#Henry Cavill Fic recommendation

[viking-raider]

Hewwlo

Hope you are having relaxing weekends!

Wanted to ask for fic recommendation with a fingering kink. With an inexperienced reader maybe. Or maybe featuring sex toys and reader being subby + Henry and characters being guiding and dominant.

Muchos Gracias!

💖

Um... There are many in @littlefreya's master list that I know of. I'm not sure really of anyone else.

Anyone toss out some names?

#Henry Cavill #fic recommendation

[cherryofdeath]

Looking for recommendations for a fic, anything comforting, with hugs and maybe a slow burn. But not too cheesy, please. I'm way to tired for "white Knight rescues me and now everything is a-okay forever and ever"... But I still wanna believe in my chance to find love, yk?

Pairing doesn't matter, but Henry Cavill or his characters are always welcomed 😊

#fanfiction recommendation #fic recommendation #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill fanfiction #i need a hug #pretty please #please help a girl out

[holylulusworld]

Looking for some recommendations by you or your kind followers 🥰

Steve or Bucky mafia / mob or abo series

And Henry Cavill series (I've fallen into a big rabbit hole of lusting over that man lol)

I've read all of your stories so much Lulu, like Consolidation Bride is like my number 1 series. I reread it often sometimes when I walk my dog or when I'm moody and on my period😂.

Hi lovely. Aw, I'm happy someone loves Consolation Bride as much as I do. I'm tempted to write a sequel, I just don't know when.

Let's see, I will list the blogs coming to my mind in random order. I hope I don't forget half of the people I follow...

I highly recommend @angrythingstarlight's blog for Mafia AUs. She has wonderful Mafia AUs for Bucky.

@navybrat817 has great stories for Bucky & Steve & Henry's characters. Check her Bucky list for Mafia stories.

@kinanabinks has an awesome Mafia Bucky x Best Friend (fairy) series. You can find it here: MOB!BUCKY MASTERLIST

@jtargaryen18 has a wonderful Mafia Steve / arranged marriage story called His Inheritance (ongoing). I got it on my reading list.

@sinner-as-saint has all your little heart desires, including mafia AUs, A/B/O and so much more.

@biteofcherry has great a/b/o & mafia stories for Steve. I think some are dark, so check the warnings for triggers.

@smutsonian has this mafia Steve I just discovered and need to read.

@buckyalpine has a story called pretty little thing with Mob Bucky. It's on my reading list.

You are looking for Henry & his roles? Fear not. Look at @littlefreya's blog. Here's her "stories" masterlist. There is a drabbles masterlist in her bio too.

Do you need more Henry? Here you go: @viking-raider will help you out.

@waiting4inspiration has an Alpha Bucky series.

These are the ones coming to my mind atm. If anyone has stories for nonnie to read, please feel free to add them to his post. 😊

#fic recs #fic recommendation #lulu answers

[sillyrabbit81]

Does anyone have any soft Henry Cavill Character recommendations for me? I'm in a mood and want a very specific kind of fic 🙈

I'm don't mind if there's smut, but no noncon or rough stuff or BDSM. Nothing about jealousy or cheating. I want comfort fics!!!

Open to any character, or au’s, but not real person fiction. It's not that I won't read those kinds of fics, I'm just not looking for them right now.

Please and thank you! ❤️

#rec me fics #please

[potterhead2207]

Fic Recommendations Masterlist 9

Chris Evans

@labella420 - Against The Glass

@labella420 - Welcome Home

@labella420 - Those Damn Flannels

@ramp-it-up - Choices

@ramp-it-up - Sorry, Not Sorry

@ramp-it-up - Don’t Touch My Hair

@kthynes - Jealousy And All

@kthynes - Who’s Who?

@kthynes - In Your Arms

@kthynes - You Give Me Premature Ventricular Contractions

@kthynes - Baby Me

@kthynes - I Moustache You A Question But I’ll Shave It For Later

@kthynes - Truth Be Told

@kthynes - If You Really Want It

@kthynes - Live On Air, With Love

@kthynes - Let It Be Known

@austinswh0re - Confidential

@miserable-sarah - Sit

@miserable-sarah - I Don’t Really Give A Shit What You Want

@time-for-a-library - I’m Just An Assistant Part 2 Part 3

@riversong-sam - Squish Me

@riversong-sam - Laughing Shoot

@chrisevansonly - Surprise!

@chrisevansonly - Helping Hand

@chrisevansonly - Betrayal

@chrisevansonly - Noisy Christmas

@chrisevansonly - Slip Up

@chrisevansonly - Snowy Miracle

@chrisevansonly - Little Duck

@chrisevansonly - The Waddle

@hansensgirl - Untitled

@anyas-stuff - Mine

Ari Levinson

@junipermuses - His Girl

Frank Adler

@kthynes - Spoke Too Soon

Lloyd Hansen

@miserable-sarah - Sunshine

@kthynes - Old Wives Tale

Steve Rogers

@oh-my-damn - Guilty Pleasures

@miserable-sarah - Impressive

@miserable-sarah - Untitled

@riversong-sam - Be Careful

@heli0s-writes - Slow Like Honey Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

@heli0s-writes - I Need A Forest Fire

@heli0s-writes - Golden Hour

@heli0s-writes - Shape Of You

@heli0s-writes - Bright Whites

@heli0s-writes - Bad

Ransom Drysdale

@imyourbratzdoll - Untitled

@ramp-it-up - All These Things And More

Joseph Quinn

@lovejosephquinn - Untitled

Henry Cavill

@f10werfae - Quick It’s BeReal

#chris evans #ari levinson #frank adler #lloyd hansen #steve rogers #ransom drysdale #joseph quinn #henry cavill #red sea diving resort #gifted #the gray man #marvel #mcu #knives out #stranger things #superman #chris evans x reader #ari levinson x reader #frank adler x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #steve rogers x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #joseph quinn x reader #henry cavill x reader

[littlefreya]

I’d be way too nervous to get intimate with ANY of Henry’s characters even if I’m aroused. We’d have to go really slow and pretty much I’d have to tell him not to move as I slowly explore his face and body with my hands before I let him start touching me and taking charge.

