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Cover Me Up
Pairing:; Captain Syverson x Fem!Reader
Song prompt: Cover Me Up by Morgan Wallen
Rating: F for Fluffy, hints at Angst. SOFT!SY
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By the time that you and Sy got married, you’d lived what seemed like lifetimes together. Being together during numerous deployments, PTSD episodes and therapy sessions made your 6 years together feel like more. But despite the ups and downs, the two of you had come out on the other side stronger. You’d battled the demons, both yours and his as a team and conquered them.
You couldn’t have been more overjoyed to marry Sy, to become a Syverson officially after all these years. The ceremony was beautiful and the reception was fun, but the part that you were most looking forward to was the time after. You and Sy were bone tired and slightly drunk from the festivities by the time you got to your hotel room. You’d be leaving for your honeymoon tomorrow at noon and you were looking forward to passing out in the massive, plush hotel bed with your husband and sleeping off the wine you’d had. Sy had been uncharacteristically quiet on the ride home and once you’d slipped out of your dress, into one of his t-shirts and taken your first full breath of the day, you approached him.
“Sy? Is everything okay?” you ask, softly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pressing a kiss to his neck.
              He grunts and then turns his head towards you. “Yeah, I’m just nervous, that’s all.”
You furrow your brow, “Why are you nervous? We’ve already gotten through the hardest part of today.”
              He kisses your head, “Cuz I’ve got one more present for you and I’m trying to work up the nerve to give it ya.”
You smile and kiss his jaw. “Baby, you know I’m gonna love anything you get me.”
              He smiles, “I know, alright, let me get it.”
You slip your arms from his shoulder and settle yourself on the bed, tucking your legs under you and pulling his shirt over your knees.
              He shakes his head when he sees and moves towards the closet in the corner. Sliding open the door, he pulls out his beat up guitar case.
You smile and chew at your lip. “Baby, when’d you learn to play?”
              He clears his throat and opens the case, tenderly running his fingers up the neck of the guitar before plucking the acoustic instrument from his case. “Highschool, but I stopped playing for a long time, only just recently picked it up again.”
You shake your head, “I’ve been with you for six years and married you before finding out that you play guitar?”
              He laughs and shrugs the strap over his shoulder before settling onto the thick coffee table. “Like I said, I haven’t played in years, but once I decided I wanted to do something special for ya today, I was racking my brain and I came up with this.” He strums the guitar tentatively taking a  moment to tune it before clearing his throat.
“Oh my god, are you about to sing for me?” You ask, your heart in your throat.
              He gives you a shy smile. “Yeah, bug, I am.”
“Oh, Sy, you know how much I love it when you sing,” you murmur, wetting your lips.
              “Bug, you can’t start crying before I even start to play.
You huff a little bit, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
              He clears his throat again and lets his fingers begin to float over the string, forming the chords with ease.
After the first few notes, you recognize the song and your throat seizes. He’s playing your song, the song that had gotten you through so much, the song that had come to stand as a pillar of everything that you’d been through and how your love for each other could get you through it. You felt a tear run down your cheek and he hadn’t even opened his damn mouth yet.
              Finally, he begins to sing, “A heart on the run keeps a hand on the gun, You can't trust anyone, I was so sure what I needed was more, Tried to shoot out the sun, The days when we raged, we flew off the page, Such damage was done, But I made it through, 'cause somebody knew, I was meant for someone.”
You try to swallow the lump in your throat as the tears start to stream down your cheeks, you close your eyes against the tears and let the timbre of your husband’s voice wash over as he goes into the chorus.
“So girl, leave your boots by the bed, We ain't leaving this room, 'Til someone needs medical help, Or the magnolias bloom, It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood, So cover me up and know you're enough, To use me for good”
              Sy looks up at you and stops, “Bug, are you alright?”
You open your eyes and nod at him, “Please keep going, I’m alright, baby.”
              “you sure?”
You nod, eagerly, sniffling. “I’m sure, Sy. Finish your song.”
