dracula fans and just want my poor blorbos to be okay #dracula daily #dracula #re: dracula #bram stoker #mr. swales #graham rowat #dd august 1 #dracula august 1 #august 1