Do you have anything in your fics that you can recommend that resembles something like this? 🫣

Hey sweetheart, I totally get you. Your first time with a new lover can be nerve-wracking. You are just getting to know the person. Trust still needs to be established, you are uncertain of what the other person likes, and of course, we tend to get self-conscious about our bodies.

As far as it goes to stories, I think I have a few that can fit the description :) I hope you will enjoy them

The Captain and the Maiden - Syverson x Virgin Reader Plain and simple, the Captain deflowers you.

Velvet Chains - Soft!August x Reader (smut. August Walker as a sex-worker, sexual intercourse, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, a depiction of bodily fluids, soft!August themes, a tinge of angst and August’s monster c… ) - For a generous fee, August Walker is yours. A man devout to pleasure, who will worship you for an entire night and make sure your first time is more than memorable. 

White Honey - Henry x Reader (Smut, loss of virginity, sex) Waking up the morning after you lost your virginity to Henry, you muse of the night before while feeling hungry for more.

Lilies - Henry Cavill x Reader (Fluff to slight-smut, graphic post-coitus descriptions, loss of virginity, slight coaxing and slight cunnilingus.) Your first time with Henry is rather painful, and he tries to comfort you

Silky Iron - Henry x Reader (fluff to smut to fluff, graphic descriptions, sexual content, erotic romance, vaginal penetration, cockwarming, soft dom vibe. Read on your own account.)  It’s your first time with Henry and your first time being with an uncut man.

#ask freya #anon asks #first time stories #henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill fanfiction

[angryschnauzer]

Smoke and Flame

Summary: A chance meeting after an awards show, you end up sharing a meal with fellow actor Ben Barnes at his flat. Just at things are heating up catastrophe strikes and the night is cut short. But a surprise visitor at your hotel room the next morning proves that even after smoke there are flames.

Pairing: Ben Barnes x Female Reader (No race or body type mentioned)

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, 18+, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Wall Sex.

A/N: This is my first Ben fic so i wasn’t entirely sure if my brain would help me out, but it seems to have worked! I haven’t seen any of Bens work apart from the first half of Shadow & Bone, but this skinny brit now seems to have a hold on my ovaries. Unbeta’d. Typos show we’re human. I am adding this to the end of my Henry Cavill masterlist as i don’t have a ‘everyone else’ list. I do not run a tag list, instead please follow @angryschnauzerwrites​ and put that blog onto notifications. You can also follow me on AO3.

Standing in the aisles of the Tesco Express mini supermarket you swung the plastic basket from your fingertips as you stared mindlessly at the meagre selection of sandwiches left on the shelf of the chiller. 11pm at night was not the best time for a good range of choices. Your stomach grumbled and you looked longingly at the microwaveable chilled pasta meals in the next chiller, before reminding yourself that the small boutique hotel room you’d been booked into didn’t have a microwave. 

“I should have just gone to the after party” you muttered to yourself. 

The Empire Awards were one of the most fun and laidback awards shows in the industry. Over the course of your career you’d been invited a few times, even nominated once or twice. Tonight you’d been presenting the award for best actor, some arrogant little prick winning the award which he’d all but snatched out of your hand on the way to shoving you away from the podium so he could bore everyone there with a ‘speech’. You smiled to yourself when you recalled how the cheers for you coming on stage had by far had been louder and longer than those of when he’d won.

Still staring at the line of cheese ploughmans sandwiches in front of you a soft cough behind you caught your attention, and as you turned your gaze followed the path of a crisp shirt up to the wearers deep brown eyes and a soft but deep well spoken voice;

“Thought i recognised those legs, they were all i could see as you stepped on stage past my table”

You could feel your cheeks warm as you realised it had been another one of the best actor nominees, Ben Barnes;

“Oh, hi”

You shouldn’t be star struck, you were a ‘star’ in your own right, but where you kept to yourself and avoided parties and the Hollywood social circuit you rarely had much interaction with actors outside of being on set. 

“Are you skipping the after party too?” he asked

Turning back to the chiller you nodded;

“Yeah, not really one for loud parties and all that networking kind of stuff, but kinda regretting it now seeing as we weren’t fed at the show”

“I recommend the Spaghetti with chilli prawns”

“I’m more of a Penne kinda girl myself, but my hotel room doesn’t have a microwave so it's just a sandwich now… and i’ve got a choice of cheese ploughmans or a hoisin duck wrap”

“Eww” you looked back and smiled as you saw his face scrunched up in mock disgust before he offered an alternative; “Hey, I live just around the corner and have a relatively clean microwave… if you wanted to grab something hot?”

Inadvertently chewing on your bottom lip your mind went elsewhere before finally your mouth caught up with your brain;

“Relatively? Sold, Penne Arrabiata it is. Do you want one?”

Nodding to the basket swinging from his long fingers he grinned;

“Already got one, toss yours in, we’ll get the multibuy discount” It was unlikely either of you needed to even consider wanting a discount thanks to good roles and even better salaries, but frugal habits from college and drama school still linger.

Five minutes later you were strolling alongside Ben on the wide pavement, the light summer night sky still showing pale hues of blue and pink as the sun lingered well into the evening.

“You know, I wasn't sure if it was you for a moment, your hair… and the t-shirt…”

You laughed, realising that you probably now just resembled anyone returning home after a night out;

“The ponytail was just a clip in, I shared a stylist with two of the other girls on the cast and got her to take it out before leaving…” you looked down and smiled at the free Netflix t-shirt that the promotions crew had been handing out; “And yeah, felt a bit safer covering up if i was going to be on the tube at night”

The dress you’d worn to the awards had been racy to say the least, and well beyond what your usual attire and comfort zone would include. A black mini dress that although wasn’t obscenely short, still skimmed the widest point of your thighs, and when you turned the sides were lace up like a corset with a similar ribbon pattern up your back to a high collar in a slightly goth style and a deep v to show your cleavage, but when paired with the extra long ponytail and the black stiletto heeled boots gave you a darker and more mysterious style.