              He nods, swallows before resuming the song at the second verse. “I put your faith to the test, when I tore off your dress, In Richmond on High, I sobered up, I swore off that stuff, Forever this time, And the old lover's sing, “I thought it'd be me who helped him get home”, But home was a dream, One that I'd never seen 'til you came along. So girl, hang your dress out to dry, We ain't leaving this room, 'Til Percy Priest breaks open wide, And the river runs through, And carries this house on the stones Like a piece of driftwood, Cover me up and know you're enough, To use me for good”
You watch him closely, never having seen the side of your husband, the musician, watching his face closely, you admired his long lashes and the smooth slope of his nose and the cut of his brow, until you noticed a stray tear as he hit the last chorus. So many memories, good and bad were tied to this song for the two of you and couldn’t help but move from your spot on the bed and slip onto the coffee table behind him to cling to Sy as he finished out the last chorus, his strong voice wavering slightly.
“So girl, leave your boots by the bed, We ain't leaving this room, 'Til someone needs medical help, Or the magnolias bloom, It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood, So cover me up and know you're enough, To use me for good, So cover me up and know you're enough, To use me for good”
His thick fingers play out the last chords slowly and you tuck your head into his neck, brushing your lips there.
“Thank you, Sy, it was perfect,” you whisper, against his skin. He unhooks his guitar strap and leans forwards enough to free himself from it and then rest back against you.
              “You’re welcome, Bug. I couldn’t think of anything else to give you.”
You shake your head slightly. “This is the only thing that I could have ever needed besides you.”
              “Thank you for loving me even though I’m bull-head most of the time. You’ve treated me with such tenderness in times when I treated you with such anger.”
You pull your face from his neck and press a kiss against his cheek. “And I’d do it all over again if it meant that I’d get this moment, right here, right now with you. I love you.”
              He sighs and turns slightly to look at you. “How’d I get so lucky, Bug?”
You shake your head. “The God Lord and lots of luck,” you tease.
              He rolls his eyes, “Seriously, thought, (y/n/n), I owe you so much.”
“You owe me nothing but our future. The past is behind us, we’ve made it through it so we don’t have to look back. You went through it to get to this moment and we made it. Let’s not relive it. Sy, baby, you can let it go.”
              He sighs and leans back against you as his body relaxes. “I love you, Bug.”
You kiss his cheek again. “I love you too, now, let’s get into bed because I’m exhausted and we’re gonna have a long day tomorrow.”
              He nods, sleepily, but pushes himself to his feet and takes you with him, piggybacking you across the room to the bed. He sets you down gently and strips to his boxers before approaching the bed. “Bug?”
“Yeah?” You ask, already snuggled under the covers.
              “Can we spoon?”
You nod, “Of course, do you wanna be the little spoon or the big spoon.”
              “Can I be the little one tonight?”
You smile at him and lift the blankets, “Of course, come on.”    
              Your massive, bear of a husband, breaks into a sweet grin before sliding under the covers and letting you wrap yourself entirely around him. He heaves a huge Sy as he relaxes into your touch once more.
“Goodnight, Sy,” you whisper against his ear.
              “Goodnight, Mrs. Syverson.”
You smile into his neck and close your eyes. You splay your palm against your husbands chest and let his strong, steady heartbeat lull you to sleep.
 Tagging: @foodieforthoughts thank you for requesting mushy sy @persephone-is-here-omg @angryschnauzer @salimahbicharara-comun @summersong69​ @feralrunaway​ @henrythickcavill​ @hope-to-hell​ @hoeforhenry​ @inlovewithhisblueeyes​ @hell1129-blog​ @cavillryarchive​ @killjoy-assbutt-1112​ @soldatsaleannan​ @madbaddic7ed​ @connieisland​ @poledancingdinos​ @gearhead66​ @tapismyforte​ @maizyistrash​ @cavillsbestgal​ @geralt-of-baevia​
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Alright-y!
I’m finally off work and home for the evening! 
I would like to do ships to celebrate! They are my favorite things when other blogs are celebrating! So send in a little blurb about yourself and your fandom:
Marvel
Cavillry
And I’ll match you with a character! In the meantime, I’ll be plucking away and some wedding headcanons that I have for various characters of Henry!
A huge thank you again to all my followers! I love you all very much! 
@angryschnauzer @hoeforhenry @persephone-is-here-omg @salimahbicharara-comun @cavillryarchive @feralrunaway @iloveyouyen@iloveyouyen @henrythickcavill @madbaddic7ed @raspberrydreamclouds @summersong69 @hell1129-blog @hope-to-hell @connieisland @viking-raider @killjoy-assbutt-1112 @geralt-of-baevia @gearhead66
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Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii, congrats on your milestone!!! May I be shipped? I'm a total nerd, a gamer, tiny, playful and naughty AF, a total brat to b honest. I love travelling, horror movies and animals.