"Well, knowing what's underneath…" Ben muttered before catching himself and clearing his throat; "My flat is just across this next road"

A short while later you were standing in his kitchen, dark wood units with white countertops to give a stylish feel but with signs of everyday use; from the used mug waiting on the side to the dish towel haphazardly folded and hanging from the oven handle. You'd watched as he'd pulled the old dormer window up to let fresh air circulate before offering you a drink;

"I've got some beers in the fridge, or i think there's some wine… but that isn't cold, or tea, coffee, water…"

"A beer's fine"

Slipping your heels off you sighed with relief when the cold floor tiles soothed the soles of your feet, turning and bumping straight into Ben's chest as he'd silently crossed the room to hand you the bottle of beer.

"Oouf… sorry"

"That's quite alright Darling. Now, take a seat, dinner service at Chez Benjamin is about to commence"

Giggling, you sipped the beer as you watched him move around his kitchen with a familiar ease, spinning a sharp knife in his hand before flamboyantly stabbing little holes in the plastic cellophane of your pasta meal, popping it into the microwave and setting it to cook. 

You moved to the kitchen counter and set your beer down, before sliding your ass onto the countertop as you watched him move around. Conversation started to flow as the minutes on the digital display counted down. When the five minutes had passed you watched as he served your pasta, closing the distance between you with a bowl in one hand and a fork in another;

"Bon appetit"

Laughing you took them from him, watching him as he did the same for his own meal. You chatted as you ate, talking about upcoming projects and mutual acquaintances. The conversation was friendly and a little flirty, and you were finding it difficult to concentrate on little else than the way his long limbs stretched out as he leant against the counter opposite you. When you'd both finished he stood and set his bowl into the sink, then taking yours but pausing;

"You've got a little bit…" he waved his finger at the corner of your mouth, causing you to stick your tongue out to lick it away but obviously failing; "No, it's just…"

Without thinking he put his fingers beneath your chin and with his thumb gently swiped at the small splash of tomato sauce at the corner of your mouth, the soft pad dragging over your lips as you parted them. Almost instinctively you sucked on the pad of his thumb, your tongue laving over the soft part. Meeting his gaze his dark irises burned with desire, the corners of his mouth being tugged into a smirk;

"Good girl" he quietly praised, pushing his thumb a little further into your mouth whilst you worked your tongue against it, fellating his digit before you were both made jump by a knock at his front door, a voice coming from the other side.

“Ben, i’ve got a parcel for you”

He sighed, withdrawing his hand from you;

“Sorry, its my neighbour, he’s probably taken in the courier delivery of a script a new dark Cinderella adaptation I’ve been waiting for”

“Oh, Prince Charming”

He grinned at you as he disappeared into the hallway, hearing him open the door and exchange quiet pleasantries, and as the seconds passed you caught sight of your reflection in a mirror on the opposite side of the room, smiling when you saw the fleck of red sauce still in the corner of your mouth. As you were preening in the mirror Ben returned, silently crossing the room to stand directly in front of you;

“Where were we?” he asked with a grin on his face

“You were failing at your job of getting the sauce off my lips”

“Oh, right, guess we’ll have to go with an alternative method”

Without skipping a beat he leant forwards and pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth before pulling back;

“Hmmn, still there…”

Going in for another kiss, this time he pressed his lips to yours, thoughts of the tiny spec of sauce now forgotten as he repeated it again, his hand sliding up the outside of your thigh at the same time which caught you by surprise, the gasp you let out giving him the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His tongue pushed into your mouth, dancing with your own as your hands moved to his chest and up to his shoulders, your legs parting to bring him closer to where you sat on the counters edge. As your bodies pressed together his hands moved over your body, one gripping your hip where the other slid between your t-shirt and dress. His fingertips found the bare skin where the ties of your dress laced, his featherlight touch sending shivers through you. When the kiss finally broke and you were left gasping for air, he started to press kisses down your jaw and neck before reaching the neckline of your t-shirt;

“Hmmf, this is going to have to go Darling”

Nodding you went to take the t-shirt off but were beaten to his as his hands tugged on it and pulled it over your head before he dropped it on the counter beside you. When his gaze returned to you he leant back to take in the sight of your cleavage up close in your dress and how it accentuated what you had been given by mother nature. Ben stayed silent, licking his lips before he wrapped one hand around the back of your neck to pull you close as the other strayed to your hip and slipped beneath the fabric of your dress. Like a creature of the night he descended upon your neck, placing open mouthed kisses along your jugular before running his teeth over the soft skin. As he hit your pressure points your hands flew to the back of his head and neck, holding him in place to encourage him as your fingers entwined in his soft brown hair. You were breathless and you could feel your body responding with heightened arousal, your legs wrapping around his hips to pull him closer to your core, desperate for any sort of friction.

“Getting a little needy there Darling?” he muttered against your skin as the hand that had been on your hip moved between your parted thighs to rub at your pussy through the soaked fabric of your underwear. You could do little but to whine in frustration, his fingers the cause of more arousal with little relief. With a chuckle that told you he knew exactly what he was doing to you he hooked your underwear to one side before sliding his long fingers the length of your slit, going back and forth through the soaked folds from your entrance up to your clit where he would oh so gently run the pad of his finger over it only to dip away again.

“Please… please Ben…”

He moved and pressed a kiss to your lips before touching his forehead to your own;

“Do you want more? Is that what you want?”

“Yes, I need you inside me”

He chuckled and you felt as he slid his hand down until two fingers were resting against your entrance, teasing your trembling hole before he pushed them gently inside, slowly stretching you. Your eyes went wide as you felt him breach your body and you gasped as his warm breath met your own;

“Oh… oh fuck…”

He only chuckled, rocking his hand gently back and forth and each time sliding deeper inside you. Jesus, ‘how long were his fingers?’ You thought to yourself, your unspoken question answered when he hummed as he found that soft spongy spot deep inside with ease. With his other hand still on the back of your neck effectively holding you in his grasp, you could do little but writhe against his other hand as you clung to his shoulders. His thumb found your clit and sent a shockwave through your body;

“Do you like that? You like my fingers deep in your pussy? Being such a good girl, I can feel you’re so tight and you’re so close, squeezing the shit out of my fingers… Did you want another? A third? Think you can take it?”

“Yes… No… I…”

“Let's try it and see, shall we?”

You felt him pull his hand back a little before the pressure in your cunt increased, the stretch of the tight ring of muscle almost too much, but as his thumb found your clit again you surged forwards and impaled yourself fully on his triple digits. 

“Oh, that’s the spirit, fuck yourself on my fingers, you like it deep? Yeah? I can feel you juicing up all over my hand, fucking soaked, can’t wait to get my mouth on you, taste you. Would you like that? You want me to eat this pussy? Get it ready for my dick?”

For a posh boy Ben certainly knew how to talk dirty, his words doing more to turn you on than any porno ever could. He increased his efforts with his fingers and you could feel your orgasm building, moving your hands to grip onto his upper arms and surprised to feel how firm they were, how his innocent white shirt was hiding such potential beneath. Your usual suitor tended to be bigger, beefier, not full gym rat, but they would have an imposing presence about them. This is what had therefore lulled you into a false sense of security with Ben, believing him to be an innocent waif when he was far from it.

As his thumb grazed over your clit one final time you felt the world explode around you, coming hard on his fingers as he swallowed your cries of passion with a deep kiss. With each wave of your orgasm Ben continued to apply pressure to both your clit and g-spot, before you were completely over stimulated and breathless, grasping his wrist with your hand;

“St… stop… I can’t…”

Finally he relented, pulling his fingers free and holding them up between you, sticky and dripping with your liquor before he put them in his mouth and held eye contact as he licked them clean.

“Delicious” he said with a dark smirk

“You’re trouble, aren’t you?” you said with a smile as he helped you off the counter, his hands already fumbling with the ties of your dress as he started to walk you backwards through his flat, knocking into furniture, the sounds of things being knocked over on the edge of your consciousness. As you both fell onto the soft bed Ben’s face was buried in your neck, pressing kisses down your cleavage when a sudden loud beeping resonated throughout the small apartment. Ben froze for a moment before he scrambled off you.

“What’s that noise?”

“The fire alarm”

You were on your feet in seconds, hastily pulling the strap of your dress up as you heard banging on the front door, a muffled voice calling through;

“Ben, get out, flat 8 is on fire!”

Thirty seconds later you were both standing on the other side of the street, your hastily grabbed t-shirt and bag in your arms, shivering mostly from the cold but also partially from the adrenaline and shock of coming out of a building only to turn around and see it on fire. Ben had stayed at your side for a few minutes before he started to help his neighbour do a headcount to ensure everyone was out of the building, the emergency services arriving soon after. 

Lost in the moment, you were made jump when you felt a hand softly rest on your arm, turning to see a weathered friendly face smiling back at you;

“Young lady, you must be cold, come, we have chai on the stove!”

The residents of the neighbouring houses had come out to see what was going on, and you realised Ben was helping the family in the flat that lived below him to pull their kids out through the ground floor windows. The distant sound of sirens was getting closer, and as the fire engines roared into the street the older Indian woman was pulling you into her house along with other residents of the flats.

An hour later you had your fill of spiced chai, and had been kindly gifted a pair of flip flop sandals to wear as you’d left your heels in Ben’s flat. Thanking your hosts who’d no idea who you were, you called for an Uber as you went to find Ben, seeing him standing outside with some other people who were talking to the fire fighters. You gave him a little wave and he trotted over;

“Hey, are you ok?”

“Yeah i’m fine. I’m going to head back to my hotel. Do you need somewhere to stay?”

Ben glanced back at his place;

“I think we’re going to be fine. The fire was just confined to one flat and the water hasn’t seeped down through to my side of the building”

“Ok, if you’re sure. But just in case…” you fished around in your small bag for the keycard to your hotel room, knowing that the little paper slip it was in had the hotel name and room number on; “Just give me a call, this is where i’m staying”

He took it, before ducking down and pressing a brief kiss to your lips;

“Message me when you’re back ok?”

“Sure”

-

You woke to a loud knocking on your hotel room door. You’d slept fitfully, even having a shower in the middle of the night to try to help relax your mind, but it hadn’t helped. 

“Okay okay i’m coming” grabbing the Netflix t-shirt you pulled it on, grateful it came to your thighs as you slept naked. Peering through the spy hole in the door you were surprised to see Ben standing outside, opening the door you greeted him;

“Ben, what are you…?”

He held up your shoes;

“Just getting some practice in for my next role, bringing Cinders her slippers”

Although it was early morning and the hallway was deserted, you were aware paparazzi were known to creep the hallways of hotels after awards shows, so grabbed Ben by his shirt and pulled him into the room.

“Oh” he raised his eyebrows as he allowed you to manhandle him, but that was the sum total of the control he allowed as you immediately found yourself pressed to the wall, his lips finding yours.

The lingering scent of smoke still clung to him, but as his hand strayed to the hem of your tee it didn’t matter, instead you wound your fingers through his soft brown hair, pulling him closer as his massive hands gripped at your hips. His kisses moved to your cheek and neck before you felt his lips against your ear;

“No panties?”

“I… I sleep naked, i just threw this on to answer the door”

His hand moved between your thighs, long fingers quickly teasing through your folds;

“Already soaking wet”

“I need you, right now”

Your fingers were on his jeans and with practised skill you had unzipped him, letting his jeans fall to the floor as you pushed his boxers down enough to free his shaft. He pulled your t-shirt over your head before you were immediately back, grasping him as you relished the feel of his hardness in your hands. 

“You done playing yet? I wanna get it wet”

You smirked;

“Sarcastic much?”

He didn’t answer, instead he grabbed one of your legs and pulled it over his hip, bending his knees a little before he was able to slide his shaft through your folds. Bumping at your clit he grinned as you gasped, before the smirk on his face turned darker and he rolled his hips, pushing himself inside you.

You both stilled for a moment, your bodies getting used to being joined carnally. With one hand on your hip his other strayed to your breasts, squeezing them roughly before rolling your nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The slight pain only accentuated your arousal, your body wanting to push ever closer to him for more stimulation. All the while he worked his narrow hips, thrusting into your pliable body as you took him so well. Your foot could barely touch the floor, on tiptoes you grasped at his shoulders to prevent yourself from falling, surprised when he grabbed your leg and lifted it so he was now completely holding you up as he pressed you to the wall. 