THANK YOU!
I can see you with August or Henners, babe for sure.
August as we know if a pro brat tamer and would love putting you in your place but then always spoiling you afterwards.
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I can see Henners vibing with you on multiple levels. Gaming together ✔️, horror movies ✔️ nerd out about your favorite shows, books and movies. ✔️
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Ship me baby! I’m short, quiet, and a major softy. I work a lottt. I like beards and caffeine. ❤️
Charles Brandon or Marshall Walker! I feel like that Charles would make it his personal mission to try and drag you out of your shell. He’d admire your drive and enjoy your company. I feel like comfortable silences would be you guys thing. 
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As for Marshall, he’d be super understanding of your work load. as a work-aholic himself, he just gets it...
But then there are the times that you get to take a vacation together and it’s that much sweeter. Just the two of you watching the sunsets with steaming mugs of fantastic coffee from your favorite place, just basking in the peacefulness of each other’s company. 
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Love the shipping idea❤️ hope I’m sending this right lol.
Me: I write for Cavill characters, mainly August Walker smutty one-shots (other faves are Walter, Evan, and Sherlock). I started writing as a quarantine hobby and have been trying to carve out a kinky little niche for myself. Other interests include cooking and horror.
I think that you and Mikey would be a good match! I feel like he’d be more than down to help you test run your kinks before you write them. I also feel like he’d be down with a nice home cooked meal and night in, maybe not horror but he’d cuddle up with you on the couch and most likely instigate a KILLER MAKE OUT SESH! Lol, thank you for submitting! I hope you like it!
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Including this ^ gif because I just like to look at it
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Okay!!!!!!!!!!
I’m going to pause on doing ships right now. Feel free to send them in, they might just get posted tomorrow. I wanna work on a mushy Sy fic for today as requested by @foodieforthoughts.
Thank you again to all of you! I appreciate y’all so much!
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@hoeforhenry​ Can I please get a Cavillry match?  I'm 38, 5'5, got some junk in my trunk.  I'm mostly a homebody but I can get my drink on and party with the best of them.   Love to read, game, and hang with friends.
I feel like you and Randy would be a good match. He’s sweet and kind, just wants to make you happy. I mean what more could ask for. He’s charming and understanding and an all around great guy. He’s more than happy to spend the night in with you with take out or go out with and your friends. What makes you happy, makes him happy. 
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Congratulations on your milestone... you deserve it and soo many more 😘 I would love for you to ship me with any of Henry’s characters or Henry himself... I am a hopeless romantic who believes in magic, fairytales and true love. I can be a saint loving, kind, humble and sweet but I do enjoy to wickedly sin. I got curves and lips to do both 😈
Girl thank you, thank you! I always appreciate your comments on my fics! 
I’ve been waiting! I think that you and Leon would be an amazing pairrrrrr!
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Everyone thinks that Leon is just a player and to an extent that he is. But I have a feeling that it would just take the right person to completely turn him into a puddle of goo. I think that he’d admire your view on love, maybe because it’s the first time in his life that he feels like he’s actually got something that’s true and real. I think that he’d need your sweetness and kindess, because lets be honest that man can be kind of cocky and that gets annoying after a while but you take it in stride. And when you are wicked, just FOR him, it makes him weak in the knees. 
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May I request a ship? Cavillry, please. My personality is opinionated, honest to the point people think I am rude sometimes. I like to make people laugh and prefer animals to people. Cooking, traveling, reading, live music, and movies are a few of my favourite things. - oddsnendsfanfics
Hmm, I think that you and Marshall would hit it off. It’s just a gut reaction for me. I feel like he’d appreciate your bluntness as he’s seen the true nature of the world and he likes that you don’t sugarcoat things. I also feel like you’d get him out of his bubble and introduce him to new things which he needs and makes the horrors of his job just a little more bearable because you give him a reprieve. I hope that you like this! Thank you for submitting!
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CONGRATS ON YOUR 500!!! YOU ARE SUCH A SUNSHINE!!! Soery for not catching up with your stories, little by little I am doing so 😘😘😘
For the matchy thing... I really don't know what to say... I'm 5'1''... yeah... pretty short lol... I workout 6 days a week (omg... this sounds like a bad tinder bio from a bro lol), this is my dog...