“So good, your cunt is like a vice, i could spend all day in here, fucking load after load of cum into you. You got an interview later? I want you in a dress with no panties, so i know millions of people will be completely unaware of my cum dripping down your thigh, my seed marking you”

You pressed your head back to the wall, almost overwhelmed from everything and that’s when you felt his finger rubbing against your clit;

“Need you to cum for me”

You whimpered, you could feel the pleasure building within you, knowing it would only take a couple more thrusts for you to flood his shaft;

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck, that’s it, keep doing that…. Oh my god, Bennnnnnnnn”

You came violently, clinging to his shoulders as your body shook, waves of euphoria flowing through your body. Just as you were coming down, still floating on echoes of your orgasm, Ben’s thrusts grew erratic, his quiet curses under his breath before he pulled out and you watch as he came over your mound, coating you in his creamy spend. 

Breathless he rested his forehead against yours, and in a moment of clarity you gently pushed his hair out of his face;

“So what happened to filling me with load after load?”

“Almost-nut clarity… consent, grown up conversations we should have had first about contraception…”

You pressed a kiss to his lips;

“You fuck like a roughneck but have the heart of a gentleman”

Returning your kiss he grinned against your lips;

“I want to fuck you again”

“Shower first. You smell like a chimney sweep. How about we shower, order some breakfast on room service, and spend the rest of the morning having grown up conversations and doing grown up things in bed?”

“Sounds perfect” he was already stripping out of his clothing as you started towards the bathroom; “Plus i want to go down on you in the shower”

It was said that only the best after show parties went on until well past daylight the next day, and this was by far the best party you’d ever attended.

#Ben Barnes #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes smut #ben barnes fanfiction #ben barnes x you

[yenn-reads]

Hey, it's me again.

I don't know if you are still interested in my recommendations, but I have a few more series lined up and those I will tell you about.

It's November, days are getting darker and for this reason I chose some darker fics for you, too. Not 'dead dove don't eat'-dark, but we're getting to the angsty bit of fanfiction for sure. So please, take a look at the warnings before you start reading.

Night Moves

Walter Marshall x OFC Alexandra (💕🔥🌩, status: completed)

This story is how I found @deandoesthingstome. And with this fic she made it easy for me to fall for her writing. If you look at the last recommendations or on my blog you'll see that I adore Charlie and her incredible talent for writing unique stories. And Night Moves is just one example.

Here we get to see Walter Marshall in his element. He's the detective we all know, who loses himself in a case. But he loses himself also in this strong and smart woman. But as Walter and Alex fall for each other, things go south fast.

You're going to be thrilled by this! And don't forget to take a look at the playlist and the deleted scene that I got from Charlie for asking for a director's cut.

You've got me hooked

Captain Syverson x OFC Riley (💕🔥🌩, status: completed)

I read this one on AO3 before I got into the addicting chaos of this hellsite, so I never gave @poledancingdinos the reblogs that she deserved for this. I hope I can make up for it now and someday I will find time for a re-read and proper comments.

Sy and Riley might be strangers, but their life paths cross when Riley needs a roommate and Sy needs a room.

Riley tries her best to keep Sy away from her and Sy might be clueless in more than one way. But when Riley needs help, Sy is there for her.

Those characters are so wonderfully drawn and you'll find yourself rooting for Sy and Riley in no time. There's a playlist too, and a very, very sweet bonus chapter

The way to hell

August Walker x OFC Ingvild (🔥🌩, status: completed)

Okay, I guess I won't need to introduce you to @littlefreya but this story was one of the first things I read when I fell into the rabbit hole of Henry Cavill fandom. And it still occupies my mind from time to time.

Ingvild and August are on their way to finally burn this world to ashes and when you follow their path you will want to join them.

If you haven't already read it, go treat yourself with this love story of August and his angel of destruction. Or maybe you've already read it and think you might want to return to it once more.

Anyway, if you found something here that you enjoyed reading, go tell the writer about it. You will make someone's day a lot better.

Monthly Series Appreciation -Masterlist

#monthly series appreciation #yenn recommends #series #author:deandoesthingstome #author:poledancingdinos #author:littlefreya #captain syverson #walter marshall #august walker

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Hey guys !! I wanted to reach out to my followers, mutuals, and everyone else who sees this post to ask for some help ! I want some male reader fics and I’m having trouble finding them myself so I was wondering if anyone knew anyone or any fic to recommend !

Disclaimer I hope this doesn’t ruffle any feathers because I want to ask this as respectfully as possible !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want male reader fics that are well thought out, have good grammar and most importantly of all, make.sense.

I’ve been kinda struggling with this because in no way do I want to imply anyone is a bad writer or ANYTHING of the sort, but a lot of the male reader stories that I come across, which are barely any tbh, have plot points that make zero sense. I’m not going to get into the details of it but when I read fanfic, it’s to get away from reality and pretend I’m living another story, as I’m sure most people on here do as well (though I can’t say that with certainty). I used to be able to read female readers and do that but I just can’t anymore, I want to be able to experience stories from a gender that I identify with. However, when I’m reading a story and within 20 minutes of first being introduced to the love interest, trauma dumping on them, and suddenly we’re both in love, it makes it hard to keep myself in that reality.

Literally as I’m writing this I’m terrified that I’m wording something a certain way but I need to double down and make sure I’m being clear that even the mini story I just mentioned IS NOT A BAD STORY!!!!! It’s just not for my personal tastes in what I look for in fanfics. Everyone who writes, even those some call “professional” writers, all started somewhere and I do NOT want to discourage anyone.

So with all of that random train of thought blubbering out of the way.

Please, send me recommendations because I’m desperate lol. This post can even be used for other people looking for male reader stories by checking the comments or reblogs of people who might send some recommendations !! I love all of you, readers and writers equally.

The fandoms I personally would like recommendations for would be SPN, Marvel, basically anything to do with Chris Evans, Henry Cavill, and a hundred other people I don’t want to list out from various other shows lol.

Forevers Tag List: @magssteenkamp @shadowsinger11 @donnaintx @flamencodiva @impalawrites-blog @talesmaniac89 @malfoysqueen54 @cole-writes @hintsofhoney @lassie-bird @never--doubt

Male Reader Tag List: @myybebe @denim-devil @spnfanboy777

#male reader #recommendations

[georgiapeach30513]

Needing some Softdark August or Henry fics any recommendations ?? Xx

So….I don’t know if I’ve ever read a ton of Henry fics 🫣 I do enjoy writing for him, but I’m trying to think who writes for him. have I ever read a Henry fic? I know that @syntheticavenger has a A/B/O story that has glimpses of Sy in it. Honestly, I have no clue.

Umm…does anyone have some soft dark August or Henry recs???

Updated to include @littlefreya Masterlist!

#fic recs

[lavender-annd-lilac]

🎁 Holiday Gifting Guide 🎁

(Fic Rec Edition!!)

Do you put the "PRO" in procrastination? Are you reading this on today, December 24, 2022 instead of scrambling to get all the gifts you haven't got yet?

Well you made the right choice, because I have the PERFECT gifting recommendations for you!

From the bottom of the heart that I may or may not have, please enjoy 🖤

See the rest of my fic recs HERE

I have linked each fic with my comments attached, but I also put a warning (?) if you might want to skip the commentary

Little White Lies

By @cockslutpadalecki

Pairing: Dark!Catfish!Ransom x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you don’t like Rick Astley

Who it’s for:

The "practical" gift giver

This kind of person gives you...A new toaster oven because you wrecked yours in the sink when your bagels started burning! A new humidifier bc your house is dry af! A new set of tableware bc you break everything and now just eat soup out of the can with a straw!

Not the most thrilling unboxing experience, but honestly, it’s shit that you actually need but probably would never have made time to get for yourself bc you are too busy reading fics on Tumblr.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

This gift will let them know you are very aware that that people have it worse out there. You’re basically saying, "I appreciate this family size pack of 3-ply toilet paper, because even though my disappointment was through the roof when I opened this big ass present I thought was going to be something epic, at least I’m not stuck in a hotel bc I got catfished over 3 months by some trust fund prick". A sentiment that truly encapsulates everything about the holiday season, and the gratitude you feel towards human kind.

The time Brock Rumlow broke a rule *

(drabble from the ongoing “Penthouse” series)

By @kinanabinks

Pairing: sex worker!fem!reader x multiple characters (*not a Brock x Reader fic)

Skip over my comments if: you hate hot dogs 🌭

Who it’s for:

The last minute gift giver

You know that person that gives you things they obviously bought at the gas station on the way home? Like, a selection of snacks, beef jerky, candy, and a couple lottery tickets?

Well, if you think about it, this forgetful person is the other side of the coin with has your procrastinating face on the front! They may only have remembered at the last possible moment, but they still cared enough to give you a random assortment of items packaged together as a cohesive “present” even though you both know what really happened. But still! They were willing to endure the shame and ridicule you surely put them through afterwards, and basically give you this leverage to hold over them in the future.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

It’s also about someone coming through and being there when you need them. Plus, if they don’t like it (cut them out of your life if they don’t like this fic tbh), you can always bring up the fact that their present was shit, so they have no business complaining about this wonderful work of fiction.

Stained like Georgia Clay

(ongoing series)

By @georgiapeach30513

Pairing: Cole Turner x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you are a cop

Who it’s for:

The nostalgic gift giver

A game boy colour from the 1990’s. Those roller skates with 4 wheels that I feel like people don’t really skate with. A lava lamp. This is for the person who loves the way things used to be - the person who always carries a quarter or two to use a phone booth “just for fun” bc you never know when they will vanish.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

Why not indulge them with some of the same nostalgia by introducing them to this delightful series steeped in old fashioned small town charm, with a hint of excitement for the future. Wow, that's so on point!! You really are the best gift giver!!

Ranking biggest and baddest

(HC from ongoing series “All That Ultraviolence”)

By @the-iceni-bitch

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x gf!law student reader, plus a LOT of other CE/SS characters, and a partridge in a pear tree Henry Cavil one

Skip over my comments if: you're a coward that doesn't want a peak inside my brain

Who it’s for:

Yourself!!

That’s right! Treat yo self this holiday season bc you deserve it!!! And you can quote me on that!! Show this to your boss/overbearing parent/pain in the butt child/anyone else that is giving you a hard time! If they have any questions, my ask box is open.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

We’ve all seen that tumblr post at some point - the one that’s like “I read too many stories as a kid and now I’m emotionally burnt out so I can only read about the same 2 idiots falling in love over and over again”.

Well, if you are one of those burnouts, this is for you. I mean it’s not technically a fic, but at a time where we choose to believe in immaculate conception, flying reindeer, and benevolent home invaders, let’s not fuss about it.

If you love reading about two people falling in love ad nauseam, what about 9+ variations of 3 actors characters with varying degrees of affection for YOU. Plus, each with their own distinct personality, relationship dynamic, and and dick size! All described in detail for your reading pleasure! (you can find that last one for yourself in the author’s masterlist, like an Easter egg hunt!)

Keep Running Back

By @slyyywriting

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you don’t reduce, reuse, and recycle

Who it’s for:

The regifter

This person give you things that have obviously been regifted. A “worlds best boss” mug from your relative you see 3 times a year at most? Men’s basketball shorts that don’t fit you with the logo of a sports team you don’t know about? An item that still has a card attached with the original person’s name on it bc they forgot to remove it before re-gifting?

Why it’s the perfect gift:

It’s about things coming back into your life unexpectedly, and how it can be super disruptive and fuck up your routine. But also since it’s Xmas, it has smut and kind of a happy ending. So there, you aren’t being entirely petty (unlike the person that gave you a box of chocolates that expired last year).

The Way Home

By @delaber

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you believe in the curse of “The Scottish Play” (Macb*th)

Who it’s for:

The gift card giver

Steam gift cards, Sephora gift cards, gift cards you can use at like 18 different restaurants or 16 different stores own by the same giant business conglomerate, whatever is vaguely in your interest, there's a gift card for it!!