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OH MY GOD, YOUR DOG IS SO PRECIOUS! ALSO TAKE YOUR TIME BABES, THERE GONNA BE THERE FOR YOU TO READ WHENEVER, YA GOT A LIFE THAT KEEPS YOU BUSY! I understand!
Okay, so my urge is to say Theseus, I swear to GOTT that was my thought because you’re getting swole and boy is swole. He seems like he’s be a good workout buddy and as well as a confidant. He strong and hot. Would love to spend his down time cuddled up with you and your little pup! 
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I can also totally see y’all doing those couple work out videos that show up on instagram. 
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^^^^^^This kinda cute ass shit right HERE
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Yoo, I want a ship, too!! U know how I am; bratty, annoying, and way too intense! (you also know who butters my toasts, so go wild!!)
OF COURSE, you gey AUGUST 
BECAUSE YOU ARE A BRAT WHO NEEDS TO BE TAMED AND AUGUST HAS THE FIRM HAND TO DO IT.
He’d also use that pornstache of his torture you by dragging kisses across your neck and soldiers and *ahem* other areas. He likes to tease you, but I believe that he doesn’t skimp on aftercare because afterall you’re his babygirl.
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May I please get a matching/pairing? I’ve actually never done one of these before so I’m bit excited/nervous. My fandom is the Cavillry of course. A little about me: I’m a history buff. I love collecting antiques and vintage clothing to the point my house is a bit like a museum. I have two pets: a dog and a cat. I’m good at learning new languages. I like baking in my free time.
Hmm, I think that you and Stephen would be a very cute match. He’s very sweet and I think that he’d totally enjoy listening to you go on about your antiques and history facts for hours. He adores the way you light up when you talk about something your passionate about. He thinks it’s when you’re at your most beautiful, but of course he always thinks youre beautiful. He enjoys coming home from work to the house smelling of cookies or freshly baked bread. He’s very earnest and I feel like that he would just be a really good partner. 
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Hi!  Tumblr won’t let me message you since you don’t follow me.  I’m just a reader not a writer so that makes sense!  Anyway, I love your work and would love a ship with Henry or any of his characters.  I’m tall (5’10”), love my dog, the outdoors, exercise and reading all kinds of books. @summersong69
Thank you for always interacting with my work! I very much appreciate you reading my stuff. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Alright as for a ship for you, I feel like Evan Marshall would be a good match with you. He’s smart and athletic, so I think that you’d get along quite well. He’d probably love going on runs or hikes with you. Your pup always would tag along and if they got tired, Evan would always carry them back to your car. At night when you two are getting settled into bed, you both have your reading material. The dog is curled up at your feet, he’s got one arm wrapped around your shoulder as he holds his book in one massive hand. It’s silent and warm, but perfect. 
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This is for the shipping thing. My profile pic is me. I like to watch Netflix, read, play video games, I write and sing. My favorite colors are black and purple. Favorite movies Labyrinth and Beauty and the beast. Please and Thank you!
Okayyyy, so I feel like you and Clark would get along swimmingly. He’s sweet and kind. I feel like he would enjoy the warmth that you provide by creating a cozy home filled with song and good movies. In fact, I bet his favorite thing after a long day of saving the world OR chasing down the newest scoop for the paper, he’d love nothing more than to curl up on the couch with you and binge some Netflix. Sure it’s difficult dating a superhero, but you keep him grounded and he loves that about you!
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I saw your doing the shopping game with Henry’s characters, I work as a caregiver for the sick/elderly, love going to sporting games and spending time with close friends, but also like to be a homebody reading/watching movies or playing games, I’m religious but not able to go to church a lot, I’m always making food for my loved ones, love a good drink and dancing even if I have to do it alone sometimes, I am a person that needs to be forced to take a break since I want to take care of others
Hmmm, I can see Clark Kent or even Captain Syverson. I feel like both of them understand that value of taking a break when you need it. I think that because both of them have super stressful jobs that would be able to recognize the signs that you need a break quite possibly before you do yourself. They are both extremely loyal, loving and protective.
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I think that Sy was most likely raised religious like most southern boys are, so I feel like even if he’s no longer practicing, he’d totally understand and be willing to go with your to services or celebrations on the appropriate holidays.  Sy would be down for slow dancing in the kitchen with you at 2am as you split the last beer in the fridge. The glow of the fridge illuminating the two of your as you sway. 
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