Now, some people may think this is a boring gift. But it’s basically cash money, so if you find that boring, feel free to send me all your boring currency.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

The person that gives you gift cards is doing you a solid. It's not something you have to worry about returning, or bringing out of storage each time this person visits your house so you can pretend you don't hate it. It's basically unconditional love, just like the reader in the fic has for Bucky.

If Only

By @littlelioncub43

Pairing: Best friend!Jake Jensen x Female!Reader, Steve Rogers x Female!Reader

Skip over my comments if: you think Orpheus should suffer for eternity bc he took a teeny tiny little peak behind him

Who it’s for:

The person that already has everything

Can’t get them ANYTHING bc they have it all? Man, if only you were super wealthy maybe you could afford to give them an expensive gift, like some Gucci loafers, or a ticket to Taylor Swift's upcoming tour … oh wait, they already have all that shit.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

Since you are such a considerate person, you want to give them something money can’t buy... an ~experience. And not just any experience, no, you’re going to treat them to something completely new, something they’ve never felt before

So go ahead, gift them this fic and watch their world crumble as they experience angst and despair. You can even emphasis your point by including a festive card with the following season's greetings: This is how it feels when you can't get what you want in life!! When the object of your desires lies just beyond your reach!! This is how us ordinary people feel when we don’t have enough change to afford a little Starbucks treat at the end of the day.

Unsolicited

(ongoing series)

By @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you are Emily Blunt. I just feel like what I wrote might give you the impression that I’m obsessed with you or something, when really I’m just like your biggest fan.

Who it’s for:

The person that insists on not receiving presents

This is for the smug asshole who thinks they are above material items. The, “I’m just thankful to be healthy and happy” person. The person who acts like there is a special VIP lounge in heaven, with a table reserved just for them, and unlimited bottle service. The person that might actually just be genuinely satisfied with their life... but still, they shouldn't rub it in your face with their radiant happiness and cheerful disposition SMH. Just take the damn gift I didn't want to get you anyway, and give a half-hearted "thanks, I love it" like every other normal unhappy person on autopilot during this time of year.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

"Thankful to be healthy and happy”?? Well, not for much longer dude, bc this isn’t a present. It’s a clever little series that will worm its way into your soul like a Katy Perry pop song, and make you question what you find appealing or attractive in other people. Happy and healthy? More like deeply confused and aroused. Get ready to fight the demons of desire that lurk deep within you.

The Magic Box

By @rustytricycle

Pairing: Dark!Terry the Terrific x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you don’t believe in magic, or you don’t want to find out how David Copperfield does that one trick where he "teleports" like a dozen audience members to Hawaii in 5 minutes

Who it’s for:

The smartass that always manages to guess what the present is before unwrapping it

Why do they insist on doing this shit? MK Ultra has been shut down dude, remote viewing isn't a marketable asset anymore. No one is impressed. No ones enjoys watching you shake, smell, and squint at the box for 10 minutes when we all just want to get this family gathering over with so we can go home and watch Netflix.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

Whether they are actually gifted with ESPN powers, x-ray powers, or being a nosy bitch powers, this magical gift is sure to surprise them. They will never see it coming. Just like the reader in this fic hahaha!

Teacher’s Pet

By @whateveriwant

Pairing: Professor!Bucky Barnes x Student!Reader

Skip over my comments if: you are a university professor who thinks it is reasonable to make your students literally wait WEEKS to get their exams graded, when the grading process is just running those fill in the bubble sheets through a computer

Who it’s for:

The person that gives the gift of “a donation to [insert charity of THEIR choice here ]”

Wow. Maybe this is the relative who has never forgiven you for not going to church anymore after you discovered you had more important things to do with your time, so she gives you a receipt for some missionary project that seems a bit sketchy. Or maybe it's the relative always posting misinformation of facebook, who makes a donation to a political party/politician you do not support in your name. Whatever it is, this is a “charity” or “cause” you would rather not be associated with.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

This isn’t actually a petty move. It’s giving them a sign from the universe (via you), that what they are doing is not cool. I mean, of course you could always confront them directly and have a discussion about it, but that’s not really a gift. Who wants “a conversation” as a holiday gift? No, you are going to send them this delightfully unhinged fic from a burner an email with the subject line: I KNOW WHAT YOU DID. If you want to write anything in the email, it should preferably be in comic sans for the extra touch of je ne sais pas.

And they won’t know what’s happening either! If they respond with ????, don’t answer. Let them wonder if [email protected] sent it to the wrong person, if [email protected] really knows anything incriminating, or if there is an evil doppelgänger out there ruining their reputation.

Candy canes and hot cocoa

(from her “Make it a December to Remember” Christmas series*)

By @imyourbratzdoll

Pairing: Elf!Ransom x Reader

Skip over my comments if: your name starts with “J” and ends with “esus Christ”. Some of my private and confidential communication with my boy Baphomet is included here, and that’s none of your business tbh.

* these are all cute af and you need to read every single one… my other fav elves are Steve and Lee

Who it’s for:

The person that gives the gift of “a donation to [insert charity of YOUR choice here ]”

While your first reaction might be disappointment bc you really wanted that Chanel purse or Valentino gown, after thinking about it, this gift is actually really sweet!!

This person not only knows you well, but they are also helping you curb your addiction to material items. AND they are basically being generous in your name so you don’t have to do it yourself. Wow, they are really racking up those karma points for you!!

Why it’s the perfect gift:

This person deserves the cutest goddamn Christmas fic I have ever had the courage to openly admit I enjoyed (just don’t tell anyone I said that). In fact, your gift might even be better than what they got for you! So don’t forget to tell them that it’s ok, and you appreciate their effort.

On read

By @straywords

Pairing: Stalker! Bucky Barnes x Reader

Skip over my comments if: you are one of those guys who tries to get onlyfans content for free

Who it’s for:

The distant but wealthy family member that always sends a card with a reasonable amount of money inside

Although… I feel like they haven’t really considered the inflated cost of living these days. So maybe it’s time to adjust for that? I mean, get with the times, right? They should consider how your purchasing power could be affected here.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

This one gets kind of spicy but tbh if they are a distant family member it should be ok. Plus they might appreciate it and give you more money next year. Who knows. Or they might come back at you asking for more fic recs and then you can charge a finders fee.

Starting Gate

By @navybrat817brat817

Pairing: Motocross!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Skip over my comments if: you don’t love that I love Nat

Who it’s for:

The generous, well intentioned gift giver that unfortunately gets it wrong, like, every damn time

This is the kind aunt who gets you a nice pair of pearl earrings for your un pierced ears, a cute designer iPhone case for your android (tbh that’s on u for choosing the wrong phone tho… lol jk), a lifetime bark box subscription for your cat, or even a new car with stick shift, when you can only drive an automatic.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

Show them what a thoughtful person (Nat) would really do for their friend. Like, hint hint, next year I expect you to introduce me to my future soulmate, ok??

John the Baptist

By: definitely not me lol who even suggested that get outta here u lying liar

Pairing: Priest!Bucky x no one bc he’s a man of God you fucking perverts

Skip over my comments if: I didn't leave any comments bc I feel like this drabble speaks for itself tbh

Who it’s for:

The “joke” gift giver

We all have (or had) this friend. The one that gives you a family size package of adult diapers, or an enormous bottle of denture cleaning solution, or anything else that is funny when it happens to other people, but not cool when it's your turn to enjoy life - i.e. it sucks that you got them a nice sweater while they got you a package of XS condoms and a bottle of cranberry juice.

Why it’s the perfect gift:

Why not turn the tables this year! Fight humour with humour. Spread the joy! And ok, am I recommending my own “fic”? For the last time, NO! Omg… like seriously who said that? I would NEVER self promote on this most humble of holidays.

For an actual joke of a piece of writing tho, (that was published on a legit platform btw) check out this review of Seb Stan in Picnic from the Hollywood Reporter

Skip over my comments if: you wrote that article and stand by your statements regarding abdominal muscles

Slow Hands

By @heli0s-writes

Pairing: Steve Rogers x his hands x his imagination?

DON’T skip these comments if: you work for the Onion News. Seriously guys, I think I would be at least an average level employed to add to your team.

Who it’s for:

The selfish romantic partner that gets themselves a gift, and then tries to pass it off as a “couples/bonding experience” like you wouldn’t immediately see through that shit

“Babe, I got us tickets to see that sports team I know you couldn’t care less about!! You know, the one that I always ditch you for when they have a game that I want to watch with the guys, even though we already made reservations at a restaurant that’s not Olive Garden for once! This is going to be so much fun for us!! Oh ya, don’t forget to dress hot in case they show us on the kiss cam”

Why it’s the perfect gift:

Now if you’re familiar with this fic I already know what you’re going to say,

“But this is a beautiful masterpiece!!! Why would I allow my inconsiderate jerk of a partner the privilege of reading it??”

Well, first of all, “beautiful masterpiece”? I mean… that’s just YOUR opinion man. (Lol jk it is truly a work of art)

But listen, in the xmas spirit, I think you can find it within yourself to turn the other cheek, and show that even though they might not give a damn about what you enjoy, you’re still going to be gracious, thoughtful, and kind.

Plus your partner will probably need some cheering up after you dump their ass live on national tv when they propose to you with a dollar store ring pop* on the kiss cam. 😘

*lol jk. Nothing against ringpops tbh. I’d take one of those solid lumps of corn syrup and food colouring over a blood diamond any day. In fact, I’d take one over a regular diamond bc engagement rings are one of the biggest marketing scams ever, created by a Machiavellian cartel (*cough* De Beers *cough*) with a monopoly on the market, who purposely restricts supply and creates a false sense of scarcity in order to justify massively inflating the price of these inherently worthless chunks of compressed carbon to ensure profit and distract you from the fact that diamonds are a depreciating asset backed by arbitrary claims of “investment value” that come from the same greedy, lying, fatcats that have poured millions of advertising dollars to convince you that you’re a failure in life if you don’t have or can’t afford to buy a common rock (that’s right, common, plentiful, more numerous in quantity than tickets to the latest TSwift tour) the size of an grotesquely enlarged, genetically modified blueberry.

Thanks for reading! And thanks to all the authors!

& ty @firefly-graphics for the dividers!!

(Except whoever wrote that shitty John the Baptist drabble)

If for whatever reason you feel uncomfortable with having your fic included in this, the holy grail of gift guides, send me a DM along with $300 worth of doge coin haha kidding y’all, I only accept cash.

LOL JK, send me a DM and I will replace the title of your fic AND your @username with 3 emojis of my choice.

#fic recs #personally curated fic recs

[maplefiasco]

People I Want To Know Better tag game

Thanks to the lovely @booksandabeer for tagging me! Even though it took me literalllll weeks to sit down and do this one!

Book you’re currently reading:

I've vaguely started Senlin Ascends, but it's been languishing on my Kindle for, eesh, awhile. But it was recommended by the same friend who demanded I watch The Magicians, so I have no doubt I'll get into it once I get more than a few chapters in.

Last song you listened to:

Gold, Kiiara

Currently watching:

Husband and I are finally catching up on the new season of Our Flag Means Death, only a couple months behind everyone else on the internet. Otherwise, I just finished The Tudors as a something-on-in-background-while-I-cross-stitch show. Back when it was airing I didn't get past season two, so I was pleasantly surprised that it got a bit better in later seasons. Not more historically accurate, but... better.

Fic you’re currently reading:

I'm slooowly savoring @sparkagrace's Treading Water, trying to not catch up too fast before it's complete. But aaah, I'm so happy it exists. Lane Lines was such an immersive, rich AU; getting a meaty sequel to it is an absolute treat.

Next on your to watch list:

I still haven't worked up the energy to watch season two of The Bear, even though it's so good and I know I'll like it. I'm on month five of work being a neverending stress cyclone, and I just can't get myself to watch the show where work is an endless stress cyclone for every character, but with knives and open flames.

Current obsession:

Still forever on my Stucky bullshit. I'm also still in the depths of whatever this new Henry Cavill hyperfixation is. This was probably evident by the fact that I just admitted to watching all four seasons of The Tudors in the year 2023.

Absolutely-no-pressure tagging: @hetrez, @msmandapants, @elliquinn and anyone who wants to share!

#mememe #ask game